Seeing Lu Zixiao approaching him angrily, Shen Qingyue hurriedly stood up and dodged to the side, knocking over two stools in his panic.
"No, no, no, let's talk it over nicely, Zixiao." Shen Qingyue rushed around the room, his throat tight. "A gentleman should use his mouth, not his fists."
"I won't be a gentleman today!" Lu Zixiao said in a deep voice, "Just treat me as a villain! Come here!"
"I can't get through!" Shen Qingyue was so scared that he lost his voice and broke out in a cold sweat, "Zixiao, calm down, we can't fight..."
"After the beating, I guess Lin Ze and the kids won't let me go."
He was so desperate that he could not even cry. He was torn between resisting and being beaten, and for a moment he did not know what to do.
Lu Zixiao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him. When he thought about the fact that Lu Jiayang had a fever because of him, a nameless anger rose in his heart and was now completely burning.
“Oh my god!”
Shen Qingyue dodged suddenly, and when he turned around, he almost had a close contact with the big wardrobe in the room. After stumbling and dodging for several rounds, he was finally caught by Lu Zixiao.
"Ah!! Damn it! Stop hitting Zixiao!"
"Brother, brother, brother, big brother! Isn't it okay for me to call you brother?"
"You can fight back. I didn't tie you up. Don't act like I'm bullying you!"
"I'm not that good at fighting! Besides, how dare I fight back? QAQ"
The two of them were fighting and dodging, chasing each other, and in the chaos they knocked over a lot of things. The loud noises they made eventually attracted everyone else.
They hurriedly pushed open the bedroom door, and the first thing that caught their eyes was Lu Zixiao grabbing Shen Qingyue's clothes with one hand and punching him with the other.
At this moment, Shen Qingyue was like a little chick, pitiful and helpless, and was about to surrender.
"Big brother! Brother Qingyue!" Xiaobao was completely shocked. "Why are you fighting?!"
Lin Ze looked at the furious Lu Zixiao and immediately understood what was going on. He rushed over, hugged his waist and forcibly separated them.
"Alright, alright, Zixiao, stop fighting and be obedient," Lin Ze advised, "Calm down, calm down, don't act on impulse."
"Who was impulsive? I wasn't!" Lu Zixiao frowned. "He bullied Jiayang until he had a fever. Shouldn't I have beaten him up?"
"But you beat him up, and isn't it Jiayang who's heartbroken?" Lin Ze hit the nail on the head. "Or are you just too heartless to watch Jiayang not even get a good rest?"
Lu Zixiao paused, snorted heavily, and turned his head away stubbornly.
Xiaobao and Lu Jiayang ran towards Shen Qingyue at the same time. The usually glamorous superstar now had a look of helplessness and regret on his face. His hair and clothes were a little messy. He tidied them up casually and then slowly stood up.
"Brother Qingyue, are you okay?" Xiaobao asked him quietly, "Did my big brother hit you hard? Are you hurt?"
"It's okay." Shen Qingyue shook his head, "I'm not hurt."
"Are you in pain anywhere?" Xiao Bao continued to ask in a low voice, "If it hurts, Brother Qingyue, you must tell me. My second brother has prepared the medicine box in case my eldest brother hurts you internally."
Hearing this, Shen Qingyue subconsciously glanced towards the door. Sure enough, Lu Ziyi was holding a medicine box and staring at him intently.
It seemed as if as long as he lay down on the ground, Lu Ziyi would fly over and rescue him.
Shen Qingyue was at a loss for words. Just as he was about to move around to prove that he was fine, Lu Jiayang grabbed his arm.
"Brother Qingyue..."
Lu Jiayang's voice was already a little hoarse, and now it was filled with tears as he murmured softly, "I'm sorry..."
As soon as he said this, Shen Qingyue's heart ached. He hugged him in his arms regardless of anything and comforted him softly: "Silly boy, why are you apologizing to me? I should be the one to say sorry. I am indeed... too unrestrained. I should have considered you more."
Lu Jiayang closed his eyes, calmed down briefly, then gently pushed him away and walked slowly to Lu Zixiao.
Like when he was a child, he reached out and grabbed the corner of Lu Zixiao's clothes, shook it flatteringly, and said, "Brother, don't be angry."
"...I'm not mad at you." Lu Zixiao glanced at him and said, "Go back to your room and lie down."
"I can't sleep even if I lie down now," Lu Jiayang coughed muffledly, "Brother, don't blame Brother Qingyue. It's not entirely Brother Qingyue's fault that we ended up like this last night."
"Brother, you will definitely understand this kind of thing. I know you care about me and are doing this for my own good, but if you keep beating and scolding Brother Qingyue, I will be very sad too."
Lu Zixiao looked at his sickly appearance and felt a softness in his heart, but he couldn't help but blame him, "How many times have I told you to protect yourself? And now you come back and I see you sick and miserable. How can I not be angry?"
"I was wrong, big brother, please don't be angry." Lu Jiayang had no choice but to use the same coquettish tactics as Xiaobao, looking at Lu Zixiao with tears in his eyes.
But for those tsundere people who are cold on the outside but warm on the inside, this trick is truly useful over and over again.
"Okay, okay, I don't blame him anymore." Lu Zixiao waved his hand, "You go back to your room and rest first, I still have a few words to say to Shen Qingyue."
Lu Jiayang hesitated and asked cautiously, "Can't I stay and listen?"
Lu Zixiao didn't say anything, but just crossed his arms and gave him a look that showed he understood.
"...Okay," Lu Jiayang said sullenly, "Then I'll go."
Xiao Bao looked at the current situation with an innocent face, then jogged to Lu Jiayang's side very cleverly and said crisply: "Let's go, Third Brother, I'll accompany you."
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