How could he not be nervous?

Fang Chen felt his palms sweating and his heart pounding. The man’s gaze was so intense it felt tangible, as if it would burn right through him.

He licked his lips and said drily, “No… haha… You, why would I be nervous that you’re back?”

Seth’s lips curved into a smirk. With a sweep of his large hand, he pulled the man into his embrace and said slowly, “That’s right, baby. It’s not like you did anything wrong, is it?”

Fang Chen’s back went rigid, and cold sweat was about to drip down.

Seth laughed again, his voice warm. “Actually, it’s okay if you did something wrong. I won’t get mad at you, as long as you’re not hiding someone in the house.”

Fang Chen, “…”

He swallowed hard, forced a smile, and said, “Um, hubby, there’s something I want to tell you. It might be a little outrageous…”

Before he could finish, a “thud” suddenly came from the guest room, as if something had been knocked over.

It’s over…

Fang Chen squeezed his eyes shut.

Seth let out a “heh,” released Fang Chen, and flexed his wrist, his expression turning colder by the second. “We’ll talk about your thing later. It seems a rat got into the house. I need to clean it up.”

“No, Seth, listen to me…”

It was too late.

The man was like a lone wolf whose territory had been invaded. With a terrifyingly cold look in his eyes, he strode over, kicked open the guest room door, and threw a punch.

Fang Chen hurriedly chased after him.

In the blink of an eye, the two were trading vicious punches, each blow meant to cause harm. The sound of fists hitting flesh was horrifying.

The little lamb was so anxious he was about to jump. “Stop fighting, you two!”

Stop fighting!!!

But who would listen to him at a time like this?

Both men were like dragons whose treasure had been coveted by another. Neither would back down, and they looked as if they wanted to beat each other to death.

Fang Chen was out of ideas.

Finally, he closed his eyes, lowered his head, and charged between the two of them.

Two fists that were about to fly out were hastily withdrawn.

“Baby!”

“Fang Chen!”

Seth quickly pulled him over, looking him up and down. “Did he hit you?”

The teenager across from them also looked at him with an anxious face.

Fang Chen felt like his head was about to explode.

He looked up at Seth, whose lip was split and bleeding a little. Then he turned to look at the teenage Seth, whose cheekbone was red and seemed a bit swollen.

Seth’s face darkened. He turned Fang Chen’s shoulders to face him, his tone cold. “Why are you looking at him?”

Fang Chen said helplessly, “Why don’t you take a look? Look at his face. Does it look familiar?”

The man raised his eyes coldly, then paused.

He had been blinded by rage and hadn’t looked closely. Then his attention was all on Fang Chen. Only now did he carefully examine the teenager before him.

Seth frowned. “He…”

Fang Chen finished for him, “He is you. You from ten years ago.”

…

The two sat side by side on the sofa. Despite having faces that were 99% similar, each wore a cold expression and looked very unapproachable.

Fang Chen came out with the first-aid kit.

He had already given Seth a rough explanation. The man had listened without a word, his face merely growing dark.

At the sound, both of them looked over in unison.

Fang Chen froze, holding the first-aid kit.

Both were injured. Who should he treat first?

He actually felt quite sorry for Seth. The man had just finished a boxing match, rushed back on a plane, and got into another fight the moment he got home.

But the teenager next to him, who had inexplicably traveled ten years into the future, was also innocent. Besides, he was the one who had told him to hide in the guest room.

As Fang Chen stood frozen, the man spoke first. “Baby, come here and treat my wounds.”

Not to be outdone, the teenager next to him looked over. “Fang Chen, my arm hurts a lot.”

Seth sneered, “Your legs aren’t broken, are they? Even if they were, you could crawl to the hospital.”

The teenager looked at him coldly. “Why should I go? I want Fang Chen to treat me. He’s my wife.”

That sentence was the trigger. The anger Seth had just suppressed flared up again. He shot up and grabbed the teenager’s collar. “Are you fucking looking to die? I’m warning you, Fang Chen is mine.”

The teenager forcefully shook him off, a cold smirk on his lips. “What’s yours is mine.”

