Yu Qingchuan took another shower in Yu Qingluo's bathroom and changed into loungewear. Yu Qingluo took a quick shower too. Since he had yet to fully regain his strength, Yu Qingchuan warmed a cup of milk for him, ready for him to drink when he came out.
"Thanks, Brother." Yu Qingluo accepted the cup with both hands and slowly finished the milk.
The bed in Yu Qingluo's home was large, and the mattress was neither too soft nor too firm, making it very comfortable to sleep on.
This was the first time the brothers had slept in the same bed. It felt novel to both of them, and neither was particularly sleepy, so they started chatting.
Yu Qingluo asked, "Brother, how did Lu Shiming get there in time to save me?"
"I was painting tonight, but then I suddenly felt uneasy. It sounds a little mystical, but I just felt like something bad was happening." Yu Qingchuan couldn't tell Yu Qingluo the truth, so he could only mix truth with fiction. "Actually, I didn't know what it was at the time. Brother Yi was the one who wondered if you might be in danger. So I asked Shiming. He'd probably just passed you somewhere and remembered seeing you. I figured that whether you were in danger or not, he should go take a look. Luckily, we weren't too late."
Even as he spoke, Yu Qingchuan still felt a lingering fear. If Tang Ronglin had really gotten his hands on the Male Protagonist Shou, it would have been a devastating blow to Yu Qingluo.
But Yu Qingluo said, "Brother, I think something's off."
Although he had been terrified at the time, he remembered everything Tang Ronglin had said. His memory was excellent, so he repeated Tang Ronglin's words to Yu Qingchuan