Fan Yue squatted down in front of her, took off his hat, and glared at her threateningly: “If you cry, I’ll sell you.”
Shutong: “…”
She shouldn’t have been so compassionate and tried to care for him!
Shutong stomped her foot, ignored him, and turned to walk forward.
Fan Yue wasn’t in a hurry to chase after her. Watching her annoyed back, he silently raised his lips in a smile.
It was getting dark, and Shutong was starving. There was a thin layer of snow on the ground. After walking for a while, she stopped and began to search along the roadside.
She waited for Fan Yue to catch up and then opened her arms to him.
Fan Yue pretended not to see it and walked straight past.
Shutong wouldn’t let him go. She grabbed his leg and commanded somewhat forcefully, “Fan Yue, pick me up quickly. I can’t walk anymore.”
Fan Yue shifted twice, but couldn’t shake her off. Finally, he snorted coldly and bent down to pick her up again.
Shutong leaned on his shoulder, pointed to a restaurant with a small lamp lit by the roadside, and said, “Brother Fan Yue, let’s go eat. It’s your treat.”
Fan Yue: “…”
In the restaurant, Shutong sat down obediently. Fan Yue ordered two dishes and a soup, which, along with the fragrant white rice, made Shutong’s appetite even better.
Fan Yue didn’t have much of an appetite at first, but he only picked up his chopsticks after hearing her shoveling rice into her mouth.
“Nobody said you ate too much?” Fan Yue asked her.
Shutong’s cheeks puffed out; she had no time to talk to him, so she simply shook her head.
Fan Yue chuckled lightly, “You should eat more to grow taller.”
Shutong thought that it made sense and ate even more diligently.
However, missing out on nutrition couldn’t be made up for in a short time, and overeating was actually bad for her health.
When Shutong wanted another bowl of white rice, Fan Yue stopped her, saying, “That’s enough.”
Shutong looked on expectantly, but seeing no sign of softening from Fan Yue, she could only continue drinking her soup.
As Shutong left the restaurant, she felt like she had gotten a good deal.
She didn’t even regret losing the sweet potato.
When they passed by the hospital, Shutong wanted to persuade Fan Yue to go in, even just to get his hands injured, but she swallowed her words after being glared at by his dark eyes.
And tragically, they had no way to get back.
Shutong climbed onto Fan Yue’s back and remained drowsy.
It seemed that Fan Yue took her on a night bus halfway through the journey, and they rode around on it for quite a while.
The Wang family was in complete chaos at this time.
When Wang Ling’er returned home after rehearsal, she didn’t see Shutong and assumed that she had gone to the car repair shop.
However, when Uncle Wang returned with two boys, he said that they hadn’t seen her at all.
The group searched the neighborhood but couldn’t find her, so they were frantic!
Especially Wen Shuying, who had just returned covered in sweat and had to go out again to look for someone.
The others had no choice but to follow suit.
However, they hadn’t gone far when they saw a young boy walking toward them, seemingly carrying a child on his back.
“Fan Yue!”
Wang Ling’er cried out, suddenly remembering that she had seen Fan Yue and Tongtong sitting together in the audience during rehearsal during the day. In addition, she remembered that Fan Yue had taken her home last time, so she rushed over immediately.
Sure enough, Shutong was sleeping soundly on his back.
Moreover, the boy’s coat hood was pulled backwards over her head, seemingly without any discomfort.
Wen Shuying, full of vigilance, took Shutong back from Fan Yue.
Wang Bu shoved Fan Yue: “Fan Yue, what exactly do you want?”
Fan Yue shook off his hand and ignored him.
Startled awake by the noise, Shutong struggled out of Wen Shuying’s arms and landed on the ground, explaining, “I got lost, and Brother Fan Yue brought me back.”
No one would doubt the child’s words.
Therefore, Wen Shuying and Wang Bu slightly reduced their hostility.
Wang Ling’er quickly stepped forward and said, “Fan Yue brought Tongtong back last time, too. He meant no harm.”
Wen Shuying frowned: “Last time?”
Shutong blinked innocently, while Wang Ling’er, flustered, was momentarily confused. These people didn’t seem to get along very well.
Fan Yue patted the snow off his hair, put on his hat, and ignored the group. He gave Shutong a cryptic glance before turning to leave.
However, after taking only two steps, he suddenly stopped and collapsed in front of everyone.
“My God!” Wang Ling’er rushed forward.
Uncle Wang, who had followed behind, quickly picked him up and carried him back into the house.
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