Jiang Tiecheng felt a slight tingling in his nose and his eyes reddened a little.

Throughout his two lifetimes, he encountered very few good people. He was treated like a blood bank, constantly giving and burning himself out.

But I never expected that strangers would show me so much care.

Sometimes, what we call family is nothing more than that.

He silently pushed the lunchbox toward Chen Ruixue.

"Let's eat together, I can't finish all of this."

I was only able to defuse the bomb because I was eating at Chen Ruixue's house the whole way.

Chen Ruixue didn't recommend it at all; instead, she said frankly,

"Sure, this saves me money on food."

You just ate my steamed bun, now I'm eating your braised pork. I'm getting a great deal!

The two were happily eating when they suddenly heard a strange, sarcastic voice coming from the upper bunk.

"They act like they've done something amazing; these people are blind."

"This result is the result of everyone's hard work, so why should only he be credited?"

"They're blind. Why do they get to sleep on the lower bunk?"

Jiang Tiecheng raised his head, his sharp eyes meeting directly in the gaze of the young man sleeping in the middle bunk.

"Why? Because I defused five bombs!"

"If you want to sleep in the lower bunk, why don't you go defuse a bomb instead of spouting nonsense here!"

The young man was surprised that Jiang Tiecheng, who was usually too embarrassed to argue with others after being criticized, was doing the opposite.

He blushed and shrank back, turning his back to Jiang Tiecheng.