Li an was famished and was about to walk towards the dining table when li Hanchen pulled him back."Go upstairs."
"What's wrong, brother?" Li an thought that li Hanchen had found out that he had brought a cheat sheet for the weekly test. He was so frightened that he begged for mercy,"brother, I was wrong. I will never bring a cheat sheet again. Please forgive me."
"Shut up," he said. Li Hanchen turned around and gave li an a cold look. Li an immediately quieted down and allowed li Hanchen to take him upstairs.
Mu Sheng also followed them upstairs and went to the bedroom to find all kinds of silver needles.
After being pressed down on the sofa and being injected a few times, li an finally reacted. He asked hesitantly,"brother, I'm not sick, am I??"
Li Hanchen did not answer. He just stared at the red line on li an's neck, his eyes dark.
Li Hanchen was no stranger to this red string.
More than ten years ago, a similar red line had appeared on his neck.
