Ding Yixin gently placed a black baseball cap on Rong Xingyu's head; he wore the same style himself.
Rong Xingyu pointed at the mask on the table.
"Do we need to wear that too?"
Ding Yixin shook his head with a smile.
"If you cover yourself too much, people will pay more attention to you."
Rong Xingyu suddenly remembered how his second brother had disguised himself like he was on a secret undercover mission earlier.
"…"
Then Ding Yixin reached out and held Rong Xingyu's hand.
Rong Xingyu's heart jumped hard.
He looked at Ding Yixin and his long dark lashes trembled like small fans.
But he did not pull his hand away.
Rong Xingyu felt his hand being gently squeezed by Ding Yixin and then he heard him say, "When we go out later, act calm. We are just a pair of... brothers traveling together."
Ding Yixin paused slightly after saying "a pair of," and only when Rong Xingyu made a confused sound did he finish the rest of the sentence.
Rong Xingyu said, "Alright."
