The siblings supported each other as they left the hospital. Although they were a bit disheveled, the smiles on their faces were genuinely sincere.

Returning home, Luo Qianqian saw her mother hunched over, wearing reading glasses, sewing shoe insoles by the window. For some reason, Luo Qianqian couldn’t hold back her tears, which burst forth as she dropped her backpack and rushed over: "Mom!"

"Oh, be careful with the needle! This child." An Zilan looked at Luo Qianqian returning, her face lighting up with joy: "Did you think of coming back today because you’re short on living expenses? I just got some new change and was planning to send it to you."

With trembling hands, An Zilan carefully took out a plastic bag from her pocket, inside were two bright red bills, along with some scattered coins.

She directly stuffed the two red bills into Luo Qianqian’s hand: "If you’re short on money, just tell us."

"Mom." Luo Shufan spoke after seeing An Zilan give the money to Luo Qianqian, setting down his luggage and looking at An Zilan seriously: "Didn’t I say this is bad for your eyes?"

"I have nothing else to do..." An Zilan looked sheepish under her son’s gaze, but quickly saw the luggage on the floor, frowning slightly: "What’s going on? What is this?"

"I divorced her. I want to do something on my own, and I don’t want to be criticized while taking care of my own mother and sister." Luo Shufan calmly took the things from An Zilan’s hand, as Luo Qianqian helped Zilan onto the bed: "Anyway, I can make a living doing anything for you now."

"Then what about Qianqian’s tuition?" An Zilan immediately frowned. If it weren’t for her son’s wife, they wouldn’t have been able to come up with even this much money.

"Mom." Luo Qianqian quickly interrupted Luo Shufan, smiling: "Don’t you know about scholarships?"

"Alright, if you can get a scholarship, mom will make your favorite dishes." An Zilan said with a smile: "You’ve been in college for years and haven’t gotten a scholarship, though."

Luo Qianqian felt an indescribable sadness.

She’s in college; doesn’t she know how to work part-time to relieve the family’s burden? How irresponsible? She’s completely out of touch with reality, isn’t she?

"Ring ring ring..."

When the phone rang, Luo Qianqian paused for a moment before taking the phone out of her backpack. She didn’t even remember her ringtone sounding like that.

Seeing the name on the screen, she frowned deeply. Why does she have a feeling this person isn’t trustworthy?

The phone screen flashed with three large characters: Yi Muhuan.

She hesitated for a moment but still answered the call.

"Qianqian, where did you go? Don’t you know I’ve been looking for you for a long time? Don’t you know to call me?"

As soon as she picked up the phone, she heard an urgent voice from the other end, with a hint of reproach and a trace of disdain.

Was this the boyfriend? How could she have been so blind? The tone was obviously disdainful, right?

And at this moment, she felt a sudden pain in her chest, inexplicably reaching out to rub it. There was nothing there, but she felt a warmth.

"I don’t know. Goodbye." With that, Luo Qianqian skillfully hung up the phone without a care and switched it off.

Seeing Luo Qianqian’s behavior, An Zilan and Luo Shufan were a bit dumbfounded, what was going on?

"Isn’t that your boyfriend or something?" Luo Shufan frowned tightly: "Qianqian, we’re just thinking of your wellbeing. Most couples from college break up after graduation, only a few make it to the end, and..."

"Bro, I have nothing to do with him, don’t worry. You don’t have to worry about me." Luo Qianqian shook her head gently, turning to look at An Zilan: "Mom, I want to eat the noodles you make with your own hands."

"Alright." An Zilan, always obliging to her daughter’s requests, quickly clapped her hands and got out of bed.

Luo Shufan watched his sister, clearly knowing she wanted to tell him something.

"Bro, have you thought about what kind of work you want to do?"

"I plan to work for two months at a place that offers room and board. This house only has one room, and it’s inconvenient for the three of us to sleep together..." Since his sister hit puberty, he, as her brother, automatically chose not to stay in the same room. So she moved to live with mom.

"Bro." Luo Qianqian was silent for a moment, then suddenly asked: "Your divorce... did that woman not ask for anything from you?"

"No." Luo Shufan was stunned, shaking his head with a hint of helplessness: "I left empty-handed. I didn’t take anything from their family, only things I bought myself."

Watching Luo Shufan pulling out items one by one.

The long-worn long johns, the first birthday gift Luo Qianqian had given him, a pair of gloves worn to the point of having holes, the award certificate from back then...

Seeing these, Luo Qianqian was overwhelmed with mixed feelings.

In the days that followed, Luo Shufan found a job as a waiter at a nearby restaurant and worked as a driver at night, enough to support the family.

Luo Qianqian, upon her mother’s and brother’s insistence, returned to school.

But on the third day, a man stopped her.

"Luo Qianqian, what do you mean by this? Aren’t you going to give me an answer?"

Upon hearing this arrogant yet dissatisfied voice, Luo Qianqian instantly knew who this person was.

Turning around, she looked up at the person who called her, seeing a rather delicate face, but in her heart, there was only aversion, unable to muster other feelings.

Yi Muhuan.

But why is a suitor being so overbearing with his attitude?

Shouldn’t a pursuer be more humble?

The next second, Yi Muhuan walked up to her, ruffling her hair: "Don’t faint this time, Luo Qianqian, be my girlfriend, okay?"

"You..."

"In your dreams." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Before Luo Qianqian could finish speaking, she was suddenly pulled aside with great force. A man in a black casual outfit stood by her side, holding her shoulder tightly, looking down at her: "Why did you leave without saying goodbye? I went home to cook for you, and when I came back, you were gone from the hospital."

The man’s face was at a perfect angle, and his eyes seemed to twinkle like stars.

Luo Qianqian’s eyes brightened, this man really suited her aesthetic preferences.

His slightly upturned lips carried a hint of pampering: "I bought you chicken wings, eat them while they’re hot."

Luo Qianqian stared blankly at the man before her: "Who are you?"

Why did he feel so familiar? Why did she feel an urge to cry and hug the man before her?

Why did her chest feel warm?

The eyes slightly lowered, looking at Luo Qianqian gently: "Don’t you remember? Silly."

"Don’t forget me again, okay?"