Marcus held the fermented glutinous rice dumplings in his arms to keep them warm, protecting them with his left hand carefully, while his right hand held an umbrella made of densely tied green rattan strips.
The rain was falling hard and fast, and people around were rushing around, only caring about themselves, and didn't bother to crane their necks to see if there was anything wrong with the people around them.
Seeing that it was raining heavily, Marcus was sure that Ethan would not be able to stay at home and would come to pick him up with an umbrella. When the time came, as long as he saw his senior brother from a distance, he would immediately put away his umbrella and go away. If he got a little wet, his senior brother would definitely feel distressed. After they went back together with him under the same umbrella, he could take the opportunity to do whatever he wanted to his senior brother...
Thinking of this, Marcus suddenly saw two figures coming towards him. One of them was not holding an umbrella and his steps were unsteady. He looked very much like his senior brother. The other one was following behind and his figure also looked vaguely familiar.
Marcus's heart skipped a beat. He didn't care about his own thoughts anymore. He rushed forward and saw that the man walking like a drunk and soaking wet was indeed Ethan. His face suddenly changed. He stretched out his hand to hold the man in his arms and moved the umbrella over his head: "Brother, what's wrong?"
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