Seeing that the two were about to fight again, Fang Chen quickly shouted, “Stop, stop, stop!!”

He slammed the first-aid kit onto the table with a “bang,” his face stern. “Now! Listen to me. You two will treat your own wounds! I’ll supervise!”

Fang Chen really did pull up a small stool and sat facing the two men. Seth and the teenager were both full of rage, but they didn’t want to make Fang Chen angry, so they could only grit their teeth and treat themselves.

Seth dabbed his lip with an iodine swab, his tone cold. “So you’re saying this kid is going to live here for a month?”

Fang Chen, “…”

What did he mean, “this kid”?

He nodded. “That’s right.”

Seth snorted. “Don’t let him stay here. Find a hotel for him.”

This time, before Fang Chen could speak, the teenager sneered first. “This is my home. I’m staying right here.”

He couldn’t take it anymore.

Why did they have to fight at the drop of a hat?

Fang Chen quickly ran over and hugged his arm. “Hubby, we really can’t let him stay outside. What if someone finds out?”

Seth clenched his jaw.

Watching Fang Chen’s actions closely, he fell silent for a few seconds, then suddenly smiled. “Fang Chen, thank you for taking me to get clothes and shop at the mall today. You must be tired after a long day.”

Seth couldn’t help but clench his fists.

While he was away, they ate together, and he even bought him clothes!!

Fang Chen looked at the two men hesitantly. “Alright then, just don’t fight anymore.”

The teenager smiled at him. “I won’t. At least, I won’t. I’ll listen to you.”

Seth, who had been sneering, immediately spoke up when he heard that last sentence. “Baby, I’ll listen to you too.”

Fang Chen glanced suspiciously at the two of them, then got up and went back to his room to shower.

The moment the door closed, the two on the sofa were instantly at each other’s throats.

Seth choked the teenager. “I’m warning you, behave yourself for a month, and the moment your time is up, get lost. Go back to where you came from!”

The teenager’s fist pressed against Seth’s chin. “So flustered. Is it because you think I’m younger and Fang Chen will like me more?”

Seth looked at him with a chilling gaze. “I don’t recall being such a smart-mouth when I was young.”

“Speaking of mouths, Fang Chen’s lips are so soft to kiss,” the teenager said provocatively. “If you had come back two days later, maybe our wife would be pregnant with my child.”

This was the first time he had called Fang Chen “wife” out loud. As the word left his lips, he felt a tingling numbness all over, a thrill that shot straight to the top of his head.

The next second, everything went dark for the teenager as Seth’s fist came flying at his face.

While still in the shower, Fang Chen heard crashing sounds from outside. He knew something was wrong and quickly wrapped a bath towel around himself and ran out.

As expected, the living room was a total mess.

The two were locked in a fierce fight.

The little lamb’s vision went dark.

Furious, he took off his slippers and threw them, one at each of them. His aim was pretty good, hitting both of them right on the head.

The two men, in the heat of battle, stopped, panting heavily.

Seth was the first to bend down, pick up a slipper, and walk over. “Baby, put your shoes on.”

The teenager cursed “old man” under his breath and quickly brought the other slipper over.

Fang Chen was about to die from anger.

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t fight! What is there to fight about?”

The two men remained silent, kneeling on the floor to put his shoes on for him.

The little lamb was so angry he wanted to kick them. “And you made such a mess of the house!”

Seth said at the right moment, “We’ll have the cleaning service take care of it tomorrow.”

He stood up and wrapped his arm around Fang Chen’s waist. “Baby, it’s late. Let’s go to sleep. I’ll dry your hair for you first.”

The teenager’s eyes were practically shooting fire. “What do you mean? You live in the same room? I don’t agree!”

Seth sneered coldly. “Who the hell are you? Do I need your permission to sleep with my wife? Get lost!”

Afraid they would start fighting again, Fang Chen quickly said, “Alright, alright, it’s so late. Let’s get some rest. Um… little brother, why don’t you stay in the guest room for now, okay?”

The teenager’s head snapped up, and he gritted his teeth. “Don’t call me little brother!”

