A skin-thirsty episode occurred, in her brother's arms.

Xu Xingchen hadn't tidied up his own things for a long time.

As far back as he can remember, Qin Ge has always taken care of these mundane matters in his life.

Often, even the clothes he would wear the next day were prepared in advance by Qin Ge and placed by his bedside.

Xu Xingchen packed his things, somewhat bewildered.

He didn't know what to do.

He put the toiletries in and then took them out again.

And... clothes.

He packed aimlessly and then checked what items he couldn't bring on the plane.

What Qin Ge could usually finish in ten minutes, Xu Xingchen spent almost an hour on and still hadn't solved.

He lowered his eyes and told himself that he had to get used to it all.

There will be many more moments like this in the future.

He sent a message to Dr. Lin via email, agreeing to participate in the drug trial and hoping that Dr. Lin could help make the arrangements, as he would be going abroad in a couple of days.

Dr. Lin replied very quickly.

Xu Xingchen lay on his bed, closed his eyes, and couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

He hadn't slept in this room much; he was familiar with the bed and the smell.

There was no trace of him, nor of Qin Ge.

The demon in his mind kept tempting him.

He's not in now.

he does not know.

It's fine.

There will never be another chance like this.

This might be the last time.

He was really thinking about it, he was going crazy.

It's just a piece of clothing, no one will know, and he won't do anything about it.

He got up uncontrollably and threw off the blanket.

He walked to the door, placed his hand on the doorknob, and hesitated for two seconds.

He desperately wanted to gain the upper hand; the idea that no one was home fueled his growing ambition.

Xu Xingchen opened the door to the room, walked to the dressing room next door, and took out a piece of clothing from the dressing room.

Almost every place they stayed had clothes for both of them. Qin Ge said that this made it feel like a home and made it convenient for them to change clothes.

Xu Xingchen could even recall Qin Ge's expression and tone when he said those words.

Vibrant and triumphant, forever etched in his memory, he truly loved Qin Ge, every stirring in his heart was because of Qin Ge.

How did they get to this point?

Xu Xingchen couldn't understand it.

He hugged the clothes and buried his head deep in them.

Unseen tears dripped into her clothes.

……

hospital.

After resolving most of the issues, Yun Ci went to the hospital.

There's nothing I can do. I owed him something in my past life, so what can I do in this life? I can only clean up his messes.

The main reason was that Yun Ci heard that Qin Ge hadn't eaten all day.

She was afraid that Qin Ge would be so angry that he would actually starve himself to death.

The special care ward at the end of the corridor was lit by a cold, white light.

Through the glass window, she saw Qin Ge in the room.

The room had clearly been the site of another chaotic battle.

Qin Ge and the others who were assigned to watch over him were all injured.

His hand was bandaged with gauze, and blood seeped through the gauze, staining it red.

Yun Ci pushed open the door.

The people in the room immediately looked over.

Those people all breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yun Ci arrive.

It was also a bit embarrassing, as so many of them were watching one person and almost failed to keep an eye on him; in the process of fighting, they even got injured.

If this gets out, it's truly outrageous.

"President Yun."

Yun Ci, "Well done. Go downstairs and apply some medicine. The medical expenses and this bonus will be doubled."

Upon hearing this news, their eyes lit up. "Thank you, President Yun."

After they left, they closed the door, leaving only Yun Ci and Qin Ge behind.

The smell of disinfectant mixed with a faint, almost imperceptible, pungent odor of blood wafted through the room.

She walked to the bedside and placed the ceramic bowl with a cartoon pattern she was holding next to the bed.

The movements were hardly gentle.

"Hey, the instant noodles you loved to eat when you were little."

It's not some expensive, nourishing soup; it's just a simple bowl of braised beef noodles.

The noodles were soaked in scalding hot broth, and a soft-boiled egg rested on top, its edges fried to a golden brown and crispy.

This is what she used to cook most often for Qin Ge when he was a child.

He ate ravenously, sweat beading on his nose, then nestled in her arms and laughed, saying that his mother's noodles were the best in the world.

Actually, Yun Ci only knows how to do this. In the beginning, they didn't hire a nanny because they didn't like having other people in the house.

When the dead man wasn't home, Yun Ci and Qin Ge could only eat instant noodles.

Yun Ci had considered doing other things as well.

However, cooking skills really depend on talent, and she worked hard all afternoon to prepare it.

After taking a couple of bites, Xiao Qin Ge pushed away all the bowls and chopsticks, saying tactfully, "Mom, my tongue doesn't really like this taste."

After eating it once, he never wanted to try Yun Ci's cooking again.

Thinking about all this, Yun Ci couldn't help but sigh, "She was so much cuter when she was little."

"Get up and eat."

Yun Ci's voice wasn't loud; she kicked the bed leg once.

"I cooked it with great care."

Qin Ge kept his eyes closed, refusing to communicate with Yun Ci in any way.

"Qin Ge,"

She called him by his full name, her expression turning somewhat cold.

"You've really grown quite capable."

"Look at all the things you've done, one by one. Where is there anything about them that makes you look like an adult?"

"Do they think they can threaten anyone by going on a hunger strike and protesting?"

"The stars will still go their separate ways. Your actions will only make you look more childish and serve no other purpose."

Qin Ge opened his eyes; his eye sockets were sunken, and his lips were dry and cracked.

Only his eyes were terrifyingly black.

It was filled with emotions that Yun Ci couldn't understand—despair, obsession, and a hint of almost insane plea.

"Mom," he began, his voice hoarse as if it had been sanded, "let me see him."

Yun Ci felt as if her heart had been pricked by a needle.

She asked, "After you meet, what will you do next?"

Qin Ge lowered his head. "I'm not doing anything, I'm just going to look at him."

Yun Ci didn't believe a word of it. "Stop pretending. You came from my belly, how could I not know what you're thinking?"

"I want to see him, let me see him."

Qin Ge grabbed Yun Ci's hand, his longing in his eyes was too obvious.

Lin Shu withdrew her hand. "I don't understand either. What are you thinking? It's not like we can't see each other for six months of training. You can contact each other anytime."

"No good brother is like you, Qin Ge."

"Think carefully about what you want."

"It's fine as it is. At least you and Xingxing will still be brothers for life, and you won't end up as enemies."

Just as Yun Ci finished speaking, a commotion arose outside the door.

Qin Siyuan somehow heard that Qin Ge was here, so he came straight to his door.

He shouted that Qin Ge was a murderer who was going to kill his own father.

Yun Ci's eyes were full of disgust as she got up and opened the door.

She didn't notice that the window behind her was open.