The landlord has multiple personalities and wants everyone to pay him.

I have chest tightness, headache, and my ribs hurt even more.

Ye Shu's movements were restricted and he couldn't turn back, so he was very curious about why the old lady's elbows couldn't be lowered. Did they have wings?

The air inside the carriage could no longer be described as fresh; it was more like poisonous. Coupled with the background noise of various sounds mixed together, it made Ye Shu's head ache.

Ye Shu frowned, gritted his teeth, and gripped the handrails tightly with both arms, creating a corner for Xiao Nuan.

But I was really upset, and my mind was in a mess.

He closed his eyes slightly, trying not to think about the impact on his ribs again.

"Ye Shu".

Hearing Xiao Nuan call his name, Ye Shu opened his eyes and looked down.

Xiao Nuan was leaning against his chest, looking up at him with her face slightly tilted back.

He didn't understand why Xiao Nuan was calling him, assuming she was uncomfortable from being squeezed. Ye Shu looked up at the display screen on the car door and said to Xiao Nuan:

"Feeling unwell? Let's get off at the next stop and take a taxi to the aquarium."

But Xiao Nuan didn't answer him. She just loosened her arms around her waist and reached into Ye Shu's pocket to touch him.

"What are you looking for?"

Xiao Nuan still didn't answer; all her attention was focused on rummaging through her pockets.

She rummaged in Ye Shu's left pocket a few times, but didn't find what she wanted, so she went to her right pocket.

Ye Shu just watched her rummage through the door. Although he didn't understand, he figured, "Let her go ahead and take it. Anyway, there's nothing else inside except her phone and keys."

Xiao Nuan took a pack of tissues out of his pocket, tore open the packaging, and pulled out a tissue.

Then, she looked up at Ye Shu again and called out once more:

"Ye Shu".

Ye Shu was looking at the bus stop sign, counting how much longer until she could get off the bus, when she heard Xiao Nuan call her name and looked down again.

Xiao Nuan took the tissue, raised her hand and gently pressed it against his forehead, then slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Xiao Nuan...is she taking care of herself?

Ye Shu stared intently at Xiao Nuan, watching her carefully wipe her sweat.

Although the way he wiped the sweat wasn't very gentle—he just directly rubbed his forehead with a tissue—it still felt so blissful.

Xiao Nuan wiped her face very carefully, from her forehead to her temples, before stopping.

Then she crumpled the used tissue into a ball and held it in her hand. She then reached out and wrapped her arms around Ye Shu's waist, resting her face against his chest, returning to her previous posture.

Is Xiao Nuan a fairy? She must be.

Xiao Nuan definitely has magic!

Otherwise, how can we explain why Ye Shu no longer has a headache, no longer feels chest tightness, has full of energy, and even feels like she's getting a massage on the old lady's elbow?

Ye Shu had just straightened up when he caught a glimpse of a young man, about his age, sitting in the middle of someone else, looking at him with envy. The young man then looked at Xiao Nuan, who was leaning against him, and then at the middle-aged man in front of him who was picking his nose. Finally, he closed his eyes in despair.

"Cough..."

Ye Shu almost burst out laughing. He coughed and quickly turned to look at the car door, but a smile had already spread across his face.

After what seemed like an eternity, the subway finally began to slow down, and the announcements in the carriages confirmed this:

"Next stop: Oceanarium Station. Passengers alighting, please prepare in advance and note that the doors will open on the left side of the carriage..."

finally reached.

Ye Shu lowered her head and touched Xiao Nuan's head with her chin:

"We've arrived. Get ready to get off the bus."

Xiao Nuan, who had been holding him tightly, shifted her position, loosened her arms, looked up at him, and nodded. Her face was flushed from the lack of air circulation in the carriage.

The subway stopped, and Ye Shu instantly tensed up again.

Even though they're standing at the door, they could easily get off the bus if they turned around.

However, there were also densely packed people standing outside the car door, just like in a zombie movie.

Ye Shu's protective instincts kicked in again. Before the car door opened, he turned around to face it and pulled Xiao Nuan into his arms, once again acting as a human shield.

As soon as the car door opened, before Ye Shu could even move, he felt a strong push that propelled him forward.

Xiao Nuan was protected tightly by him, her whole body pressed close to his chest, as she moved down little by little with Ye Shu.

However, as people inside the bus wanted to get off, those outside also wanted to get on, completely disregarding whether anyone else wanted to get off, and scrambling to squeeze on.

Ye Shu felt like he was under attack from all sides, and he was also afraid that Xiao Nuan in his arms would be squeezed.

Just as he was caught in a dilemma, he heard a strong voice with a slight regional accent:

"Stop pushing! Can't you see people aren't finished getting off yet? Don't you have any manners?"

Then he felt a sudden, incredibly strong push from behind, forcefully pushing him out through the gap in the human wall.

After Ye Shu steadied himself, he looked back and saw an elderly woman with gray hair pulling a small shopping cart. She was pushing aside a young man who was trying to squeeze onto the cart.

Was that old lady who pushed me?

Ye Shu instantly understood what it felt like to have a master impart internal energy to you from behind in a martial arts novel.

I never expected this pterosaur grandma to be so vigorous despite her age. She's old in years but young at heart, even better than Huang Zhong (a legendary general).

Thank you, nameless pterosaur... oh no, thank you, nameless old lady.

Ye Shu shook her slightly numb arm and quickly looked down at Xiao Nuan in her arms:

"Are you alright? Are you feeling cramped?"

Xiao Nuan shook her head, steadied herself from his embrace, straightened her clothes, her face still expressionless, though her breathing quickened slightly from being squeezed.

She looked around, found a trash can to throw away the crumpled paper in her hand, then took Ye Shu's hand and followed the flow of people toward the exit.

Finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, Ye Shu turned to look at Xiao Nuan's expressionless face and unwavering gaze, and couldn't help but want to talk to her about her first subway experience:

"Xiao Nuan, how was your first subway ride?"

Xiao Nuan didn't hesitate and blurted out:

"It's very uncomfortable."

Ye Shu couldn't help but smile slightly. She could tell she was upset. Normally, Xiao Nuan would have given a long, detailed analysis from various angles, but now she only said three words, concise and to the point.

He couldn't resist asking again:

"Right? Would you like to ride it again in the future?"

Xiao Nuan immediately shook her head, but then blinked twice and nodded.

"Um?"

Ye Shu didn't understand what she meant by first shaking her head and then nodding:

"Still want to sit here? What's the point of sitting on this piece of junk? It's just pure torture!"

Xiao Nuan did not answer his question. She kept looking ahead and walking without stopping, but the blush on her face had not yet faded.

Ye Shu looked at her like that and turned to look ahead as well:

"Okay, I'll sit with you next time if I'm happy to."

"Um."

Xiao Nuan blinked; only she herself understood what that gesture meant.

Shaking your head means you don't want to sit.

Nodding means I want to sit with you.