He remembered how he carefully, slowly holds to the hand beside him that time, the old times. The other hand would flinch, caught by surprise at the sudden act, however, its finger would slowly pushing through the gaps, tighten their holds that even air can’t penetrate.  

He remembered how that time when the other hand hold tightly to him, he would extend his hand out in the air and bend his middle and ring finger. The man beside would curved into a smile and extend his hand out and bend his middle and ring finger too.