Fang Chen blinked his bright, dark eyes, looking at him with a pleading expression.

The teenage Seth was completely defenseless against that look.

He turned his head away miserably.

Like a powerless husband in a movie, he could only watch as his beautiful wife was led into a room by another man.

Bang.

The door was closed in his face.

The teenager was like an exiled wolf cub, his hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.

His wife.

His!

And inside the room, Fang Chen’s situation wasn’t much better.

The moment the door closed, the man revealed his true colors. He grabbed Fang Chen’s waist, lifted him up, and his dark eyes fell upon him. “Good baby, you really gave me a surprise.”

“…”

Fang Chen said drily, “It happened too suddenly. I was afraid of distracting you from your match, so I didn’t tell you.”

Seth let out a cold sneer. “Baby, then let’s talk about it now. What have you two been doing these past two days? I’m so very curious.”

Fang Chen’s eyes widened. “What could we have done? I just took him to buy clothes, oh, and we had a meal. Nothing else!”

“I’m not asking about the daytime.” The man lowered his head, his nose brushing against Fang Chen’s, his lips almost touching his. “What about at night? In bed? Is there anything interesting you can tell me?”

The man’s tone was calm, but it made Fang Chen inexplicably nervous, as if a venomous snake was coiled around his neck, its fangs aimed at his veins.

He said urgently, “I didn’t do anything. I slept by myself.”

Seth looked down at him, his expression unreadable. “Is that so? Then let me check.”

“Baby, open your mouth.”

The first thing to be checked was his mouth. Fang Chen’s mouth was small, but Seth always stirred it up relentlessly. This time was even worse. He ravaged the little lamb’s mouth until it was a complete mess, red and terribly swollen. In the end, he could only keep his lips slightly parted, taking small, panting breaths.

Seth tugged at the corner of his mouth, but his eyes held none of their usual satisfaction. The ice-blue irises were like an unthawing sheet of ice.

“That kid said your mouth is very soft. Is this how you let him kiss you?”

What?

Fang Chen clutched Seth’s clothes and shook his head frantically. “I didn’t—”

Who on earth framed this little lamb!!

Seth sneered coldly, slung Fang Chen over his shoulder, and strode into the room, tossing him onto the bed.

Fang Chen was like an overturned lamb, his soft white belly exposed. He stared with wide eyes, trying his best to shake his head and defend himself.

He hadn’t let anyone kiss his mouth.

He really had slept by himself!

But the man wasn’t listening. He looked down at his little lamb, removing his tie, his watch, his ring.

Finally, he grabbed the little lamb’s ankle and dragged him closer.

“Now for the next stage of the inspection.”

The husband, returning home late to find his wife hiding a young man in the house, finally found an outlet for his suppressed rage.

The little lamb’s tears never stopped.

He felt like his butt was on fire.

The hardest part was that the teenager was staying in the guest room right next door. This was an ordinary apartment, not their manor, and the soundproofing was not good. At first, he bit his lip hard, trying not to let any sound escape.

But Seth wouldn’t let him have his way.

The man’s fingers slipped into his mouth, playing with his tongue, forcing him to let out intermittent sounds.

It wasn’t until the early hours of the morning, while the man was in the bathroom showering, that the little lamb struggled to get up. Even though his legs were trembling, he gritted his teeth and shakily made his way out.

As he pushed open the door, sure enough, the teenager wasn’t asleep at all. He was sitting on the sofa, enveloped in darkness, his back looking very lonely.

Fang Chen’s heart instantly softened.

After coaxing one, he had to come out and coax the other.

Why was this lamb’s life so hard!

“Why are you still awake…” The little lamb was embarrassed as soon as he spoke. His voice was so hoarse, it was obvious how intense things had just been.

The teenager whipped his head around and shot to his feet.

“You…” The teenager’s voice suddenly stopped. He narrowed his eyes, looking at Fang Chen’s extremely red eyes, and his face fell. “You cried.”

Fang Chen let out an awkward “Ah.”

Getting made into lamb meatballs.

Even the strongest little lamb would cry.

