Chapter 87

"Do you have any wet wipes at home?" Brandon asked me again, "Or any other towel will do. I want to wipe myself down

He held my his clothes, towel in his hand but didn't want to use it to clean

"I have facial cleansing wipes. You can wet them and use them the same way," I said, pulling out two sheets for him..

He looked a bit puzzled, staring at the face wipes with an expression of unfamiliarity. I chuckled. "Mr. Howell, don't tell me you don't know what these are?"

"I don't know. This is my first time seeing them." He was adorably straightforward.

It made sense. Having never been in a relationship and with no girls around, he probably wouldn't know about this. Facial cleansing wipes were a recent innovation in the skincare industry.

"Women use them to wash their face. They're disposable," I said as I wet the wipes for him and handed them over.

Brandon lowered his head to clean the mud off himself, and I noticed his shoulder was dirty too. So I grabbed another wipe to clean it for him.

The moment I touched him, Brandon's body stiffened. But I pretended not to notice and continued wiping.

Suddenly, a black mole on the back of Brandon's neck caught my eye. I

but think of the dream I had, about the little boy who carried

Brandon called me. When I came back to my senses, I realized the wet wipe in my hand had soaked his clothes. "Oh, it's done." I withdrew

his neck, I asked, "Brandon, have you had that mole

it. "Yes, I've had it since

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heart skipped a beat. Oh my god, could the

child? Why was he carrying me on his back? Dreams were just a product of our imagination and could be anything bizarre. Yet I was amazed

his neck.

turned around and snapped me

together and bumped into the elderly neighbor coming up. She complimented Brandon again, "Young man, how nice of you! Come

lady

Brandon smiled

agreed out of courtesy. There was no way

exited the building and looked around. "This neighborhood may be a bit old, but

be better. Now it's mostly tenants, so it's much worse,"

and followed me to the car. As I

look

up. "Just asking about the market rate, so I know what to expect when I

a simple question, but something felt

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