There was a silence and he turned to look at the brunette and Ying Yue saw the look on his brother's face.
"When I returned to him… you knew they were just ghosts, but you never said anything. You just… None of you even told me!"
"Ghosts?" The redhead made a noise of confusion, but the brunette did not react the same.
"Yes. I knew," Han Mo turned to him with dipped brows, "Is it my fault that I wanted to be with him longer, even if he was a ghost? If I told you, the Ghost King would have stopped and I wouldn't have seen him again. Do I not get to be selfish too?!"
"…"
The room was quiet and they heard a slight whimper from the child. Xu Ling held onto his son and shushed him quietly. Ying Yue sat up and stared at his brother with deep seated eyes. He was just so tired.
"Ah Mo… you helped him."
"…"
"Han Mo," Xu Ling narrowed his eyes with a frown, "Had you?"
"I do not know what you are speaking of."
