All the heavens begin with the love in the courtyard.

Luan Bingran didn't say her last words, but Yu Huanshui obviously knew that this girl must think that she was going to die soon. But it was fine, these few months of cultivating their relationship were enough!

Thinking of this, Yu Huanshui forced a smile and said with emotion.

"Bingran, thank you. It's settled then, starting today, you're my little sister. Let me take you home!"

Luan Bingran smiled sweetly and said to Yu Huanshui.

"Brother Yu, you're not feeling well, let me take you home!"

Yu Huanshui shook his head, showing off his still-muscular abs, and said with a smile.

"If I weren't sick, I could easily run ten kilometers round trip. It's so late, and I'm worried about you being alone! Let's go!"

As he was speaking, Yu Huanshui happened to see a taxi approaching, so he quickly waved it down. The taxi stopped, Luan Bingran got in, and Yu Huanshui followed her in.

Seeing Yu Huanshui follow her in, Luan Bingran was taken aback for a moment, then said somewhat awkwardly.

"Brother Yu, I can go back by myself!"

Yu Huanshui feigned a sorrowful expression and said calmly.

"I went back alone, only to find myself in a cold, empty house. My wife wanted a divorce and took the children back to her parents' home. I was left confined to bed, suffering the torment of my illness..."

Luan Bingran was shy, so she let Yu Huanshui get into the car. The two sat down next to each other, and Luan Bingran said somewhat embarrassedly.

"Brother Yu, I'm staying at a friend's house right now, so I won't invite you in later!"

Yu Huanshui nodded, and Luan Bingran gave an address. The driver glanced at Luan Bingran and Yu Huanshui in the rearview mirror, a lewd smile that only men would understand.

On the way, Yu Huanshui asked Luan Bingran some questions, and Luan Bingran told him the truth.

I just returned from abroad. I dropped out of university and went home. My father passed away from cancer six months ago. A friend introduced me to this hospice charity as a volunteer. I have a little income each month, but it's just enough to make ends meet.

Yu Huanshui actually knew all of this, because he had asked about it in the original novel. He was asking again now simply to confirm it.

If she were truly a scheming woman, her answer in the original work would never be exactly the same as the one she casually gave in the car now.

Looking at Luan Bingran's delicate face, which was fair and tender, with some baby fat on her cheeks, her figure was very well-proportioned, neither too big nor too small, and looked just right.

Although Luan Bingran hadn't told Yu Huanshui some things, such as the fact that she joined this hospice care organization because a friend told her that there were many wealthy people there, and that they might introduce her to a good job if they saw that she performed well.

Because of her father's death, her source of income for studying abroad was cut off, so she had to return to China. She couldn't find a job for the time being, so a friend introduced her to a hospice charity to volunteer. She hoped that through her own efforts, she could attract the attention of a wealthy man and get a good job.

Yu Huanshui pondered the situation and felt a bit conflicted. This hospice organization didn't seem as pure as she had imagined. Her friend had introduced her there, and Yu Huanshui guessed that the friend wasn't really that kind-hearted. Besides, this carefree, unsuspecting, and naive girl might actually think she could find a good job.

However, Luan Bingran had obviously only recently joined the organization and probably didn't know the inside story. Yu Huanshui's world was a dark comedy with almost no virtuous characters. Even Luan Bingran had many chilling details. Perhaps the director wanted everyone to guess whether Luan Bingran was a naive and innocent girl or a scheming woman.

Based on his observations over the past few hours, Yu Huanshui realized that Luan Bingran was indeed a naive and innocent girl. Her subtle movements revealed that she had no defenses. At just over twenty years old, it was highly unlikely that she could deceive the soul in Yu Huanshui's mind.

The scheming type like Qin Huairu has accumulated combat experience over time, while this girl in her early twenties can't even be described as scheming; at most, she's just a green tea bitch with a few ulterior motives.

Of course, for Yu Huanshui, this young lamb who has just entered society will eventually be corrupted by other things if he doesn't devour him; it's just a matter of time.

She is good-looking, kind, and cute. She is in her early twenties, currently homeless, poor, and lacks social experience.

Almost all the conditions here seem to have been tailor-made for certain people. Such a good young woman has finally met her match!

Thinking of this, Yu Huanshui couldn't help but ask.

"Bingran, how long have you known that friend of yours?"

Luan Bingran didn't expect Yu Huanshui to ask her this question, and answered without much thought.

“It’s been about three months. I returned to China three months ago. My father is my only relative. Over the years, he sold all the houses to support my education. Later, he got cancer, but he kept it from me until he passed away. Only then did someone inform me.”

After I returned to China, I had nowhere to go, so I was looking for a job. I happened to run into her, whom I had interviewed with before. She was a really nice person. Since I didn't get the job, she let me stay with her temporarily. Later, she joined this hospice care organization. I hadn't found a suitable job yet, and last month she introduced me to it. I've only been officially working there for less than a month! Right now, I'm just handing out flyers! I haven't even met any real clients yet!

Yu Huanshui nodded and said with a smile.

"So, am I your first customer?"

Luan Bingran nodded, then shook her head with a smile, saying helplessly.

"You haven't registered as a member yet, so I don't know if you qualify as a customer, Brother Yu. How about you go back and register as a member, then select me to provide services on the website? How does that sound?"

Yu Huanshui pretended to think for a moment and then said.

"Okay, but your organization doesn't approve every client, right? What if your platform thinks I'm not qualified for your services? I'd be devastated."

Luan Bingran was taken aback by Yu Huanshui's words, and after thinking for a moment, she replied.

