Pulling up the quilt for Luo Yuqi, Luo Yuming picked up the bowl on the ground and left. Luo Yuqi lay quietly on the bed, staring at the ceiling. What kind of outcome should they have?
Not long after, when he wanted to close his eyes and sleep, the door opened. Luo Yuming tiptoed back in, lifted the quilt on Luo Yuqi, and lay down beside him, just like when they used to sleep together as kids. The only difference now was that he propped his head up, quietly watching him.
"Brother, Lan Lian and I are just friends. My marriage with her..."
"Don't say it!" The person who had originally closed his eyes suddenly opened them, his eyes filled with lightning as anger flared up. Later, he simply turned around and lay facing away.
Not knowing what kind of medicine Luo Yuming had given him, several days had passed, and his body still felt weak. This made Luo Yuqi very upset, but he couldn't muster any anger, so he could only occasionally shout to vent.
