TTPAC [QT] Chapter 62.1

Fan Yue had a fever.

Aunt Wang used to be a nurse, so she quickly used physical methods to lower his fever, gave him some medicine to swallow, and carefully treated the injury on his finger joints.

Fan Yue spent the night in the guest room. Shutong watched him by the bed for a while. She wanted to take her handkerchief back from his hand, but even unconscious, he held on tightly, so she let him.

The system said that Fan Yue’s mother was a kind person. She helped two little beggars on the street, but they targeted her. The two beggars not only robbed her, but also killed Fan Yue’s mother and Fan Yue’s younger brother before escaping. Fan Yue witnessed this scene with his own eyes.

Although the system could only provide these few sentences, Shutong felt a chill run down her spine.

How much psychological trauma must this have caused Fan Yue?

Shutong returned to the small room and met Wen Shuying and Wang Buyou’s gaze. She immediately pretended to be stupid and hugged them.

“Brother, I’m so sleepy…”

When his younger sister acted coquettishly, Wen Shuying couldn’t resist her. However, Wang Bu still maintained his composure. He pulled Shutong from Wen Shuying’s arms, made her sit on a small stool, and began his interrogation.

“What’s going on between you and Fan Yue?”

Wen Shuying frowned, bumping his arm lightly. His tone was too harsh; what if he scared Tongtong?

She was still a child!

Wang Bu: “…”

She’s no ordinary child!

She’s someone who’s been commissioned by a magazine to write articles!

But Wen Shuying always treats her like a three-year-old idiot.

Shutong slowly recounted her encounter with Fan Yue on the street last time and also described the two strange men who had been following her.

Wen Shuying and Wang Bu’s expressions changed drastically.

Finally, he gave the order, “You are not allowed to go out alone next time.”

Shutong: “…” In the end, she still dug her own grave.

The next morning, Shutong was the first to get up. She went to wash up and then went upstairs to see Fan Yue.

Fan Yue was already awake, sitting on the edge of the bed, seemingly somewhat dazed.

Seeing Shutong walk in, he glanced at her, his chapped lips moving slightly, “Liar.”

Shutong knew that he was referring to what happened last night.

However, that was the reason that everyone could accept most quickly, so she thought that it was no problem.

Shutong sat down on the small stool in front of him.

“Are you still feeling unwell? I thought you were going to have a brain injury from the fever.”

Fan Yue braced himself on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes flashing as he looked down at her and asked, “Did you also get brain damage from the fever last time?”

Shutong tilted her head and thought for a moment, “It’s okay, I’ve been sleeping in a daze the whole time, so I don’t feel uncomfortable.”

In fact, it was thanks to the system that her fever subsided quickly; otherwise, she would have definitely died from the fever.

Fan Yue pursed his lips and, after a long while, he said, “I want to drink water.”

Shutong glanced at the small table to the side, where the kettle was. She got up, clumsily poured him a cup, and handed it to him with both hands.

After Fan Yue’s hand injury was treated, it wasn’t as gruesome anymore; he was just a little stiff when holding the cup.

Shutong hadn’t been in the guest room for long when Aunt Wang arrived.

She took Fan Yue’s temperature again and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that his fever had subsided.

“Young people are physically strong, but you still need to be careful not to catch a cold again.”

Fan Yue lowered his head and said, “Yes, thank you.”

Shutong looked at him in surprise. Ah, so he could say thank you.

Aunt Wang: “It’s nothing. But where do you live? We didn’t have time to tell your family last night because you were unconscious. I was afraid they would worry.”

Shutong swallowed hard and moved aside.

Fan Yue paused for a moment, his tone still indifferent, “No one’s home.”

Aunt Wang was about to ask where they had all gone when she noticed the veins bulging on his hand gripping the edge of the bed, clearly indicating that he was suppressing his emotions.

She instantly understood what was going on, so she skipped the topic and said directly, “Auntie will go prepare breakfast first. You can rest for a while longer. I heard from Ling’er that you have rehearsals today. Old Wang can drive you there later; it’ll be more convenient.”

Fan Yue raised his head slightly, and there was still a clear handprint on his left cheek. Aunt Wang had applied it to his face last night, but it didn’t help.

Aunt Wang walked out of the room and sighed, “Poor child…”

Passing by her daughter’s room, she went in, pulled her up without any ceremony, and said, “Ling’er, you need to pay attention to Fan Yue. You two go to the same school. Have you heard that he’s being bullied?”

Wang Ling’er had just woken up, and her head was buzzing when she heard this.

“Huh? Who at school can bully him? It’s always him who bullies others!”

Aunt Wang poked her forehead: “What are you talking about? Didn’t you see his injuries?”

Wang Ling’er was speechless.

She had no idea how Fan Yue had gotten himself into such a mess.

However, she had heard that Fan Yue was not well-behaved outside of school and often got into fights with thugs, usually beating them until they cried for their parents. Could it be that they accidentally hurt him this time?

That was the only conclusion Wang Ling’er could draw.

“Get up quickly! Tongtong is already up, and you’re still sleeping!” Aunt Wang muttered as she walked out.

Wang Ling’er was speechless: “Fine, you’re just liking other people’s kids. I’m not new anymore, it’s normal to fall out of favor…”

Aunt Wang slammed her hand on the table and threatened, “Get up now! What are you nagging about?”

Wang Ling’er: “…” I might as well cry!

 

 

 

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