Intro. The soft afternoon sun splashed through the living room window. Ping sat leaning against the sofa, his hand clutching the green tea cup tightly, his clear eyes looking at the twin brothers with respect and familiarity.
"Are you going out today?"The fire asked in a deep voice, picking up his favorite newspaper, but his eyes still did not leave Ping
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Din sat next to the fire, just looking at Ping, and he felt comfortable. A thin smile appeared on his face, "You can not hurry, Ping."
Ping smiled shyly and nodded, "Well...
Despite being just a simple conversation, the eyes of fire and earth communicate something without words. They feel more attached to Ping than most people, but they still don't know that this relationship is about to change
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Ping looked down at the green tea cup, the warmth of the two friends made him feel safe... The body heats up. The back began to be a little damp, and the hands trembled incomprehensibly
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Din looked up immediately. The cold eyes were fixed on Ping unrelentingly. His hands clenched the table a little tighter.
Fire is the same. His rat instincts began to twitch — the smell coming out of the fire...