When Fang Yu woke up, he felt like he needed to use the bathroom.
He had downed too much alcohol at the dinner table, and now his stomach burned painfully.
He sat up from Jiang Ye's warm embrace and threw back the covers to go to the bathroom. He had barely staggered to his feet beside the bed when something tugged him back by the wrist.
He froze for a while, then reached for the bedside lamp.
When he switched it on, he saw a glittering bracelet around his wrist.
Yeah, the matching kind—pure silver bracelets, one clasped around his wrist and the other around Jiang Ye's.
Well, damn.
Fang Yu was almost angered into laughter.
Who the hell carried something like that around with them?
He tugged on his hand, and Jiang Ye immediately jolted awake. He scrambled out of bed and lunged over to wrap his arms around Fang Yu's waist. Like he had just had a nightmare, his hoarse voice carried a wave of terror as it reached Fang Yu's ear.
"Don't leave me, Fang Yu. Don't leave me."
Fang Yu paused, then slowly patted Jiang Ye's head. "...I'm here."
It took Jiang Ye a long while to come back to himself. He lifted his head from Fang Yu's arms, swallowed, and let out a heavy breath. "Y-you... what are you doing? Are you thirsty?"
Fang Yu shook his wrist. "Unlock it. I need to use the bathroom."
Jiang Ye got up. "I'll go with you."
"..." Fang Yu had no way of dealing with this kid clinging to him. The little bastard was one step away from holding his dick for him in the bathroom.
After using the bathroom, Fang Yu sat on the couch and rubbed his stomach, his face a little pale.
Jiang Ye