My family bought me a small apartment. I called Liam. "Tell your sister I won't be home tonight. I'm coming over to drink and celebrate with you. We have a home now." "I'm not going back tonight; I'm sleeping over." An excited reply came from the other end. "Okay, I'll tell her." An hour later, I was staring wide-eyed at his five-year-old sister in my living room. Her chubby little hand raised a juice box to clink with my glass. "Cheers, brother~" Me: ... I called him back to question him. "I told you to tell your sister I wasn't putting her to bed tonight, that you were coming to sleep over and celebrate with me." Sounds of intense gaming came from the other end. "Same thing, same thing. I have a tournament tonight. You put her to sleep." "Drop her off at kindergarten tomorrow morning." I turned back around. His sister was already drunk on juice. Damn it, I'm really guilty of falling for a hopelessly dense straight guy. 1 I hung up the phone. The little ball of a person on the sofa had already toppled over. Hugging a throw pillow, sleeping sweetly. The TV was still playing her favorite cartoon. Her fair, chubby face was so cute; her features looked just like Liam's. I've seen pictures of Liam when he was little. His sister is basically a copy-paste version of him with longer hair. My heart softened just looking at her. I couldn't help but poke her little cheek. I turned off the TV, picked her up from the sofa. Carried her to the guest bedroom. Gently covered her with a blanket and placed the stuffed animals she brought by her pillow. Leaving a small nightlight on, I closed the door and went out. Liam's gaming account was still online. I sighed. He really had been pulling all-nighters playing games a lot more frequently lately. Maybe it's the brief liberation after graduating college. Since moving into this apartment, he hasn't stayed over once. I finally found an excuse to celebrate today. Sigh... Ever since the graduation party, we haven't had a proper talk. 2 There was a knock on the bedroom door from the outside. "Brother, are you asleep?" "You haven't told me a story yet." The big one didn't come back, and the little one woke up again. His sister's eyes were wide open as she listened to me finish two stories about little princesses. I patted her back. "Alright, alright, that's two stories already." "Go to sleep now." She yawned. "Brother, do you like my brother?" I was startled. Is it that obvious?? She pouted her little mouth. "What's so great about him..." 3 What's so great about Liam? Liam is just too great. The first time we met was in the college dorms. I was a spoiled little rich kid, completely clueless about taking care of myself. With one command, my older brother dumped me in the college dorms. Told me to learn how to live independently. But he forgot one thing: you have to be taught first to learn. I couldn't instantly learn how to take care of myself. The nanny who dropped me off wiped her tears. "Young master, you're on your own now." Tearfully, she made my bed and gave me instructions over and over. Don't drink the laundry detergent. If you do, remember to dial 911. ???? I was just pampered, not stupid!! But she forgot to teach me how much detergent to use. I poured half a bottle to wash my underwear. The more I scrubbed, the more bubbles there were; the more bubbles, the harder I scrubbed. I scrubbed until my hands were red. I still didn't know if it was clean, or what the next step was. I wanted to use my phone to call for help, but my hands were too slippery, and the phone dropped into the basin. Submerged in bubbles. I yelled. "Damn bastard." Wait until I go back, wait until I go back. But I couldn't beat my brother anyway. I threw a pathetic little tantrum, looking for my phone in the basin full of bubbles. That's when Liam pushed the door open and came in. He stared at me for a few seconds. Then spoke anxiously. "Don't cry. I didn't know someone was in the bathroom." "You didn't lock the door." "Are you... playing with bubbles in here??" 4 Liam helped me wash the underwear. His well-defined hands first fished out my phone. Then scooped out that ball of fabric from the water. With red ears, he taught me how much detergent to add, how to scrub, how to hang it up to dry. My eyes lit up. He knew everything. If I followed him, I could learn too. I followed him, but I didn't learn how to do chores. But I learned how to handle Liam. I just had to look at him with adoration. And say. "Liam, you're so amazing." He would blush, then snatch the dirty clothes from my basin. "I'll wash them for you." Under my continuous flattery, he lost his ability to think critically. Brought me food, washed my clothes, woke me up, ran with me, delivered books to me... There were four people in our dorm. Another guy also tried to speak in a cutesy voice. "Liam, you're so amazing, can you help me wash my socks?" Liam: "Get lost." "Disgusting." Liam's home was in the city. He would go home on weekends to see his sister. He also packed my clothes for the weekend. "Julian, come home with me." "I'm afraid if you stay in the dorm alone, you'll accidentally kill yourself." But I had actually already learned how to live on my own. I really just hadn't experienced these things before; I wasn't stupid. 