"What are you doing?"
"What the hell are you doing!"
Xu Zhou completely lost his composure and roared.
Xu Chao jumped at the roar. He glanced at the big leather whip in his hand, then at the man's lean, well-defined abs, and whipped up the covers to cover Fu Sichen.
Fine, he really hadn't meant to do anything at first.
He was just upset that Fu Sichen had actually kept something so huge from him.
So he had insisted that Fu Sichen tie himself up, then demanded a detailed account of how he had brought him back from his original world.
After hearing the whole story, Xu Chao had been both moved and angry, so he had pulled out the big leather whip, wanting to lash him hard.
He had genuinely only wanted to teach Fu Sichen a lesson, but faced with Xu Zhou's furious eyes, he felt inexplicably guilty.
"Zhou, you're finally here. I wasn't lying to you. Fu Sichen is dying, and I can't go on living either."
Xu Zhou's brow twitched violently. "Heh. And here I thought you meant you could die in a beauty's arms and still be a happy ghost."
Xu Chao stole another glance at Fu Sichen and blinked his big, dark eyes. "You could put it that way, too."
Xu Zhou took two deep breaths. Forget it. His little brother was an innocent, adorable baby. It was all that male fox Fu Sichen's fault for seducing him!
Xu Zhou shot Fu Sichen a vicious glare.
Fu Sichen: "..."
Once the fuss was over, they returned to the original issue.
Fu Sichen's physical condition fell within the realm of theology, not medicine.
Xu Chao knew that too, but he couldn't help harboring a tiny sliver of hope. What if? What if there was still