Dreams, as Vessels, had enormous capacity.
Just ten-odd minutes of deep sleep could make it feel as though a long time had passed.
Inside The Cabin by Jing University's lakeside, moisture softened even the breeze in the sunlit room, which gently brushed against the pure white gauze curtains. Beside the desk sat an expensive swivel chair.
A PS4 rested on the small coffee table before the widescreen TV, while lush pothos spilled over the bar counter by the kitchen entrance.
The wind chimes hanging from the balcony door's crossbar swayed softly. The pure white floor and ice cubes in a glass created an atmosphere as crystalline and beautiful as a youth movie.
Watching Gou Yu frost a cake in the kitchen, Fang Ran propped up one cheek and let the breeze tousle his loose hair.
His expression was quiet and gentle. Enjoying this peaceful slice of ordinary life, he lowered his eyes and drifted into thought.
Ah, this was a little sudden,
but I really want to see Xiao Huo wear a backless sweater just once.
Sitting beside him and reading a fashion magazine, Meng Lang watched Fang Ran, who had been spacing out just a second ago, suddenly clasp his hands beneath his chin. Meng Lang's mouth twitched with speechless disbelief.
My little brother was definitely thinking about something fucked up again.
"Captain, I tried making a new cake. Would you like to taste it?"
How could I get Xiao Huo to wear a backless sweater?
Fang Ran remained unmoved by the taste-test invitation that he normally would have pounced on. He lowered his gaze, his expression stern as he seriously contemplated the question.
"Captain?"
Then, the moment Gou Yu asked again, inspiration suddenly flashed through Fang Ran's mind!
"Hey! Xiao Huo! Bro! Let's play a game!"
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