Not long after Xie Jingcheng left, the driver who delivered the local specialties to Yu Ci at the school returned, carrying a bag of things that Yu Ci had given him.

Chaochao curiously opened the package and found it to be Ultraman cookies with a rich milky flavor, along with matching monster cookies.

Yu Ci originally planned to have the cookies delivered to the gatekeeper after class, but Huo's driver happened to be there, so she asked him to take the cookies back with him.

"Waaaaah, Brother Yu Ci is so nice..."

Touched, Chaochao hugged the bag of cookies and silently took another apricot from her share.

After savoring an Ultraman cookie, Chaochao presented her first monster cookie to her dear father.

Huo Qin took it and casually asked, "Why is it a monster?"

Chaochao's little face was sincere and earnest, shining with a mysterious belief: "Daddy, don't worry, you are the most handsome and powerful monster."

Huo Qin: ...Is this monster really necessary?

That night, Chaochao lay on her bed looking at the orchid photos that Yu Ci had sent.

The orchid leaves are still lush and green.

However, of the five or six orchids that were in full bloom, only one remains.

Chaochao stared at the delicate white orchid on the screen.

In a flash, the image of another small white flower flashed through my mind.

Ah! Her gardenias are still with Brother Yu Shen!

She propped herself up and sat up.

I wonder if Brother Yu Shen is still at Grandpa's house.

Could she have already left with Uncle Pei?

Chaochao's little eyebrows furrowed in melancholy.

I wonder if the young man's illness has improved...

The next morning, Chaochao dragged her family, including Huo Qin and Tutu, to the old house.

The subtle, somber atmosphere in the villa was abruptly broken the moment Chaochao returned home.

Sitting in the hall, Old Master Huo looked at Huo Qin, who was completely under his control, and chuckled smugly.

So what if you moved your luggage away overnight? You still came back.

With an indifferent expression, Huo Qin chose to ignore the situation.

He simply nodded slightly and went up to the second floor.

"Grandpa, I'm here!"

Chaochao rushed over and hugged the old man sweetly.

"Oh, Chaochao's here! Did you have fun outside? Do you like the sea? When would you like to go on a beach vacation with Grandpa?... Hmm, but we'll have to wait a bit, the house isn't finished being renovated yet..."

Grandpa Huo smiled and hugged the little dumpling, his mind filled with ideas on how to kidnap Chaochao and start a wonderful vacation.

After answering the old man's questions one by one, Chaochao looked up and asked, "By the way, is Brother Yushen still here?"

Chaochao was conflicted. She hoped that her brother Yushen would get better and go home with Uncle Pei and the others, but she also hoped that her little brother could stay at Grandpa's house and play with her.

It is there, of course, but...

Old Master Huo gave a look to the servant beside him.

The maid understood and stepped forward respectfully to explain, "Miss Chaochao, Young Master Pei was accidentally injured a few days ago, but he is now fine and resting."

The maid spoke casually, but the lighthearted atmosphere in the hall momentarily faltered.

Everyone else present understood without saying that the situation was incredibly dangerous.

The night before last, which was the last night of the live broadcast, Pei Yushen suddenly experienced hallucinatory pain, spasming and trembling uncontrollably.

When the nanny heard the noise of the fall inside and rushed in to check, her face turned pale instantly.

The boy collapsed to the floor, convulsing, his jaw clenched, a suppressed growl escaping his throat like a trapped beast, while a sharp needle was plunged into his leg...

Fortunately, she reacted quickly and shouted for the other servants on night duty to help control the boy who was in so much pain that he almost lost his mind. Just a little bit more and those needles would have been stuck into his neck!

Even the old man, who had fallen asleep long ago, was disturbed and stood at the door for nearly half an hour.

Doctors and their entourage filed in, and medical equipment was pushed into the room to monitor the boy's vital signs until two or three in the morning before the situation completely calmed down.

The caregiver had heard that patients with bilateral paralysis sometimes experience hallucinatory pain, but she never expected...

Seeing Pei Yushen faint from the pain in the end, she felt a mix of emotions.

The teenager, who was emotionally agitated and out of control, lay in bed all day, refusing to eat, drink, or speak. The only sound in the room was the beeping of the monitoring system.

Consciousness drifted in chaos, and after an unknown amount of time, Pei Yushen's eyelashes trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his pair of dull, gray eyes.

The pain, sometimes like being devoured by thousands of insects and sometimes like hundreds of steel needles piercing the flesh, seemed to have disappeared, and the legs fell back into a numb state of ignorance and insensitivity.

A pale, thin hand was raised and placed over the eyelids.

He was tired.

I'm really tired.

Trying to dissuade them from their persistence only resulted in wasting my own time and becoming a hideous, inhuman creature.

A weak, self-deprecating smile slipped from beneath her half-hidden eyes.

for a long time.

Having regained some strength, he propped himself up and sat in his wheelchair, casually pulling open the heavy, tightly closed curtains.

My peripheral vision suddenly stopped when it swept across the lower left corner of the glass.

The stone that had been there for several days was gone.

Pei Yu remained silent for a few seconds before indifferently looking away.

It's better that it's lost.

When he pushed the wheelchair to the foot of the bed, he noticed an unfamiliar object on the desk.

Pei Yu lowered his eyes to look at the white-veined jade snail, his brows furrowing slightly.

It couldn't have been left behind by a servant or doctor when they came in or out.

This is not something I would carry around every day.

Just then, the nanny knocked on the door and came in, putting down a plate of fruit. She noticed the conch shell on the table, paused for a moment, and then laughed.

"Isn't this Miss Chaochao's lucky conch shell? It seems that Miss also gave it to Young Master Pei."

Upon hearing that name, Pei Yushen raised his eyelids.

He wanted to say take it, but then he remembered that strange child, and that there was a good chance that if he lost it, someone else would be stuffed into his hands.

The gloomy boy didn't say a word in the end.

There may be other reasons as well.

The nanny left after putting down the fruit plate.

Pei Yushen's gaze initially lingered on the conch shell, but not wanting to appear overly concerned, he shifted his gaze away, letting it drift to a certain empty spot.

The room was always dull and quiet.

"Brother Yu Shen, are you looking at Senmo?"

A childish, innocent voice rang out from the side.

Pei Yushen's eyelashes trembled almost imperceptibly, and after several seconds, he turned his head away expressionlessly.

The little dumpling, who had disappeared for three days, was chewing on fruit forked from the plate while staring at him with wide, curious eyes.