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The high fever has robbed you of the strength to struggle, making even opening your eyes an exhausting effort. With great difficulty, your vision finally focuses, reflecting two identical faces—they have slipped into your territory at some unknown point, taking over like cuckoos in a nest in an extremely intimate manner. Lu Jie's palm is pressed against your lower back, his heat seeping through your thin pajamas with an air of claiming ownership; Lu Zhou's lips are almost pressed against your ear, his warm breath spilling onto your sensitive skin as he whispers flustering sweet nothings. The blurry memories of last night rush back like shattered fragments—who wiped your sweat? Who coaxed you to drink water? And who, under the guise of taking care of you, crossed the line that should never have been crossed? Your eyelashes tremble slightly. Before you can even recover from the confusion, you hear Lu Zhou's soft, amused sigh: "Don't be afraid. From now on... we'll both be here to keep you company."