At this moment, Yu Shengan was still seriously selecting seafood at a seafood market more than two hours away. If he returned home and found that his host had left, would he go mad?
Although he had become independent and mature, and had handled almost everything these past few months—housework, taking care of his host, studying while earning money—his dependence on his host had not diminished in the slightest. Instead, he had become even better and more considerate toward her.
Su Qiao watched the scenery rapidly changing outside the car window, lifted the strands of hair covering her eyes, and sighed helplessly. "Leaving is still better than making him face death."
"He should also learn to live independently. Otherwise, how will he get by in society in the future?"
Most importantly, if she stayed any longer, she really would be exposed.
Half of her body couldn't move, she couldn't eat anything, and she slept sixteen or seventeen hours a day. Was that normal? Could that be a cold?
Even the dullest person would probably notice that something was wrong. What was more, he wasn't dull at all. He was quite intelligent.
"Then where are we going now?"
444 believed that its host wouldn't leave the plane just yet.
Su Qiao thought for a moment. "Let's find an uninhabited corner and stay there for a while."
She truly couldn't stop worrying about Yu Shengan.
"Oh, right. Erase all traces of my departure."
444 nodded helplessly. "Okay."
Su Qiao left without making a sound. At the seafood market, Yu Shengan, who was selecting seafood, suddenly felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and inexplicable panic welled up inside him.
Thinking of Su Qiao, who had been catching colds frequently lately, he hurriedly bought two boxes of seafood, then drove back.
After parking