"Brother Yu, you're right. How about this, you register as a member first, fill in all your information completely, and if it really doesn't go through our platform, I'll help you fulfill your wish myself, how about that?"

Looking at Luan Bingran's sincere face, and seeing such a kind girl, Yu Huanshui cursed inwardly.

"Why can't this world give poor but beautiful girls a way to survive?"

Seeing that Luan Bingran was still waiting for his answer, Yu Huanshui nodded and said seriously.

"Bingran, don't you see anything wrong with your end-of-life care platform?"

Luan Bingran looked bewildered and asked in confusion.

"What's the problem?"

Looking at the bewildered girl, Yu Huanshui felt a little helpless. It seemed too early to talk to her about this now. He then smiled and said...

"It's nothing, Bingran. I want to fulfill another wish of mine tomorrow, which is to go swimming in deep water. How about you come with me?"

Luan Bingran looked at Yu Huanshui with some embarrassment and said apologetically.

"Is the day after tomorrow okay? I still have to hand out flyers tomorrow. I promised to hand out a thousand flyers!"

Speaking of this issue, Yu Huanshui immediately thought of something and asked.

"Bingran, why are you handing out flyers at a bar?"

Luan Bingran didn't think much of it and said with a smile.

"Our platform instructors said that many people with terminal illnesses go to bars to drown their sorrows. These people are most likely to take their own lives. The instructors said that these people are our potential clients. We can use love to influence them and help them fulfill their wishes before they die, so that they can pass away with dignity!"

Hearing this, Yu Huanshui felt something was off. Looking at Luan Bingran's silly expression, he asked with a smile.

"How does your platform generate revenue?"

"They are usually donations from clients, or bequests from clients' estates!"

Looking at the bewildered Luan Bingran, Yu Huanshui shook his head helplessly. This silly girl really has no social experience at all!

Regardless of whether this platform is legitimate or not, based on the information we've heard so far, it's safe to say that this so-called end-of-life care website has some issues.

No rush. Let this little girl experience the harsh realities of society. As for whether the world is truly full of love, we'll find out when the time comes.

Anyway, I'm determined to fool this silly girl!

Chapter 178: True Feelings and True Love Exist in the World

Upon arrival, Yu Huanshui offered to pay the fare, and Luan Bingran gave him a grateful look.

The two walked into a small alley, and after exiting the alley, they soon stopped in front of an old two-story house.

There were hardly any lights around, it was quite dim. This kind of old residential building doesn't even have a property management company. Luan Bingran stopped at the door, looked at the dim lights on the second floor, and said softly.

"Brother Yu, I've arrived. Why don't you head back? It's so late!"

Yu Huanshui looked up at the second floor. There was a balcony on the second floor, and the living room door was open. He could vaguely see light and sound, so someone must be watching a TV series. He nodded and said.

"Then you can go upstairs. I'll watch you go up!"

Luan Bingran nodded, glanced at Yu Huanshui with some unease, and whispered.

"Brother Yu, be careful on your way back!"

Yu Huanshui nodded. It was so late; if he suggested going upstairs for a coffee, everyone would probably feel awkward.

Just as Yu Huanshui was about to say goodbye and leave, a woman's voice suddenly called down from the second-floor balcony.

"Hey! Bingran, aren't you going to invite him in for a seat?"

Upon hearing this voice, Luan Bingran quickly looked up shyly and called out.

"Qi Mei, why aren't you asleep yet! It's not what you think, this...this is one of my clients!"

Yu Huanshui looked up at the second-floor balcony and saw a woman in pajamas looking down. He couldn't see the woman's face clearly, but she had a pretty good figure.

Upon hearing the word "customer," the woman instantly perked up and immediately called out to those below.

"Hey! Bingran, what are you standing there for? Invite them up for a seat!"

As she spoke, Qi Mei turned and ran downstairs.

The way they rushed around seemed as if they were afraid Yu Huanshui would run away.

Yu Huanshui smiled and asked casually.

"Bingran, Qi Mei is the friend who introduced you to that hospice care platform."

Luan Bingran nodded and quickly explained.

"Brother Yu, Qi Mei is a nice person, just a bit too enthusiastic, please don't take it to heart!"

"It's okay, it's okay, I just like enthusiastic girls! Haha!"

Luan Bingran asked, somewhat confused.

"What little girl?"

At this moment, Qi Mei, wearing pajamas, ran up to him, her chest bouncing with each step.

Yu Huanshui quickly explained.

"It's okay, it's okay. I said being enthusiastic is good, it's good!"

At this moment, Qi Mei had already run up to him and, in the dim light, examined Yu Huanshui, looking him up and down. All of this was done in two seconds. Obviously, she quickly noticed the problem. Yu Huanshui's mental state was clearly not that of a terminally ill patient, but her smile was still bright. She quickly took Yu Huanshui's hand and said something.

"Hello, hello, I'm Qi Mei, a good friend of Luan Bingran. I'm also a volunteer at the hospice care platform. May I ask your name, sir?"

Yu Huanshui held Qi Mei's hand, feeling its softness, and realized once again that this hospice care platform had serious problems!

But it's good. That's how the world is. Where there's demand, there's a market. And don't I happen to have this kind of demand?

"Hello Ms. Qi, my name is Yu Huanshui. I am a late-stage pancreatic cancer patient. I was drinking at a bar today and ran into Bingran. I thought it was unsafe for her to be alone so late, so I brought her home!"

"Pancreatic cancer, pancreatic cancer is good! Pancreatic cancer is good! Mr. Yu, right? Come, come, come up and sit down!"

Qi Mei quickly realized she had said the wrong thing and hurriedly explained.