Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

Thinking back to the days when she was a child, when her second uncle and aunt would beat her repeatedly, Jin Bao'er felt a surge of annoyance.

He knew that his grandmother was sick; his aunt had specifically told him on the phone not to worry about it.

He naturally didn't want to get involved.

When Grandma was young, she wholeheartedly favored her second uncle; now that she's old, she only loves her grandsons.

They always beat or scolded him, showing him no kindness whatsoever.

Not only did she not care about herself, she also never cared about Jin Bao'er's biological father.

Because she almost lost her life during childbirth with her eldest son, she could never feel close to him for the rest of her life.

Jin Bao'er pulled Zhao Yuheng and went straight to the hospital.

My uncle is still unconscious in the ICU, breathing very weakly.

"Auntie, there's no point in you just sitting here; your health will suffer."

He looked at his aunt's exhausted face and gently advised her.

"I'll ask a caregiver to come and look after her. Liu Yu still has to go to work, so let's go back and rest first."

Aunt nodded, too exhausted to continue.

Liu Yu bought a car, which was just the right vehicle to take everyone back to the countryside.

"Brother, you have no idea how infuriating my second aunt is."

Liu Yu drove while feeling indignant.

"My dad is already this sick, and she's still forcing my mom to spend 50,000 yuan to treat my grandma."

Of the 50,000 yuan, she managed to scrape together 10,000 yuan herself.

Jin Bao'er didn't say anything, but just pursed her lips slightly.

"Why tell your brother all this? He's always been like that; you can't count on him," the aunt whispered, trying to persuade him.

"I'm just so angry!"

Liu Yu felt increasingly aggrieved as she spoke.

She was still clamoring to call you; now that you're doing well, she's all over you.

If you don't do well, whether you live or die, no one will even ask!

Jin Bao'er listened, a faint smile still on her face.

But only he himself knows the bitterness and coldness hidden beneath that smile.

Sitting next to him, Zhao Yuheng quietly placed his palm against his and held his hand tightly.

Five years have taught him to be silent.

In this tense moment, he didn't know what nice things to say.

The only thing he could do was quietly stay by his baby's side and give him all his strength.

"It's alright, Auntie."

Jin Bao'er spoke softly, a very faint light flashing in her eyes.

"Since we're back, we'll slowly take back what we lost and what was taken from us."

……

No sooner had the family arrived home and settled down than the hospital phone started ringing incessantly.

My uncle has lost vital signs.

The family hurriedly found a car and rushed back to the hospital overnight.

Neither Aunt nor Jinbao cried; their emotions were heavy, as if a stone were pressing down on them.

Only Liu Yu was crying her heart out on the side.

In this family, the person my uncle owes the most and treats the most sincerely is probably Liu Yu.

The next step was to arrange the funeral.

Jin Bao'er has always been unclear about these procedures and doesn't want to do them herself.

After all, his uncle had often beaten and scolded him in the past.

If I wake up a little late in the winter mornings, I'll be dragged out of bed and given a good scolding.

Seeing that his aunt and Liu Yu were almost overwhelmed, he was preparing to bite the bullet and step in.

Zhao Yuheng, who was standing next to him, stepped forward first.

"Find a place to sit and rest; leave this to me."

After the man finished speaking, he walked straight to his aunt and told her to go ahead and make arrangements.

Jin Bao'er finally breathed a sigh of relief and settled down to be a hands-off manager.

As more and more people gathered in the courtyard, the mourning tent was erected, tables and chairs were arranged, and funeral music began to play softly.

Everything seemed to be in order, but the more he looked at it, the more something felt off.

So many people came to help, many of them not even from the village, yet they were all incredibly enthusiastic, running around doing everything they could for us.

Jin Bao'er was puzzled when his aunt noticed something amiss and quietly mentioned it to him, which made him wonder as well.

Not long after, the county magistrate, wearing a white flower pinned to his chest, personally delivered a wreath.

Jin Bao'er almost burst out laughing.

