Yi Fan is frowning at his brother Yi Xing who seemed ignored his presence in the hospital room. “Stop frowning or you’ll get more wrinkles…” Yi Xing teased his ex-DuiZhang who has been staring at him for almost an hour from his seat.

“You think this is funny, Yi Xing? You passed out on the street, for God’s sake! If not because of that kind uncle to help you…”

Yi Xing was surprised to see the outburst from the taller man in front of him; he felt guilty already for teasing him; Yi Xing can see how worried his brother was for him. “I’m sorry, Yi Fan.” He apologized as he looked directly at the Chinese Canadian. “I have been busy lately with the almost opening of the dance studio in Beijing. You know how I am if I am distracted with work.”

Yi Fan calmed down a bit seeing the guilty on the younger man, “I know, Yi Xing; but still you need to take care of yourself more, knowing that you aren’t as fit and strong as before. You know you need to rest more for your health.”

“I promise. Don’t worry about me, ok?” Yi Xing tried to reassure the Chinese Canadian. “Are you okay, Yi Fan? You seemed exhausted and a bit pale.”

“Hey, don’t turn the situation on me.” Yi Fan glared at Yi Xing who smirked, “Probably jet lag after hours of flight plus worried like hell for my can’t-take-care-of-himself-friend-who-got-fainted-on-the-street.”

“Get out of my room, giant blond!” Yi Xing threw the pillow at the Chinese Canadian who had run out of the room before the pillow met with his handsome face.

“You know, LuHan is on his way back to Beijing now…” Yi Fan suddenly spoke up behind the magazine he’s reading while Yi Xing seemed engrossed in pile of documents in front of him.

“I told you shouldn’t tell him; he would be worried sick. He’s busy enough with his work.” Yi Xing sighed as he can picture the crazily worried LuHan hearing the news of him being hospitalized.

Yi Fan didn’t say anything as his mind kept hesitating about telling the younger man the purpose of LuHan arrival to QingDao and most importantly, the surprising guests he will soon meet with.

“Yi Fan? YI FAN!”

“Huh? What?”

“Are you listening to me or not?”

“Sorry. Listen Yi Xing, there’s something I need to tell you first. Later when LuHan…”

Kris hasn’t finished his