Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio
After Liu Duo ran out, Ye Ling stared at the door as he lied on the bed, a look of disappointment on his face.
She was not willing to discuss the topic with him. Was it because he was so weak that he actually got sick?
“Ling, what’s up? Come, tell me,” Liu said, sitting beside him.
Ye Ling looked at him and asked, “Liu, am I particularly useless?”
“Who says so? Our brother Ling is handsome and kind, hardworking and filial. How would that be useless?” Ye Liu patted Ye Ling on the head as he spoke seriously.
He was the youngest brother in the family, born with a disability and a disease, but the brothers doted on him very much.
Whatever he requested, his three brothers would do their best to fulfill it, but Ye Ling never asked for anything, because he knew his brothers had sacrificed so much for him.
“Why didn’t Duo Er want to speak with me just now? I wanted to answer the question she asked me this afternoon and tell her that I like her, but she didn’t want to listen to me and left.”
He sadly lowered his head as he recounted this to Ye Liu.
Hearing that, Ye Liu raised his brows. He was considering a suitable time to tell Ye Ling about controlling his emotions during consummation, yet he seemed to be obsessed with the incident that afternoon.
And he said he loved Little Duo. There was no time better than the present to tell him what he needed to know.
“Ling, it’s not that Little Duo doesn’t want to talk to you. She’s just worried about your illness. Wasn’t it because of that question this afternoon that you fell ill?”
“So, she’s avoiding this topic because she cares about your health. This proves that you are very important to her.”
Ye Liu spoke to him like an intimate brother, more seriously than ever.
“Is that true? Liu, am I that important to her?” Ye Ling said excitedly. He believed Liu would not lie to him.
Nodding, Liu continued, “Of course, I would never lie to you. Also, let me tell you a story.”
Ye Ling looked on earnestly.
Ye Liu organised his words and cleared his throat, “Ling, you said you like Little Duo, right?”
He nodded. Ye Liu continued.
“And Little Duo is our wife, right? That means we will consummate our marriage, and when that happens, you cannot do what you did this afternoon. You have to learn to control your emotions. Otherwise you’ll make us worry, and you’ll be committing a sin as well. Got it?”
At the mention of “consummate,” Ling’s face reddened, but the words that came later caused his face to go pale. He had given Liu Duo quite a fright that afternoon.
When Ye Liu noticed something wrong with Ling’s face, he panicked, “Ling, don’t over-react, Just breathe slowly. Since we are her husbands, and she is our wife, we have to be together forever. You can’t have any accidents, alright? Or we’ll feel bad.”
“Ling, you wouldn’t want Little Duo and your brothers to feel bad, would you?” Ye Liu gave his brother a serious look. He definitely had to control his emotions.
After hearing all that, Ye Ling nodded, making an effort to calm his emotions.
Liu’s right. I can’t let them down. I can’t get emotional. I must control my emotions. I cannot fall ill because of a silly question, nor can I do that during consummation. I can’t fall back anytime, anyhow! I want to be together with them, always.
As he thought about it, Ye Ling exhaled deeply and inhaled slowly, one breath after another, calming his mood.
Ye Liu knew Ye Ling had understood very quickly, so he dropped the conversation.