On this morning, Zane Ling opened his eyes first.
This was rare because Orion had always woken up first.
The early morning light appeared transparent gold at the edge of the porthole. Zane Ling stared at Orion' face for a while, stretched out his hand and placed it lightly above Orion' eyes, not wanting the sunlight to shine into Orion' eyes and wake him up.
The palm of my hand seemed to touch Orion's eyelashes, and it felt a little itchy.
His heart was beating a little erratically, and Zane Ling felt very happy for some reason.
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