Lu Yang seemed calm and unruffled, but if anyone dared interfere in Gu Siyu's affairs, he would retaliate a thousandfold, even at the cost of ruining his own reputation.
Gu Siyu was outgoing and carefree, yet sensitive at heart. When falsely accused of plagiarism, he could handle things rationally, step by step. But if anyone so much as touched Lu Yang, he would resolve the problem at any cost, including taking on the person responsible, even if it was his "beloved" mother.
The only person he would willingly kneel for was Lu Yang. Anyone else who tried to make him do it, whether it was his lover's father's second wife or a renowned senior in the music industry, could get lost.
"We're brothers..." Lu Yang calmly sat in the middle of the sofa and took a sip of green tea that had long gone cold.
After hearing this, Gu Siyu grabbed the cup Lu Yang had just used and smashed it to pieces.
"We're not even related by blood! Don't use that damn morality and ethics as an excuse. I don't buy that crap!"
After smashing it, he worried that Lu Yang might dock points for what he had just done. He silently crouched down and picked up the shards of glass one by one, holding them in his palm and closing his fist gently. The pain in his hand seemed to remind him that none of this was a dream.
Theme: Family seated together, lovers by each other's side
