Goodnight

He Juan's smile stiffened. Even a deaf could hear that Mu Yuze was just humoring him. He lowered the shirt and asked tentatively, "You don't like it?"

Mu Yuze blinked, "I do."

He Juan: "..." But you don't sound like it at all!

He heaved out a wistful sigh. "Well, even if you despise it, you still have to wear it for tonight. Tomorrow, Gege will take you to buy some more clothes, okay?"

Mu Yuze's gaze snapped to him, shocked. His brows furrowed deeply, "Why would you buy me clothes?"

Now it was He Juan's turn to blink owlishly at him. "Do I need a reason to?"

He attempted to suppress his giddiness to no avail. That's great, Mu Yuze had not shown any refusal whatsoever when He Juan referred to himself as 'Gege'! Did it mean that the boy had started to accept him? No, He Juan was quick to deny his own assumption. Perhaps Mu Yuze was just stumped by his sudden offer and missed the way He Juan had addressed himself with. That's right, it might not mean anything at all.