Hearing My Beautiful Senior Brother’s Heart

My senior brother is the greatest invalid under heaven. Beautiful, yes, but he starts panting after just a few steps, and coughs up blood at the drop of a hat. If I couldn’t hear his thoughts, I really would have believed it. [This is so annoying. I’ve been pretending to be frail for so long, Junior Sister doesn’t actually think I’m useless, does she? [Seriously, why do they keep challenging me to duels? I’m supposed to be crippled right now. Crippled! [I just want to spend some alone time with Junior Sister, aaah!] Me: “…” Still unaware that his cover had been blown, my senior brother leaned weakly against the bed, clutching his chest like a delicate beauty. “Junior Sister, I think my illness is acting up again.”