Handsome husband, take me home

  Lu Youyou raised her head and looked at the person who handed her a tissue. It was An Bang. An Zhi's older brother.

  "Who?" Lu Youyou hastily wiped away her own tears.

  "Come on, let's go. We've all become little kittens." An Bang said with a smile. The sunny expression on his face made Lu Youyou's hesitant expression disappear in an instant.

  Lyu Youyou smiled and took the tissue handed over by An Bang, wiping away the tears on her face. Seeing Lyu Youyou's expression, An Bang's smile became even more radiant.

  "What's wrong with you guys?" Yu You sat on a bench in the park, staring at the lake in front of her and asked An Bang.

  "It's nothing. I didn't want it this way either. If anyone is to blame, it's my dad." Anbang's face revealed a hint of an embarrassed smile, making people feel uncomfortable at the sight.

  "Your dad?" Lu Youyou was a bit puzzled, unsure what An Bang meant.

  "Yes. An Zhi and I are not the same mother." An Bang gazed at the calm lake in front of him, but to Lu Youyou, his eyes were turbulent waves.

  "Would you like to tell me about it?" Lu Youyou didn't know which nerve was wrong. She actually brought up someone else's old wounds.

  "Alright." An Bang didn't look as expected by Lu Youyou. Instead, a hint of a smile appeared on his face, as if he was expressing his own helplessness.

  "There's nothing, it's just because of my dad. When he went out on a business trip, he had an affair with An Zhi's mom and had An Zhi. Afterwards, they got divorced for various reasons. Only the two of us were left, we would fight but still have feelings for each other. Although we didn't get along when we were young, I could see that clearly. But An Zhi always held resentment towards me. So I just tried not to provoke him. Even though it was tiring. Now there's only this one younger brother left. Other relatives are all like strangers now. I want to cherish this last bit of family affection." An Bang said calmly, without any ups and downs, leaving a lot of room for Lü Youyou's imagination.

  But Lu Youyou didn't think about it. Because with her brain, apart from thinking about what to eat, she wouldn't think of anything else. This was one of the important secrets that allowed Lu Youyou to live such a wonderful life until now.

  When Lu Youyou couldn't take it anymore and wanted to go home, An Bang suddenly grabbed her.

  "Is anything wrong?" Lu Youyou turned back and said.

  "I want to ask you for something." Anbang's face had a subtle pleading expression. If they weren't so close, no one would have noticed the yearning in his eyes.

  "You say it. As long as I can do it." Lu Youyou was looked at by An Bang's eyes, and her heart suddenly lost its intention.

  "I want you to take good care of An Zhi." There were no extra words, just this one sentence. Yet, Lu Youyou felt an unusual heaviness.

  Such a sentence may seem simple and straightforward to others, but for Lu Youyou, this requirement is even more difficult. Because Lu Youyou can't even take care of herself, and the one who has always taken care of her is An Zhi. How did it become like this? How can she take good care of An Zhi?

  But looking at Anbang's eyes, Lu Youyou still nodded unknowingly. Then on the way back home, he regretted it endlessly.

  But when Lu Youyou bypassed her mother's room and returned to her own room, what she saw was a floor full of roses. The open window let in a continuous cold wind, causing the petals to swirl around on the floor.

  Suddenly, Lu Youyou had a strange hallucination. The swirling rose petals felt like her own life. She was spinning in such a world, constantly setting out from one place and then turning around in a big circle before returning to the original place. Looking at everything familiar around her, she didn't know if she would turn at the same intersection in the next cycle.

  The wind blew in, blowing up a corner of Lu Youyou's clothes. Lu Youyou shivered and quickly pulled herself back together to close the window. The room regained its original warmth. But those swirling flower petals lost all their vitality, falling to the ground like exhausted spirits.

  Lù Yōu Yōu walked away, picking up the scattered flower petals. Looking at the fragments of the vase mixed among them, Lù Yōu Yōu thought: her life was like these swirling flower petals, and those shards of glass were the setbacks she encountered in life. She wondered if she would also end up as a lone, swirling petal in an empty room. When the window closed, it signified that everything had come to an end. There would be no more swirling petals, nor would she encounter any more sharp edges in life. She would return to nature, going back to where she came from.

  Lu Yu lay back on her own bed, thinking about the things that had happened this weekend. It was really chaotic. If she had a choice, she would rather stay in school's classroom forever and never leave.

  Of course, there is also An Zhi who must be by his side. If he didn't have An Zhi, his life would be a mess. He really can't imagine it.

