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LXI. Mr. President, We're Not On The Same Side!

"I can barely move my fingers. My hands are too cold." Dylan said in a low voice as he watch his fingers slowly folding and unfolding themselves.

"Maybe the temperature is too cold for you? Wait, I'll tell the technician to make the aircon's temperature a little higher." Ulysses was about to turn his back and head towards the in-charge of the aircon but Dylan stopped him before he could even take a step away.

"Don't! I'm not feeling cold. I'm just nervous." He forced a smile on Ulysses. But truth to be told, the temperature is a bit lower than his body could withstand. He's sensitive to cold after all. May it be in the present or in his previous life. "And you can't do that. The others might complain."

"I brought my sweater with me." He took the sweater from his bag and made Dylan wear it. Knowing Vincent by heart, Ulysses assumes that Dylan isn't comfortable with cold temperatures. "It's not that thick but it should help you feel warm." The sweater just fits

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