Going to the Toilet

That evening, Luo Ye arrived at a room.

Fan Jian said, "This is my son's room. It's empty since he went out to work, so you can sleep here."

"Okay, Uncle," Luo Ye replied politely.

But Fan Jian frowned.

Uncle?

Who is he calling Uncle?

He looked back at the room next door, which was Fan Xinya and Su Baizhou's room.

Their courtyard had three rooms in total: his and his wife's room, his son's room, and an empty room.

After he brought Fan Xinya back from Hangcheng, she moved into the empty room. Originally, if Su Baizhou had come back, she would have slept in Luo Ye's room, but since Luo Ye was here, Su Baizhou had to share a bed with her mother.

The toilet was in the courtyard, and one had to go outside to use it.

Luo Ye was still a little unaccustomed to this.

However, when in Rome, do as the Romans do. There was nothing he could do about it.

But Fan Jian didn't leave. He plopped down on the kang at the head of Luo Ye's bed and asked with a serious expression, "Kid, what do you like about my Fanfan?"

Hearing this, Luo Ye put on a solemn expression.

In front of his uncle, he dared not conceal anything.

If he came to his senior sister's house and still said he didn't like her, he could guess that his uncle would kick him out of the house the next second.

As a result, Luo Ye was incredibly nervous and didn't even pay attention to his address.

"I don't know!"

Luo Ye answered with great force. Then, seeing Fan Jian's fierce expression, he flinched and said seriously, "I can't pinpoint it, but my senior sister is truly outstanding. Whenever she's mentioned, I like everything about her."

Hearing this, Fan Jian nodded thoughtfully.

That was right, his Fanfan was indeed that excellent.

However, his sister's marriage was not happy, so as an uncle, he had to be strict about his niece's life events.

"Kid, what does your family do for work?"

"Huh? My aunt and uncle run a company, they do game software."

"Who asked about your aunt? I'm asking about your parents."

Fan Jian stared fiercely at Luo Ye.

Answering the wrong question, changing the subject, that's a big deduction.

"Parents? I don't have any."

Luo Ye said this calmly, clearly accustomed to a life without parents since childhood.

"What?" Fan Jian frowned and looked at Luo Ye in confusion.

"I don't have parents. They sacrificed themselves when I was too young to remember."

Seeing the youth's calm expression, Fan Jian was stunned.

How to make Fan Jian feel guilty in one sentence.

Luo Ye had achieved it.

As soon as he said it, Fan Jian's heart felt like it was being pricked by needles, making him extremely uncomfortable.

He also had children and was a father, so he could easily imagine his own children growing up without parents, alone...

But... no.

Fan Jian's expression became firm again.

He couldn't go soft. Fan Xinya was a lesson learned. No matter how pitiful Luo Ye was, he was still an outsider. He had to consider Su Baizhou.

His niece was excellent. He heard she was already accepted for postgraduate studies at Jiang University. Soon, their Fan family would have its first postgraduate student, and she was also beautiful. Therefore, Fan Jian had high standards for her future boyfriend.

Gaining the approval of parents like them wasn't as simple as playing the pity card.

Besides, it wasn't that he was discriminating against children without parents. Growing up in a bad family environment, their personalities were also very unique, and they easily clashed with others.

He could sympathize with others, but he couldn't put his own family members at risk.

Wait, this kid didn't say they died, but "sacrificed"? What did that mean?

"When you say sacrificed, you mean..." Fan Jian asked silently.

Hearing this, Luo Ye's mind recalled his aunt's words.

His parents didn't abandon him on purpose; they were the people who loved him most in the world.

But things didn't go as planned. Due to their identities, his father and mother had made too many enemies.

A criminal, seeking revenge, attacked the infant Luo Ye and his mother.

To protect him, both his parents sacrificed their lives.

After hearing this story, Fan Jian was moved to tears.

"You wretched criminal!"

He punched the head of the kang and then hugged Luo Ye, solemnly saying, "Child, from now on, I am your uncle, your family."

Luo Ye: ...

He's too emotional.

Luo Ye gained Fan Jian's approval.

But it was actually useless.

In this family's hierarchy, Fan Jian was only above his son; he wasn't even as useful as Da Huang in the yard.

Da Huang was an old yellow dog, raised for nearly ten years. It guarded the house and was incredibly fierce, far more useful than Fan Jian.

After Fan Jian left, Luo Ye lay on the kang, looking at the somewhat rough ceiling.

Although it wasn't as noisy as the city, it gave him a warm feeling.

Luo Ye began to recall his experiences from the day.

The fragments in his mind quickly settled on the moment on the bus when the Fairy Senior Sister leaned on his shoulder.

Thinking of this, Luo Ye tossed and turned on the kang, too excited to calm down.

Fortunately, he had finished writing the updates for his novel in the morning; otherwise, his readers would have had to make do today.

Late at night.

Luo Ye was woken by the urge to urinate.

He sat up from the bed groggily and then put on a dazed expression.

The bathroom... where is the bathroom?

Luo Ye put on his slippers and opened his room door, stepping out into the yard.

A rural night, without moonlight, could be described as pitch black.

Luo Ye couldn't see anything at this moment.

Luo Ye wandered around the yard, searching for the bathroom.

Soon, he entered a small dark room.

He couldn't find the light, so he turned on his phone's flashlight.

Looking at the small dark room and smelling the pungent odor in the air, Luo Ye confirmed this was the toilet.

After he was done, Luo Ye turned off the flashlight and walked out of the toilet.

Just then, a figure walked in, colliding with Luo Ye.

Su Baizhou let out a yelp of pain. Hearing his senior sister's voice, Luo Ye reacted quickly. He took a step forward, wrapping his arm around Su Baizhou's waist. Just as he was about to strike a cool pose, his foot suddenly slipped, and he fell.

But before he hit the ground, he pulled Su Baizhou in front of him, using her as a cushion.

"Senior Sister, are you okay?" Luo Ye asked.

"I'm fine."

Su Baizhou looked at the young man pressed against her, her tone devoid of emotion. However, in the dark night, Luo Ye couldn't see her already flushed face.

It was too dark to see anything, except for a faint glimmer in both their eyes.

They instinctively met each other's gaze, neither speaking.

Senior Sister's body was soft. She usually wore loose clothing, and only when they were this close did Luo Ye realize her figure was perfect.

He could clearly feel two rabbits being squeezed against his chest, unable to move.

Holding Senior Sister's body, Luo Ye had only one thought.

Happiness...

"Have you held me enough?"

Although Su Baizhou didn't resist, if this continued, she might faint.

For some reason, her face felt hot, and her consciousness was starting to blur.