The slight sound of the elevator door closing covered up Aiden's words. Blake couldn't hear it accurately, and asked with a frown: "What?"
The alcohol was getting stronger and stronger, and Aiden was already a little dizzy. He closed his eyes, and the only thing in his mind was the voice of his longing.
Aiden: "...wait for me next time, brother."
Blake heard it clearly.
Aiden was calling him brother, and the boy deliberately lowered his voice, making it sound particularly soft.
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