This county magistrate really went all out to promote that little thing.

Presumably, all the people who came to help were arranged by him.

Just then, he noticed a man wearing an apron, bustling around with unusual enthusiasm.

They were more attentive than the hosts, moving tables, running errands, and directing people.

Jin Bao'er stared at that face for a while, and finally remembered.

He is his older cousin.

My cousin, who used to be a construction foreman in the city, used to say things like, "College graduates are useless, they might as well deliver food," and even told me to quit my studies and follow him around.

Deep down, I know that the world has always been cold and indifferent.

But when she actually saw it with her own eyes, Jin Bao'er still couldn't suppress her anger.

Whether you're petty or cling to the past, so be it.

He's worked so hard for so many years, just to prove himself, right?

"Big cousin."

Jin Bao'er called out softly.

The noise in the courtyard instantly subsided, and everyone's eyes turned to look at them.

Jin Bao'er smiled, stepped forward, and pulled her older cousin who was still busy.

The older cousin then realized he was being called and quickly put on a smile: "Jinbao'er, did you call me?"

"Hey cousin, how's work going lately?"

Jin Bao'er's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just enough for everyone around her to hear clearly.

"Can't you earn tens of thousands a month? Maybe I should just stick with you. There's no future for college graduates."

After all, half the people in this courtyard came for him.

Those who didn't know what was going on looked at the two of them with curiosity.

The older cousin stood frozen in place, forcing a dry laugh, unable to react for a moment.

"When you came to visit our family, you promised me that yourself."

Jin Bao'er spoke calmly, yet each word was clear.

"Don't you remember telling me not to go to college and to hang out with you?"

The older cousin's mind went blank, and he wished he could slap himself twice on the spot.

Now even the county head is fawning over Jin Bao'er. He has several projects in hand, all waiting for the county head's approval.

If we can appease Jinbao'er, the project will be signed, and we'll never have to worry about anything again.

But back then, he just had to say those stupid things.

"Oh dear, cousin, what are you saying?"

My older cousin's face turned pale, and he quickly bowed and smiled apologetically.

"You are now an outstanding person, someone with great potential."

My older cousin was blind and spoke carelessly back then; please don't take it to heart.

"I mind."

Jin Bao'er's smile vanished instantly, and her eyes turned cold.

He walked to a slightly higher spot in the courtyard, spoke calmly, his voice not loud, but loud enough for everyone to hear.

"Today I'll just say a few words from my heart."

If the people who helped my uncle and stopped me from going to university are just trying to curry favor with me now, then they can leave.

Those who genuinely want to help and truly appreciate our friendship are welcome to stay.

He paused, his gaze slowly sweeping over the people present.

"I'm not back to show off."

I just want to tell everyone that everyone has the right to read, and no one has the right to interfere in someone else's life.

Don't advise others to do good if you haven't experienced their suffering.

The courtyard was completely silent.

Those villagers who had tried to persuade or stop him back then blushed and lowered their heads in shame.

An awkward and oppressive atmosphere filled the air.

The aunt standing to the side did not speak.

She was the most embarrassed and uncomfortable of all the people.

She never expected that, after so many years, Jin Bao'er would still remember this incident.

If it were her, she would probably be seething with hatred.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing this, the county magistrate quickly stepped in to smooth things over, his tone gentle and appropriate.

"Although the words are blunt, the reasoning behind them is sound."

Everyone should be in charge of their own future, and others should not interfere arbitrarily.

Today is a funeral, so please focus on helping out and don't overthink it.

"Exactly, don't meddle in other people's business."

The villagers, who had long disliked those snobbish people, also chimed in.

Amidst the hushed whispers, Jin Bao'er spoke up again.

"There's one more thing I'd like to clarify with everyone."

As he spoke, he turned to the side and reached out to pull Zhao Yuheng, who had been standing silently protecting him.

Two figures, one tall and one short, held hands tightly in front of everyone.

The entire room fell silent instantly, and everyone's eyes were filled with shock.