Zi Xin held Zi Xuan's small hand firmly as they walked down the quiet hallway towards their shared bedroom.
Their matching black slippers padded softly against the polished wooden floors, the morning sunlight casting long shadows around them.
Zi Xuan limped slightly, leaning a little against his brother for support. When they reached their bedroom door, Zi Xin pushed it open with his free hand, guiding his younger brother inside.
As they stepped in, they both paused, realising Mo Yuan was following silently behind them.
Zi Xin narrowed his dark eyes slightly, turning around to glare up at the tall man standing just inside the doorway.
"Why are you following us?" he asked coldly, his voice quiet but edged with annoyance.
Mo Yuan raised a brow faintly, his expression calm and unreadable as he folded his arms across his broad chest.
