He just broke up with his girlfriend and is already living with the devilish rich girl.

As dawn broke, a fine, dense drizzle began to fall.

The entire street was shrouded in a hazy, damp mist.

Bai Ziheng stood behind the cashier all night.

He may not be good at much else, but he's an absolute master at guard duty.

Things quieted down in the latter half of the night.

Except for one stray cat that squeezed in through the crack in the back door at four in the morning.

Bai Ziheng bought a bag of dried fish at his own expense to send it away.

Nothing happened.

After he finished taking inventory of the shelves, he signed his name on the handover log.

I greeted my colleague Lao Zhou, who was taking over the shift, and walked to the supermarket entrance, ready to go back.

The rain outside is falling harder than before.

He didn't bring an umbrella.

Old Zhou rummaged through his bag and pulled out a folding umbrella, handing it over.

"Xiaobai, I have some extra here, you can take it and use it first."

"But you absolutely have to return it to me. My daughter gave it to me, and I'm reluctant to use it myself."

Bai Ziheng thanked him.

Then he stood at the supermarket entrance, a cigarette dangling from his lips, staring blankly at the umbrella in his hand.

Even when the umbrella was fully open, it couldn't cover half of his shoulder.

The BabyBus's giant face plate landed right on his head.

Old Zhou gave him a thumbs-up from behind the cashier: "It looks great! It suits you!"

Bai Ziheng could only hold the child's umbrella and walk into the rain.

There weren't many people on the street.

At 6:30 in the morning, with the rain, the whole street was still asleep.

Only his footsteps made a pattering sound on the wet sidewalk.

The umbrella swayed in the drizzle.

The rabbit's smiling face was turned towards the gray sky, its right shoulder already soaked through by the rain.

Just then, a person walked towards them from the opposite direction.

Holding an umbrella, I walked very slowly, each step clearly showing signs of strain.

The umbrella was pulled low, so only a slender figure could be seen below.

Only when I got closer could I see that face clearly.

She was very pretty, but pale and bloodless, with a gauze pad on her forehead.

The outline of bandages could be faintly seen peeking out from under the thin coat beneath the ribcage.

Bai Ziheng paused for a moment.

It's her again...

That time at the port warehouse, I casually pulled her out from under the hyena's claws.

Last night on the bridge, she was almost stabbed to death by a werewolf again.

The woman was able to walk on the ground the very next day.

Zheng Yueyao, holding an umbrella, limped through the rain.

Her eyes were somewhat vacant.

Last night on the bridge, she couldn't even withstand a single attack from those scarlet werewolves.

Fu Yang almost died in front of her, and those children almost died in front of her.

In the end, a white wolf of unknown origin cleaned up the mess for everyone.

She lay in the hospital bed with her eyes open all night, and changed her clothes and left the ward at dawn.

Bai Ziheng decided to pretend he didn't see it.

He didn't want to get too involved with the Special Administration Bureau.

But as she passed by him, he glanced at her.

Finally, he sighed, still somewhat worried, and followed her at a distance.

Zheng Yueyao turned into a vegetable market on the street corner and bought a lot of vegetables.

But as soon as I left the market, I swayed after only a few steps.

He fell forward, bag of vegetables and all.

A hand reached out from the side and firmly supported her shoulder.

"careful."

Zheng Yueyao looked up at the hand and the first thing she saw was the bandage wrapped around it.

Then there was the face covered in gauze.

Raindrops slid down the bright yellow umbrella of BabyBus, casting an absurdly soft glow on its otherwise somewhat fierce face.

She instinctively took a step back: "N-no problem, thank you."

Then her gaze fell on this face, and she showed a moment of confusion.

"Um...have we...met somewhere before?"

Bai Ziheng's heart skipped a beat.

He subtly lowered the umbrella, covering half of his face.

Didn't Luo Yao say that the hypnosis was done and there wouldn't be any problems?

How come it still has residual memories?

No. You've mistaken me for someone else.

"Wait a minute, sir, I... I'll take another look at you..."

"Stop looking, it's ugly."

Just as Bai Ziheng was about to turn and leave, a hand grabbed his shoulder from behind.

Bai Ziheng's body reacts faster than his brain.

He lowered his right shoulder to disengage the other person's grip, and then used his left hand to grab the other person's wrist.

At the same time, he took a half step back with his right foot and wedged it into the gap between his opponent's legs.

He twisted his waist sharply.

A standard joint lock.

But the other person's wrist had already broken free before he could exert any force.

He grabbed his forearm with his backhand and pressed down, while simultaneously pressing his knee against his lower back.

The two exchanged five or six blows in just a few seconds in the rain.

Rainwater splashed everywhere as they stomped on it, and the umbrella tilted to one side during their struggle.

Finally, both of them exerted force simultaneously, knocking each other away and each taking three or four steps back.

Bai Ziheng shook his wrist, which had gone numb from being twisted, before he could see what the other person looked like.

The boy was slender and dressed in casual clothes.

A pair of clear eyes were staring intently at him.

"What do you want to do to my sister?"

"Hikaru!"

Zheng Yueyao stepped forward and stood between the two.

The movement was too hasty and aggravated the wound under her ribs, causing her to wince in pain.

"What are you doing! She just saw I dropped something and came to help me pick it up!"

Zheng Xingguang was stunned for a moment, then looked at his sister and then at the man opposite him.

Bai Ziheng was rubbing his wrist and shaking his fingers, which were numb from being twisted.

This kid looks skinny, but he's got some strength in his hands.

In those few exchanges of attack and defense, he didn't use demonic power, and his opponent didn't resort to the tricks of the Special Administration Bureau.

He relied solely on his martial arts skills.

He trained in the army for so many years, and he really didn't meet many people who could go toe-to-toe with him in fistfights for so many rounds without being at a disadvantage.

This young man looked no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, but his moves were incredibly shrewd and experienced.

It's not just for show; it's something that's been honed through real hard work.

Zheng Xingguang was also looking at him.

After the coldness faded from the boy's eyes, what remained was undisguised curiosity.

He looked down at his palm.

When I grabbed his shoulder just now, I felt the density of his muscles, the instinct to deflect force, and the angle at which I locked his joints when I countered.

There was not a single unnecessary movement.

This man... is not simple.

But Zheng Xingguang lowered his head first.

"I'm sorry! I acted impulsively."

"I just saw you touch my sister's shoulder, and I thought someone was harassing her. I'm so sorry! If you were injured anywhere, I'll compensate you!"

Bai Ziheng shook his hand, bent down to pick up the Baby Bus from the ground, and shook the water off the umbrella.

"Never mind, it's nothing."

He was preparing to leave.

"that."

Zheng Yueyao's voice came from behind him, tinged with hesitation.

"If possible..."

Bai Ziheng turned around.

Zheng Yueyao stood in the rain, her younger brother's umbrella already over her head.

She held the bag of ribs, her lips moved slightly, as if she herself didn't know why she said those words.

"Would you like to... come over for dinner?"