The teenager walked up to him eagerly. Closer, he could see more clearly. Besides the red corners of Fang Chen’s eyes, there was also his mouth, swollen from being kissed.

The teenage Seth’s gaze was instantly drawn to it, and he swallowed hard. “Your… your lips are swollen.”

Fang Chen didn’t know what he had heard, or how much. He lowered his head in embarrassment. “Do your injuries from the fight still hurt?”

“So you do care about me. I thought you only cared about him,” the teenage Seth’s voice sounded very wronged.

Except when he was trying to be kinky, Seth rarely showed weakness to Fang Chen. He always presented a strong front. Seeing the teenage Seth showing weakness for the first time, like a big dog with its head hanging low, Fang Chen’s heart melted completely.

He reached out his hand, and the teenager immediately bent his head to cooperate. Fang Chen smiled and ruffled his hair. “Did you put medicine on your wounds? Don’t make me worry, okay?”

The teenager gave him a harmless smile.

The next moment, his gaze turned abruptly cold as he looked past Fang Chen, staring coldly at what was behind him.

Seth walked out wearing a bath towel, several red marks on his muscular chest from where the little lamb had struggled and scratched him.

He looked at the two of them coldly. “Sorry, am I interrupting you?”

Fang Chen jumped in fright, spun his head around, and stammered, “Hubby…”

Seth took a deep breath, regretting that he had been soft just now. He should have made it so the little lamb couldn’t get out of bed.

He beckoned, his voice cold. “Baby, come here.”

Fang Chen instinctively started to walk over but was stopped by the teenager, who grabbed his wrist. “Fang Chen, I’m hurt. Aren’t you going to put medicine on me?”

Seth’s eyes were terrifyingly cold. “Let go.”

“Why should I let go? So you can continue to bully him?”

Hearing the teenager’s words, Seth suddenly laughed. “Bully? Little brother, if you’re so young, you should go read a few more books.”

What books?

Pornography?

Fang Chen wished he could just faint on the spot.

But the teenager held on to him tightly.

Fang Chen bit his lip and said in a low voice, “He’s hurt. I’ll just put some medicine on him, okay?”

The little lamb was pleading with him, but it was for another man.

Every bit of it was provoking Seth’s rage. He strode over and grabbed Fang Chen’s other hand. “Come back with me.”

Fang Chen’s two hands were being pulled by two different people.

There was only one little lamb. How could he be enough for two people to share?

Fang Chen looked at one, then the other, and finally said in frustration, “Why don’t you two stay here, and I’ll go stay somewhere else?”

Both men glared at him fiercely.

“…”

In the end, there was no other way. Seth watched as Fang Chen applied medicine to the teenager, and the moment it was done, he immediately carried him back.

That day was more eventful than a whole month.

Finally, lying in bed, the little lamb didn’t even have time for more thoughts. The moment his head hit the pillow, he fell into a deep sleep.

Even his dreams that night were of a grassland where two wolves viciously pounced on each other, while a soft little lamb ran around in panic.

He slept so soundly that when he finally woke up, it was already almost noon.

The little lamb’s sleepy brain slowly started to turn, and he suddenly remembered the situation at home.

Two Seths!!

Please don’t let them be fighting again!!

He struggled to get up, but after a whole night, his waist was sorer and his legs hurt more. He tried twice, then flopped back down softly.

Not two minutes later, the door was pushed open.

Both of them walked in together.

Fang Chen lifted his head to look. Thankfully, there were no new injuries on their faces. They probably hadn’t fought.

Seeing him awake, Seth smiled. “Baby, have some water first.”

This was Fang Chen’s habit, to drink a glass of warm water after waking up. The man helped him up, held him in his arms, brought the cup to his lips, and coaxed Fang Chen to drink half of it.

The teenager stood by the bed watching, watching their intimate gestures, as if they had spent thousands of mornings just like this.

Seth didn’t even look up, but the corner of his lip curled up imperceptibly.

That was himself.

How could he not know what he was thinking.

You’re going crazy with jealousy, aren’t you? You’re dying to pounce and snatch him away, aren’t you?

But so what?

So what if it’s the him from ten years ago?

The little lamb was his.

