“Ye…Xiu…?” Su Muqiu mumbled hoarsely, then coughed, blinking blearily at the man standing in shock above his bed. “…Where am I?” he finally managed to get out.
Su Muqiu wakes up from a coma, confused, to Ye Qiu blaming himself for the accident. It's good that he has such good friends, who will stick with him so that together they can regain the glory that should have always been theirs.
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