Sister

As dusk deepened, Jiang Cheng spent the entire day alone upstairs. Fatty, worried, checked on him several times.

The bedroom door was closed, and Jiang Cheng replied that he was fine, just tired.

Hearing Jiang Cheng's voice, which sounded much more energetic than before, Fatty's mood lifted considerably.

After going downstairs, Huai Yi was relieved to hear Jiang Cheng was alright and then left in a hurry.

His younger wives were still staying at the hotel, and he was worried, eager to check on them.

Fatty was alone again on the first floor of the studio.

When Huai Yi was around, he had someone to talk to, to distract him. Now, alone, he started to overthink again.

Wang Qi, Pi Ruan, even Boss Lin's faces flashed through his mind, but this time, he forced himself not to cry.

The doctor was right; he had to be strong and stop being a burden to everyone.

"Deng."

"Deng."

"Deng."

Footsteps sounded, descending the stairs.

Fatty, sitting on the sofa, turned his head and saw the doctor coming down. "Get dressed and come with me," Jiang Cheng said as he walked towards him.

"Now?" Fatty reacted, tilting his head to look out the window.

It was already dark outside. The last time they went out at night, they encountered that bus. He instinctively refused.

"I know what you're worried about, but this time is different," Jiang Cheng paused. "It's very important."

Hearing this, Fatty immediately went to get his jacket. He knew what kind of person the doctor was; if he said it was important, it was definitely life-or-death important.

So important that being a second late leaving could lead to instant death.

"Where are you going?"

As Fatty walked towards the door, Jiang Cheng called out to him. He turned back, confused,