I put my arms around him and tried to carry him inside. His hand hung straight down, revealing a small section of his wrist and the small pink leather band on his wrist.

I stared at the band for a long time before I struggled to move him into the house.

This room is not too big, two bedrooms and one living room, the countryside is small and fresh, the furniture is very simple, only one study is minimalist Nordic style, and the style of the whole home is a little out of place.

And, since he had the experience of renting a house in high school, he had little room for a kitchen this time.

I threw him on the bed and almost all over his room......

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