Old Butler Walter closed the carriage door for them, smiling and waving as the Ferris wheel began to move.
Sitting in the steady carriage, it indeed felt no different from other Ferris wheels.
However, Ren Suo's attention was no longer on the Ferris wheel.
He glanced at his hand resting on his thigh, which was now being covered by another. He couldn't help but turn to Tisrael, who sat beside him. "Brother, holding my hand like this... are you British or something?"
"Yes, I am," Tisrael nodded. "But labeling people based on nationality is an unethical form of discrimination. While I support homosexuality, I am not homosexual... yet."
"Not yet...?" Ren Suo's eyebrows twitched violently.
