Yingqu Liuzi was pampered by her wealthy daddy.

Xize was awakened by a thud in his chest.

Before he even opened his eyes, he felt something crawling from his abdomen toward his chest, each movement very light, like a small animal climbing over a mountain.

He reached out and touched it; his fingertips touched something soft and warm, made of fabric, with hair.

He opened his eyes and looked down at his chest.

Shen Yu'an sat on him, about fifteen centimeters taller. He was holding onto the buttons of Xize's pajamas to steady himself. When he saw that Xize was awake, he loosened the buttons, clapped his hands, and looked up at him.

"Daddy, you're finally awake." Shen Yu'an's voice was a little louder than usual.

Xize propped himself up and sat up.

Shen Yu'an slipped from his chest to his thigh because he didn't hold the button properly. Xize reached out and caught him, holding him with both hands and placing him flat in his palms.

"...Baby, why have you gotten so small?"

"I don't know either. I've been awake for over an hour."

"Have your pajamas gotten too small?"

Shen Yu'an looked down at the light blue pajamas she was wearing: "I don't know. I was like this when I woke up. The pajamas shrank along with me."

Xize looked at him sitting in the palm of his hand; his whole body was smaller than one of his hands.

His thumb gently touched Shen Yu'an's hair, the pad of his finger resting on the top of his head. Shen Yu'an's head looked very small next to his thumb. His hair was still soft, and it bounced back after being pressed down by his thumb.

"Are you going to work today?" Shen Yu'an asked.

"I'm going."

"Take me with you."

"Take it to the office?"

Shen Yu'an stood in his palm, arms crossed, looking up at him angrily: "You can't leave me home alone, I can't even reach the fridge."

Xize paused for two seconds, then placed him on the bedside table, lifted the covers, and got out of bed to wash up.

Shen Yu'an sat on the edge of the bedside table, his legs dangling and swinging. The pant legs of his pajamas rode up a bit because of his sitting posture, revealing his ankles.

He watched Xize brushing his teeth in the bathroom, the white trim of his pajamas collar softly clinging to his neck, a small section of his collarbone peeking out from the collar.

While Xize was changing clothes, Shen Yu'an sat on the bedside table watching. After Xize finished putting on his shirt and started tying his tie, Shen Yu'an said, "Daddy, could you bring that jacket with the bigger pockets today?"

Xize glanced at him sideways, then turned around and took out a jacket from the closet; the inner pockets were noticeably deeper.

He walked to the bedside table and bent down. Shen Yu'an stood up, reached out and held onto the edge of the pocket, and climbed inside.

He crouched at the bottom of the pocket, head tilted back, the white edge of his collar pressed down by the edge of the pocket and then bounced back.

After getting in the car, Xize took him out of his pocket and placed him on the passenger seat. He didn't let the driver drive today.

Shen Yu'an sat with his legs together, and the pant legs of his pajamas rode up a bit as he sat, revealing most of his calves.

He turned his head to look at Xize's profile as he started the car, and after a while he moved to the side, leaning against Xize's thigh, reaching out to hold Xize's trousers, his face pressed against the outside of Xize's thigh.

The fabric of the pajamas brushed against Xize's pants, making a very soft rustling sound.

Xize glanced down at him: "Baby, sit still."

"I'm seated."

"The seatbelt won't fasten."

"Then it can't be tied."

Xize freed one hand and touched the top of Shen Yu'an's head. Shen Yu'an's hair was pressed down by his fingertips and then bounced back.

He pulled back to the steering wheel and drove towards the company.

After arriving at the office, Xize took him out of his pocket and placed him on the desk.

Shen Yu'an stood on the table, her light blue pajamas looking very soft in the morning light, the cuffs of her trousers bunched up at her ankles because of her previous posture, revealing her toes.

He took a few steps, the fabric of his pajamas swaying gently with each step.

Xize sat in his office chair, looking down at him, then poured a small sip of his tea into the lid and placed it in front of Shen Yu'an.

Shen Yu'an squatted down, holding the edge of the cup lid with both hands. His pajamas slipped a little to his shoulders because of his movement, revealing half of his collarbone.

He lowered his head and slowly drank his tea. Xize reached out and pulled back the collar that had slipped off his shoulder. His thumb pressed against his shoulder through the thin fabric, the touch soft and warm.

When Xize held a video conference in the morning, Shen Yu'an sat on the table next to a stack of documents, leaning against a pen holder.

The pajamas hung softly on his body; the fabric was so thin that you could see the outline of his body underneath.

He hugged his knees, rested his chin on them, and showed a small portion of his legs.

Xize reached his hand onto the table, his fingertips touching his back, and gently patted him twice through the fabric of his pajamas, then tugged at his pants.

During the lunch break, Xize ate a sandwich and broke off a small piece of chicken, placing it in front of Shen Yu'an.

Shen Yu'an sat up, picked up the chicken and ate it. His fingers got a little sauce on them, so Xize took out a tissue and wiped them clean for him.

After wiping his fingers, he put down the tissue and noticed that the neckline of Shen Yu'an's pajamas was crooked, revealing more of her collarbone than before, with the edge touching the hollow of her collarbone.

He reached out and straightened his collar, his fingertips brushing against the edge of his collarbone. Shen Yu'an glanced down at his own collar but didn't flinch.

When the meeting was held in the afternoon, Xize left Shen Yu'an in his office.

Shen Yu'an sat next to the stack of documents for a while, then stood up and sat on the edge of the table, dangling his legs.

He swung his legs and looked at the clouds outside the window for a while, then looked down at the movement of his toes.

The curtains rustled in the wind, causing the corner of a folder on the table to flip a page, making a sound softer than a finger being touched.

When Xize returned in the evening, he opened the door and saw Shen Yu'an sitting on the mouse pad, looking down and drawing lines on the mouse pad with his finger.

Hearing the door open, he looked up, stood up, straightened his clothes, and stood barefoot on the edge of the mouse pad.

He opened his arms towards Xize, as if welcoming someone returning home after each day's end. Xize stopped at the table, looked down at him for a few seconds, bent down, picked him up, and put him deep into his pocket.

After returning home, Shen Yu'an sat on the sofa, and Yu Ting came over and circled around him twice.

Shen Yu'an reached out and touched the tip of Yu Ting's ear. Yu Ting sniffed the cuff of his pajamas, took two steps back, and lay down. Xize sat down next to him, turning to look at him.

"Are you going to change your clothes tomorrow?" Xize asked.

Why?

"The neckline is too loose."

"But this is the only outfit I can wear right now."

"I bought it for you."

Shen Yu'an glanced down at his collar; the edge of his shirt was indeed turned up, exposing the skin below his collarbone. He looked up at Xize: "So, are you taking me to work tomorrow?"

"bring."

"Then I'll wear this one. The loose neckline will keep me cool."

Xize glanced at him but didn't reply.

The sky outside the window was darkening. Shen Yu'an sat on the sofa, surrounded by the warmth of the room, quietly.