Kill Everyone You See

"Don't move too much, alright?" reminded Qing Lok as Qing Chen got inside. "Stay seated as much as possible. We'll have problems if he would ask you to walk around—"

Qing Chen chuckled. "Yes, I'll take the lead in the conversation, don't worry." Every inch of the surface was covered in green apart from the couch that they had dragged from the living room. 

"Everything will be fine," he told Qing Lok. "Remember, you're the key in the first part of this. Don't mess up."

"I got everything under control here."

"I know. I trust you." He ruffled his youngest brother's hair. "Hey, when I get back, let's talk about you getting back to school, alright?" Qing Lok looked down at his feet. "Something with computers. You seem to be really great at that."

Qing Lok lifted his head with a smile. "Yeah, let's talk about that. But first, bring back my sister-in-law. I'd hate to get a new one if she dies."

Qing Chen rolled his eyes. "She's not going to die."