With movements that were not very practiced, Rong Zishan even tucked in the corners of the blanket for him.
"I'm not tired," Rong Xingyu finally managed to say the sentence that had been cut off earlier.
But Rong Zishan patted the blanket, as if comforting him, and said earnestly, "Fourth Brother knows you've probably been under a lot of pressure lately. That's exactly why you need to rest more, your health is the most important thing."
"…" Rong Xingyu looked at Rong Zishan helplessly.
He suddenly felt as if they were talking past each other, like chickens and ducks failing to communicate and he and his Fourth Brother were clearly not on the same wavelength.
Meanwhile, still in the living room, Rong Zhenqiao had already dialed Ding Yixin's number.
"Has Xiaoyu been under too much pressure lately from preparing for the wedding?" Rong Zhenqiao asked Ding Yixin with a frown. "Why has he started to let his thoughts run wild like this?"
