The conversation outside the hospital room ended with neither of them happy.
Bo Yanqi failed to persuade Qi Wang, and Qi Wang failed to make Bo Yanqi give up the idea.
So the pressure landed on Qi Si.
When Qi Si woke up, he was still lying in a hospital bed, while his boyfriend and biological brother stood on either side of it, staring at him with increasingly sharp gazes.
For that instant, Qi Si thought his transmigration into a novel had finally been exposed.
No exaggeration—at that instant, Qi Si had already planned the scale of his own funeral.
Yet they had made such a huge show of it just to ask him who he would be living with?
What the hell?
"Are you two..." insane?!
Qi Si swallowed the rest of the words.
"No, you're standing beside my hospital bed looking like you want to kill me, just to ask who I'll live with after I'm discharged?" Qi Si looked utterly speechless.
"This is an important question. Tell us, who will you live with?" Bo Yanqi asked Qi Si with a grave expression.
Qi Si's mouth twitched. "Are you two getting divorced?"
"What?" Bo Yanqi frowned, not understanding what Qi Si meant.
Qi Wang also looked at Qi Si in confusion.
Qi Si wiped his face, exhausted. "Doesn't it look like it? Parents getting divorced and asking their kid who he wants to live with."
He just did not know whether Bo Yanqi or his brother was the dad, and who was the mom.
"Ow!"
The moment Qi Si finished speaking, Qi Wang smacked him upside the head.
The force was just right—enough to leave him dazed, not enough to hurt his brain.
Bo Yanqi instinctively raised a hand, intending to stop Qi Wang.
But the moment his