Shan was shivering, trying to breathe. Somehow, he ended up in a toilet once more, puking his guts out, while Yitian was caressing his back.
"What happened?" he asked, but Shan was on one more round of greeting his breakfast. When he was done, he sat next to the toilet and took the bottle Yitian was giving him, he gurgled some of it and flushed it into the toilet.
"Sorry," he said and breathed out, tired from it.
"No problem. I'm used to it. So, what happened?" Yitian asked once more. Shan didn't know how to say it, but they already knew half of it so he could actually say the rest.
