Bolin sighed as he sat next to Qingshan as they waited for the food they ordered. He looked around at all the people in the restaurant, who just stared at Qingshan because he was being extremely loud. He was ranting to Bolin about how much he missed Xiumin and how he wanted to hang out with him. Bolin didn't really want to listen to this at all. He wished his brother would talk to him about something normal or something.
"Qinghsan. Will you shut up?" Bolin asked with a groan. "Is all you ever talk about Xiumin?!"
"I thought you were my big brother," Qingshan said with a huff. "Shouldn't you listen to me when I'm talking about something important to me?"
"I am your brother," Bolin said with a nod, Qingshan gave him a small glare, causing Bolin to sigh. "Fine, I'm sorry. But really, all you ever talk about is him. Isn't there anything else you want to talk about?"qq
"No, not really," Qinghsan said. "I miss him. And I miss Chonglin."