"Sigh, this person has been gone for three years..." Ye Fan sighed and took another sip of the tea he had brewed.
For the past three years, he has been the one covering for Zhou Ping and Shang Yan.
During this time, Shang's parents and Shang Qingqian came to ask him where Zhou Ping and Shang Yan had gone, and his third uncle also came to ask.
What else could Ye Fan do but reveal some of the details, and after much persuasion, she managed to convince the two people's families.
Reaching out to turn a page of the book, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes. The bookstore's business had never been very good to begin with, but ever since Ye Fan put the test papers and questions on the bookshelf, most of the customers were parents.
It's summer vacation now, and the bookstore is unusually quiet; hardly anyone comes here.
Ye Fan visits the bookstore whenever he has free time.
When Zhou Ping and Shang Yan asked him to watch the shop, they gave him a spare key.
After the two people left, Ye Fan took it upon herself to look after the bookstore.
Dududu rode his yellow bike past the bookstore.
After delivering two more takeout orders, Lu Wuwei parked his beloved yellow electric scooter in front of the bookstore.
Upon entering, I saw Ye Fan leisurely drinking tea and reading a book.
"Commander Ye seems to have a lot of free time," Lu Wuwei said as he walked in and poured himself a glass of water.
Seeing his travel-worn appearance, Ye Fan pulled up a stool for him to sit on. "The Heavenly Court has been established, and the younger generation has grown up. Olympus, Sun City, and Asgard have been destroyed one after another, so I naturally have more leisure time."
Lu Wuwei sat down next to him. "You've been running this bookstore for a while now. How much do you earn in a month?"
Ye Fan's expression stiffened, and he coughed lightly, somewhat awkwardly, "Why don't you deliver food for two days?"
Lu Wuwei: ...
"It's only because Zhou Ping has a good temper that you've managed to run the bookstore like this. You can't even earn four hundred yuan a month."
If they relied on bookstores to make a living, wouldn't they be starving?
Ye Fan awkwardly took another sip of tea. "You can't say that. At least I've brought some life to the bookstore..."
Lu Wuwei: ...
He had reasonable grounds to suspect that the shop's poor business was because Ye Fan was there.
"By the way, where is he? I haven't seen him lately," Lu Wuwei asked, then added, "Is he in seclusion again?"
Ye Fan nodded. "He's in seclusion. He said he won't come out for a few months."
Lu Wuwei nodded in agreement, as if it were common for him to be in seclusion; he was in seclusion year after year without fail.
Lu Wuwei had only been sitting for a short while when his phone notified him of another order. He hurriedly got up, walked to the door, and waved to Ye Fan, "I have to go deliver food. You stay here and watch the shop. See you later!"
After saying that, he got on his yellow bike, turned on the ignition, and sped off in a cloud of dust.
Ye Fan watched Lu Wuwei ride away on his electric scooter, then lowered his head to read his book again.
"I read 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber' today, I'll find another one to read tomorrow," he said leisurely.
"Sigh, I wonder when Zhou Ping and Shang Yan will return..."
The bookstore door clicked open, and someone pushed open the glass door and came in.
Ye Fan didn't even look up before saying, "Lu Wuwei, you finished delivering the food so quickly? That's fast..."
As he finished speaking, Ye Fan froze, then immediately looked up at the doorway.
He sensed a different aura, an aura that did not belong to Lu Wuwei.
A young man in black was carrying large and small bags, with another young man with dark hair dressed in somewhat cumbersome clothes on his back. He was looking at Ye Fan, who was drinking tea, against the light.
A smile appeared on the young man's face. He greeted Ye Fan against the light, "Long time no see."
"You're back." Ye Fan had imagined Zhou Ping's return many times.
This scene perfectly matched the picture he had imagined.
It was a leisurely afternoon, and the warm sunlight shone on the street.
A man who had been away for a long time, accompanied by his lover, pushed open the door of the bookstore and greeted himself, who was watching over the store.
Ye Fan was somewhat dazed.
Zhou Ping nodded slightly. "Yes, everything went relatively smoothly, and we found the person."
After regaining his senses, Ye Fan quickly stepped forward to help remove the bundle from Zhou Ping's body. He took a closer look at the sleeping black-haired youth and asked with some doubt, "Is he still asleep?"
"Why does he look a little different now than before..."
Zhou Ping nodded slightly, put his index finger to his lips and shushed him, signaling Ye Fan to speak softly so as not to wake him up.
After gently putting Chu Changliu down in the second-floor bedroom, he turned around and went back downstairs to the first floor, where he talked with Ye Fan.
“His original body disappeared when his life essence was exhausted... and what has returned with me now is his original form,” Zhou Ping explained.
Ye Fan nodded thoughtfully. No wonder his appearance seemed a little different from before.
"So how should we call him now?" Ye Fan asked.
“He said either way is fine,” Zhou Ping said softly.
Chu Changliu didn't care much about how others addressed him, so he didn't emphasize it in any particular way.
"Thank you for your help these past few days, even taking the time to help us with the shop," Zhou Ping said to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan waved his hand, "It's too formal to talk about this. Besides, your bookstore doesn't have much business, it's quite quiet."
Zhou Ping:......
There's hardly any business here anymore. When he and Chu Changliu were here, business was booming!
Reasonable suspicion is Ye Fan's reason.
Ye Fan picked up the thermos and asked with some concern, "How is he doing? He seems to be asleep again?"
“Good, he should be fully recovered in a while.” Zhou Ping explained to Ye Fan a few more words, “His divine essence has just been regenerated, so he will sleep more, but he is in much better condition than before.”
Ye Fan nodded and patted Zhou Ping on the shoulder, "Now that you're all back, go home and visit. Your third uncle has been coming to see me a lot lately, as have Shang's parents..."
"Even Qi Ye and Wang Mian asked me if you could send a message back to everyone after you've seen your parents and let them know you're safe." Ye Fan hadn't expected Zhou Ping to make such great progress; he hadn't realized that so many people cared about him.
He felt very gratified about this.
After explaining a few things to Zhou Ping, Ye Fan picked up his thermos and prepared to leave.
He handed the spare key back to Zhou Ping, saying, "Now that you're back, I'll be leaving now."
Zhou Ping saw him to the door. "Okay."
After watching Ye Fan leave, he took out his phone from his pocket.
His phone, which had been without internet access since he entered the fog, finally connected to the internet at this moment.
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