5 But I would be stupid not to go home with Liam. Because Liam's mom's cooking was super, super delicious. His sister was super, super cute. The first time I went, his sister was two years old. Her soft little hand held mine, calling me with candy in her mouth. "Bwother..." Later, I became a regular at Liam's house. The Miller family had a room for me, and Mrs. Miller prepared loungewear for me. Liam washed my clothes. His sister would find me with a fairy tale book. "Brother, tell a story." During the holidays, I was too lazy to go home, so I even spent Christmas with the Millers. Mr. Miller, returning from a business trip, also prepared a gift card for me. I felt I liked the Miller family, liked his sister, liked Liam's parents, liked Liam. And I liked the summer we first met, when the laundry detergent smelled like freesia. But I never dared to say it. Because when our dormmates teased him. "Are you raising a wife in the dorm? Gonna marry him after graduation?" My face would instantly turn beet red. Liam would always say openly. "Julian is my best friend." Between best friend and boyfriend. Lay my unspoken secret crush and four years of college life. 6 Dropping his sister off at the kindergarten gate. She suddenly pulled my hand and asked me to squat down. "Brother, my brother is a big idiot who doesn't understand romance." "My brother isn't that great. He loves playing games, doesn't know how to coax kids, tricks me into bringing him water every day, always forgets to bring me lollipops, and even conned me out of my allowance last time..." She blinked playfully. "You like him, don't you?" What?? "Wait for me to grow up. I like you, I love you the most." Her eyes darted around. "Can you pick me up after school today?" "I want a super big lollipop." "Strawberry flavored." I smiled and patted her head. "Okay, I'll buy it for you." She stood on her tiptoes and gave me a kiss. "Brother is so nice, brother is awesome, I love brother." Liam was so unromantic, but his sister was super good at coaxing people. Especially since she looked like a miniature version of him. Let alone buying one lollipop, I wouldn't hesitate if she asked me to buy a whole candy store. If only Liam would also tell me he likes me the most, loves me the most. 7 When I got home, the door was open. The clothes I changed out of last night were washed clean and hanging on the balcony. Liam was cooking noodles in the kitchen. Watching the stove while directing the workers installing the washing machines. They were installing three in total. One big, two small. The workers finished and left, and the noodles were done. Liam coughed lightly. "What are you looking at? Wash your hands and come eat." "You went to drop that little brat off this morning, probably didn't have time for breakfast." Hidden in the noodles were two perfect soft-boiled eggs. I don't like fried eggs or hard-boiled eggs. Fried eggs are too greasy, hard-boiled eggs are too dry. Soft-boiled eggs are just right. Liam always complained that I was too much trouble. But he would make them for me every time. At first, he didn't do it well. Either the egg was fully cooked, or the yolk was raw. Or it broke. When Liam was learning to make these eggs, he ate a lot of failures. Which led to him completely not eating eggs now. After eating the noodles, Liam went to wash the dishes. "Installed three washing machines for you. The big one is for outerwear. The two small ones: grey for socks, white for underwear." "They all have a drying function. If you're afraid of forgetting to hang them up, just dry them directly." I hugged him from behind. "But I have you." And I had long since learned how to wash clothes. His body stiffened, and he slowly pushed my hands away. "What if I'm not here? You still have to live." Speaking of living. "When are you moving in?" This apartment is closer to the company Liam is joining than his home. He can sleep an extra half hour every morning. Back when we just started interning, we agreed. We would live together after graduation; we wouldn't separate. The next day, I had my brother buy me this apartment. The renovations were all done according to what we liked. Liam raised his hand. "Let's wait a bit. My mom is on a business trip recently, I need to take care of my sister." "Bring your sister over too! We'll set up a pink princess room for her." "Then we can sleep together." It's not like we hadn't slept together before anyway. "No!" He startled me. He said. "It's too far from her kindergarten here, too inconvenient." That was true. "Then I'll go live at your house with you." Some things are better said openly. His eyelashes fluttered. "Didn't you say you need to organize the apartment recently?" "Stop running back and forth, it's too exhausting." "I need to go to the company. I'm leaving." Liam grabbed his phone from the table and left. "Hey..." I called after him. The more I called, the faster he ran. What a dense, unromantic straight guy!!!
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