Seth would never give him up to anyone.

Not even his past self.

After drinking the water, Seth lowered his head and kissed Fang Chen’s cheek. “I made porridge. Get up and have some.”

Fang Chen had almost forgotten that another person was standing by the bed. He whined coquettishly, “I’m sore all over.”

Seth lowered his head and kissed him again. “My fault. I’ll give you a massage after you eat.”

He picked up the clothes beside him and coaxed Fang Chen into letting him change him. Not to be outdone, the teenager grabbed the socks and knelt by the bed to put them on for Fang Chen.

The two of them served the little lamb together.

As Seth buttoned his shirt, he took the opportunity to hold his hand and kiss his fingers.

The teenager watched with burning eyes.

He looked down at Fang Chen’s feet, small, white, and soft. Thinking of the man’s actions just now, he suddenly felt his throat go dry. He couldn’t help but lower his head and touch his lips to Fang Chen’s toes.

He… he kissed them!

Fang Chen’s feet were sensitive. The sudden spray of hot breath was ticklish. His body reacted instinctively, and he kicked forward twice, his foot kicking right into the teenager’s face.

Seth had initially smirked sarcastically, but when he looked up, he saw the teenager’s face being kicked by the tender white foot, and he was taking the opportunity to plant kisses on the sole of his foot.

Seth’s smile instantly vanished.

Fuck.

What a dog.

Fang Chen was very ticklish from the kisses. He struggled for a bit before pulling his foot back. His round eyes stared at the teenager. He never would have imagined that the teenager would do something so shameless!

Stinky Seth, so you were a pervert since you were so young!

The little lamb was a bit angry. “How could you… how could you do that…”

Seth wrapped his arm around Fang Chen’s waist and glanced over coldly, his voice dripping with sarcasm, “So young, and already learning bad things.”

The teenager didn’t even look at him, only looking at Fang Chen eagerly. “I missed you so much. Did you sleep well last night?”

Seth wanted to kick him out. He said coldly, “Don’t you worry. He always sleeps very well by my side.”

The little lamb said sternly, “No fighting first thing in the morning!”

It was like he was running a Seth kindergarten, and Teacher Lamb’s job was to be a peacekeeper from the moment he opened his eyes.

After getting dressed, Fang Chen would normally have held out his hands for the man to carry him to wash up. But today, thinking about the added teenage version of Seth, Fang Chen struggled to get up by himself.

Forget it. Otherwise, they’d start fighting over it again.

After washing up, breakfast was already laid out on the table. Seth had made it all that morning.

“Fang Chen only likes to eat what I make.”

Hearing this, the teenager crossed his arms and said coldly, “In the future, I’ll cook better than you.”

Seth sneered, “Then we’ll talk when your ‘future’ comes.”

The war between the two instantly died down when Fang Chen came over after washing up, and they temporarily maintained a superficial peace.

It seemed that at some point, the two had reached a consensus not to argue in front of Fang Chen.

They had to keep up the act.

Fang Chen sat at the dining table eating breakfast. Seeing that the two were relatively peaceful, he breathed a small sigh of relief.

Seth put a small steamed bun in Fang Chen’s bowl and said with a smile, “Didn’t we agree to go to the aquarium today? Let’s head out after we finish eating.”

The teenager next to him was still struggling with his chopsticks. He immediately looked up at the words.

Fang Chen hesitated too.

He had originally been very much looking forward to this trip to the aquarium. It was a newly opened one in New York, and they had agreed to go together after Seth’s match was over.

But now…

The little lamb bit his chopsticks and said in a small voice, “Then what about him…”

Seth glanced at the teenager and said flatly, “People without an identity should just stay home obediently.”

The teenager secretly clenched his fists, but he showed nothing on his face, only glancing at Fang Chen before looking down, appearing very lonely.

It was too cruel for the two of them to go out and have fun, leaving the teenager at home all alone.

Fang Chen looked at Seth pitifully. “Don’t leave him at home alone. Let’s all three go together.”

Seth looked up, his eyes dark.

“Baby, not everything can be done by three people. Have you really thought this through?”