After I finished signing the agreement, Xavier came out of Lydia’s room.Sweat beaded on his forehead. He picked up the water on the table and took two gulps.I looked at him and suddenly remembered that today was my birthday.From morning until now, he hadn’t even asked me a single question.“Xavier,” I called him. “Do you remember what day it is today?”He glanced at Lydia’s door, then turned and frowned at me:“It’s just moving day… Can you stop making a fuss? The curtain rod in Lydia’s room is a bit crooked. I’m going to adjust it again.”With that, he turned and went back in.When he passed me, he didn’t even spare me a sideways glance.On the day we moved into the apartment, I carried all the heavy suitcases up to the fifth floor myself, trip after trip.When I pushed the door open, this was what I saw:Xavier mopping the floor for Lydia in the room, Lucas organizing her wardrobe, Victor wiping the window glass for her.And Lydia, wearing soft pajamas, sat on the spacious big bed
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