Chaer Street is an old street. The street lights are not very bright, making people's shadows very long and giving a shallow light to the smiles on people's faces. Caleb Ji smiled unnaturally, with his white teeth exposed, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was different from usual.
He and Grayson Ding walked back side by side, one meter at a time, step by step, to the front door and up the steps, passed the front yard and returned to the small courtyard, walked to the corridor and stepped outside the bedroom. They stood still at the same time, turning their faces to meet each other's eyes.
There was no wind, and the fragrance of lilac flowers was locked in the air, covering up the smell of alcohol on Grayson Ding's body. "Go to bed early, and you will give me the gift." Grayson Ding said, "Am I considerate?"
Caleb Ji had already opened the door and replied: "You are considerate...Thank you, senior brother."
Unexpectedly, Grayson Ding added: "No need, don't quarrel with me in the future."
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