Chu Yun shook off Chu Hean's fingers, who didn't seem surprised by his dismissiveness.
"Have I ever done something to warrant this?" Chu Yun asked, looking into his brother's eyes and searching for any sign of that terrible wound he might have left to now deserve his younger brother's hatred.
Unexpectedly, Chu Hean smiled sadly, his peach blossom eyes brimming with tenderness. "Again, you seem to think this is all about you."
"What am I supposed to think?" Chu Yun chuckled darkly. "Tell me why you're doing this."
Chu Hean's eyes narrowed and he tilted his head to the side, inspecting Chu Yun. "You're the one who said I'd have to get married one day. Aren't you happy I'm not going to be mistreated?" He smiled. "Or did you never actually care?"
"How can you..." Chu Yun shook his head, trying to get his thoughts in order before he said something that could make everything worse. "How can you not think the idea of the two of us calling the same man 'husband' is fucked up!"