  The petals picked up from the ground were placed on the bedside by Lu Youyou. Those scattered, overlapping petals looked like a small mountain of crimson blood. And Lu Youyou was the person who kept wandering on this mountain, constantly wanting to find a place to rest at the intersection of some petal. But not just walking all the time. No rest, no end.

  Lu Youyou pulled the quilt over herself, wrapping it tightly around her body. Lu Youyou, who was lying in the darkness, suddenly remembered the scent of An Zhi's quilt. Sweet. Was it really like that? Lu Youyou began to doubt again. Because she couldn't remember these things, not even the scents were the same.

  What kind of taste is that. Lu Youyou kept thinking back in her mind. Constantly thinking about everything in An Zhi's house. Constantly trying to make herself understand why she went to An Zhi's home, and even slept on his bed, yet felt nothing in her heart, feeling as if it was her own bed, her own room.

  Endless and aimless thoughts flooded my mind. But later on, I thought of Ahn Ji who was still crying when I left. I really don't know what's wrong with Ahn Ji. Such a bright kid, crying like a girl in his own bed. Is it really that painful?

  Lu Youyou asked herself.

  Although he had grasped An Zhi's weakness, Lu Youyou didn't have the slightest intention of retaliating or threatening him. Because he didn't know how to bring up such a thing in front of An Zhi. Lu Youyou thought that he must be ill. When he saw An Zhi, he would definitely "slaughter" him properly. Otherwise, it would be too unjust.

  Anbang's words brushed past Luyu's ears like a ghost. There was no one there. Luyu poked her head out. Because she thought it was still better to look at the sunlight. But now the sunlight was still a bit dazzling. Luyu turned her head and looked at the small pile of roses in front of her that had been stacked into a small mountain.

  Why did I agree to it myself. Did he cast some kind of magic on me? But how can a guy who can't even take care of himself take good care of others? It's really stupid. Not just ordinary stupidity.

  Lu Youyou let out a sigh and once again wrapped herself in the blanket. The world suddenly turned dark. Lu Youyou didn't want to sleep, but she also didn't want to see the light. Would An Zhi still come to wake her up for school tomorrow? Would he still be as nice to her as before? Would he still endure the pain and smile foolishly after being bullied by her?

  "Fool." Lu Youyou said in her heart. In fact, every time Lu Youyou thought of these things, she wanted to say "fool". The words were on the tip of her tongue but couldn't be spoken out loud. Lu Youyou had thought of many ways, but none worked. When everything around her turned dark and was no longer bright. When An Zhi appeared in her mind with a hapless expression, Lu Youyou would think that this fool was really too silly.

  Lyu suddenly felt a little sorry for Anzhi, without any reason. It was sudden. In the previous moment, Lyu's mind was still thinking of Anzhi as unlucky. But now Lyu's heart was filled with unbearable sadness. Tears were about to fall out. Really couldn't understand himself anymore. This kind of thing had never happened before. If in the future he saw Anzhi crying like that in front of him, would he have to return all the food he ate back to him?

  It's really strange. Lu Youyou also finds it strange. Why do I have such a feeling? An Zhi is just for bullying. It's just for bringing himself good food and satisfying his desires. Why should he sympathize with him? It's really strange.

  Lyu Youyou was lost in these strange thoughts, watching the sun set towards the west. When everything in the room turned orange, Lyu Youyou felt a pang of hunger. She habitually reached for her phone, but just as she was about to dial, she stopped.

  The phone on the mobile screen is An Zhi's. Why did I think of An Zhi first when I was hungry, instead of my mom? I don't know how An Zhi is doing now. I won't bother him anyway. I'll just find something to eat myself. Lu Youyou crawled out from under the covers.

  Looking at the refrigerator in the kitchen. This is Lu Youyou's last hope. Except for here, there really isn't any other place with food.

  The customer died when he opened the refrigerator and found nothing to eat except for some dishes. Does he have to cook himself? This is a big problem.

  Where did mom go? Lu Youyou only thought of this question now. Her own mother was not at home to cook for herself. Where could she have gone at this time? She didn't even have a brain, but how could her mother be so brainless too? Knowing that her daughter couldn't do anything, she still went out.

  Lyu Youyou gave up her last hope and thought about how she could eat a delicious meal that she liked. It was really frustrating. It was really a mistake.

  Liu Yuanyuan walked out of the kitchen and sat on the sofa in the living room, her stomach constantly churning. What to do? Had to hold it in. Must hold it in.

  But the more she tried to hold back, the hungrier she felt. Lu Youyou finally gave up in the end. She picked up the phone and dialed that familiar number.