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

The bustling morning passed, and after seeing Ye Shu off to work, the house instantly fell silent.

Zhi Qiu stood in the living room and slowly looked around.

Before Ye Shu left, the house suddenly seemed much quieter.

Zhi Qiu sighed softly, and the smile that had always been on her face slowly faded away.

It's more lively and reassuring when my little brother Shu is home.

She shook her head and began clearing the table by herself.

After washing the dishes and putting them in the drainer, I picked up a rag and wiped the stove and dining table, even scrubbing the faucet until it shone.

Finally, I mopped the living room again carefully.

By the time we finished all that, it was already past 10 a.m.

Zhi Qiu brewed herself a cup of jasmine tea; the delicate fragrance calmed her mind.

She sat down on the sofa with her teacup in hand and started scrolling through her phone.

A new video appeared in her photo album. After clicking on it, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up.

She clicked on the video that Ye Shu was forced to perform, which Xiaoxue had saved last night.

Looking at Ye Shu's face, which was full of despair, her limbs stiffly twisting and turning to the music.

"Um……"

Zhi Qiu took a small sip of tea, her smile deepening.

The expression was spot-on; it was exactly the kind of expression she liked. That mix of shame, helplessness, and a little bit of grievance, coupled with the feeling of having no choice but to comply, always touched that little bit of her quirky, perverse sense of humor.

Seeing her usually composed younger brother, Xiao Shu, completely vulnerable and at the mercy of others always inexplicably cheered her up.

It's this movement...

Zhi Qiu frowned slightly and sighed softly.

It was too stiff, and the rhythm was off; there were a few fast-paced parts where I completely missed the beat.

It seems I'll have to find an opportunity to properly teach little Shu how to dance in the future.

Moreover, there was another point in the video that made her a little unhappy: why wasn't Xiao Shu's younger brother making that expression at her?

Just as she was repeatedly admiring Ye Shu's dance moves and planning her future teaching program, her phone screen suddenly changed, and an unfamiliar local number called.

Zhi Qiu looked at the unfamiliar number. She rarely received calls from strangers; it was probably a salesperson.

But her personality led her to answer the call without hesitation, whether it was important or not, she would listen first and then talk.

"Hello."

The person on the other end of the phone was a man, and his first words stunned Zhi Qiu:

"sister in law!"

sister in law?

Zhi Qiu blinked, her first thought being that it was a typo.

Of all the people she knows, besides Ye Shu's younger sister Tang Xiaotao, there shouldn't be anyone else who can call her sister-in-law.

"Who are you? Did you dial the wrong number?"

Zhi Qiu's attitude remained gentle, but her tone sounded a bit colder.

"No, sister-in-law, you didn't dial the wrong number."

The man opposite quickly explained:

"It's me, Han Yang, Ye Shu's friend. We've met before, at... well, let's not talk about that now, sister-in-law, you need to come to Nancheng Hospital right now, Ye Shu, he..."

Upon hearing the name Ye Shu and its association with the hospital, Zhi Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and in her anxiety, she stood up abruptly.

But she tried her best to remain calm:

"Ye Shu? What happened to him?"

"He got hit by a car!"

Because Zhi Qiu had jumped up too suddenly, and Han Yang's words were too impactful, her blood rushed to her head and then quickly subsided, causing her vision to go black, and she plopped down on the sofa.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry too much... It's on the third floor of the inpatient department, in the orthopedic surgery department..."

Han Yang said a lot of things on the other end of the phone, but Zhi Qiu couldn't hear it anymore. She only heard the ward number for the orthopedic surgery department on the third floor of the inpatient ward.

"I'll be right there!"

After saying that, she hung up the phone. She sat blankly on the sofa, her mind completely blank for those few seconds, with only one thought in her mind: Ye Shu was hit by a car.

He was hit by a car...

He got hit by a car?!

How could that be?

You were fine this morning, how did you end up in the hospital? Were you hit by a car? How serious is it? How much blood did you lose? Where are you injured? Bones? Internal organs? Head...?

In an instant, all sorts of horrific images flashed through her mind.

Ye Shu lay unconscious on the hospital bed, covered in blood, or in the emergency room with tubes inserted all over his body, or on the floor groaning in pain, his broken leg bent at an odd angle.

"No...no way..."

Zhi Qiu shook her head and patted her face, but her eyes still couldn't help but turn red.

Now is not the time to panic, go to the hospital! Little Shu is waiting for me!

She leaned against the wall, rushed back to the bedroom, not caring about what to wear, grabbed the nearest piece of clothing, put it on, picked up her phone, and ran out of the house.

After hailing a taxi, Zhi Qiu sat in the back seat, jumping up and down anxiously.

"Master, could you please go faster?"

The driver was also helpless:

"Miss, it's not that I'm not fast, this is the fastest I can go. Any faster and the police will be here."

Zhi Qiu could only sit anxiously in the back seat, her mind replaying a hundred different ways Ye Shu could die, like a movie playing out in her head.

As she thought about it, tears started to fall, large drops landing on her hands and then on her phone screen.

She raised her hand to wipe it, but the more she wiped, the more there was, and she couldn't control it at all.

Fear, heartache, regret... regret for teasing him this morning? Why didn't I let her sleep a little longer?

Finally, the taxi turned a corner and stopped at the entrance of Nancheng Hospital.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Zhi Qiu had already opened the door and rushed out.

Nancheng Hospital is a large hospital with a U-shaped layout. The outer ring is for outpatient and emergency departments, while the middle ring is for inpatient departments.

Zhi Qiu ran wildly towards the hospital, tears still streaming down her face uncontrollably. She wiped them away with the back of her hand as she ran, completely losing her usual composed demeanor.

Patients and doctors passing by, seeing her condition, instinctively made way for her, their eyes filled with sympathy.

After all, in the hospital, running and crying at the same time, even a fool could guess what had happened.

Zhi Qiu finally made it to the outside of the ward, but when she reached out to push the door open, her hand trembled uncontrollably and hung there.

She was scared.

She didn't dare to push him away.

She was afraid that if she pushed open the door, she would see the scene she had been imagining in her mind all the way.

She was afraid to see Ye Shu unconscious.

But she still took a deep breath, wiped away her tears, and tidied her clothes and messy hair.

I can't cry in front of Ye Shu. If he's still awake, he'll definitely worry if he sees me like this.

If... if he is seriously injured, I must be even stronger and not let him see me in a panicked state.

Yes, stay calm and composed.

She kept encouraging herself and prepared for the worst. Whatever was behind the door, she had to face it.

She pushed open the door.

Then... she just stood there, stunned, at the doorway...

Because she saw that Ye Shu was holding a mobile phone, leaning against the headboard, and pressing the screen on the hospital bed.

Han Yang sat on the bench next to the caregiver, also looking down at his phone, saying:

"Damn, he's rebelling against you, can't you see?"

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