Yan Chenxi thought he could chat with this big brother, so he happily took small steps and followed along.
Mo Chuxi lived alone in his apartment, and no one had ever stepped inside his room. Today, young Yan Chenxi had the honor of becoming the very first guest.
The room's décor was still in monochromatic tones, spacious, equipped with an ensuite bathroom, and carrying a faintly refreshing scent throughout the air.
"You can go inside to wash."
Mo Chuxi said, looking at Yan Chenxi.
"Do you need me to help you?"
"Absolutely not!"
Yan Chenxi's small face flushed red as he quickly refused.
"I'm already five years old! I can bathe myself!"
"Hmm?"
Mo Chuxi curved his lips into a smile, his slender, deep eyes scanning Yan Chenxi's face. Suddenly, he noticed that the little guy's pupils were the same color as his own—light brown.
No wonder, the moment he first saw this little guy, he'd felt a tinge of familiarity.
