Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Everyone immediately understood what he meant.

Yu Kunliang was the eldest disciple, and now he was the only one left in the traveling team. The culprit might very well be from his own sect. How could he bear this?

Su Benzhi patted his shoulder. Although he couldn't speak, he still looked at him encouragingly. Seeing this, the others also tried to find words of comfort, but they seemed a little clumsy. Su Yi changed the subject at the right time, saying with a bit of self-deprecation, "Those guys from our Yuchen Palace were so determined to come, saying they couldn't sleep at night if they didn't come. But when we got to Wangshuiling, we didn't even know which way the door opened. In the end, we had to follow the female cultivators from Yulin Terrace to sneak in. It was really embarrassing."

Yu Kunliang responded with a wry smile: "What a coincidence, my fellow junior brothers were the same. As soon as they came back from Wuzijian, they clamored to go on an adventure to Wangshuiling, and no one could stop them. As a result, something really happened over there, and after they came... Well, let's not talk about it." He was halfway through his words and his mood became depressed again.

Guan Shanyu noticed that the atmosphere had become heavy again, while Yan Ruchen remained silent. To ease the awkwardness, Guan Shanyu simply joked to himself, "Oh, you know what? I'm full now, and I'm feeling dizzy again. How about we go upstairs and take a nap?"

"Did you faint again? I told you not to get better so quickly. It's probably because we haven't eaten for a few days that you woke up from hunger." The curtain in the room behind him was lifted, and Jin Yu and Qiu Ling came out holding a pile of warm clothes. They said, "These clothes of ours are so torn. Sister Qiu Ling, please wash them and clean them. You must take them with you when you go back tomorrow. Don't throw them away."

The disciples each received their clothes and expressed their gratitude to Qiu Ling, which made her blush. She shyly waved her hands and said, "You're welcome. I really don't need it."

After everyone had their clothes safely put away, they quickly set to work clearing the dishes and cleaning up the place. Just as they finished, a heavy rain began to fall outside. The disciples carefully closed the doors and windows, ensuring the shop was dry. Meanwhile, Li Qigang returned from the chicken coop. Seeing that everyone had finished their meal, he led them upstairs to rest.

The shop was small, but the second floor was a hidden gem, housing several cozy little rooms designed to provide a place for guests to rest. Although the rooms were small and the facilities were simple, compared to the days of sleeping in the open air at Wangshuiling, this place was like heaven.

Since Guan Shanyu was unconscious when he was brought in, the doctor only treated his wounds but failed to take care of other things. Therefore, except for him, everyone else had bathed and changed clothes, looking brand new, but he was the only one left with unkempt hair and a dirty face.

Guan Shanyu felt that his new clothes smelled bad again as soon as he put them on.

Although Guan Shanyu despised him, he didn't dare to trouble Li Qi and his wife. However, the two of them saw that Guan Shanyu wanted to take a shower, so they quickly found a set of clean clothes and half-heartedly asked him to go to the bathroom on the first floor to take a shower. Although Guan Shanyu refused, he finally took the clothes and went after smelling his own body.

Considering that the wound could not be exposed to water, he could only scoop water from the bucket and carefully scrub his body. Despite this, after washing, he still felt extremely comfortable, as if he had been reborn.

Back upstairs, they found the rooms were perfectly allocated. There were two empty rooms: a small one for Jinyu and Guyu, perfect for the two of them; and a large one with four beds arranged into a bunk bed, the male disciples' territory.

The last time I slept in such a big bunk bed was when I went to Tianxuan to become a disciple, and lived with Yan Ruchen and others. I didn’t expect that after more than a year, I would still be living with Yan Ruchen.

Guan Shanyu walked into the room. Su Yi and the others had already taken up three of the beds, leaving one specifically for him. He looked around and saw that Yan Ruchen was not there. He wondered if the remaining vacant bed was meant for him and Yan Ruchen.

艹…

He is not destined to sleep with Yan Ruchen!

Guan Shanyu stood in front of the door, somewhat afraid to go in, his wet hair dripping on the door panel outside the house, while the other people in the house had already fallen asleep due to exhaustion.

Li Qi happened to be coming up the stairs on the side, holding a pillow in his hand. He saw Guan Shanyu standing outside the door in a daze, so he walked over curiously and asked, "Shanyu, what's wrong?"

Guan Shanyu came back to his senses and saw Li Qi standing beside him. Seeing what Li Qi was holding, he asked instead of answering, "What are you doing with a pillow?"

Li Qi glanced down and replied, "My wife's legs are always sore and she can't sleep well, so I brought this to her to rest her feet." As he spoke, he looked into the room and saw several people sleeping soundly. He immediately realized what was happening and lowered his voice to ask, "Did they leave the bed for you and Yan Ruchen to sleep together?"

Guan Shanyu nodded and asked numbly, "Where's Yan Ruchen?"

Li Qi's face instantly turned a little disgusted, and he lowered his voice and said: "That little bastard took advantage of you taking a shower and went out for a while. I don't know what bad waters he has hidden. Go to bed and rest quickly. Don't sleep with him. I don't know what infectious diseases that little bastard has. I will go down and lock the door later so that he can't come back..."

"No, no, no." Guan Shanyu said with a wry smile, "We are now fellow disciples, so don't call him that. Go to bed now, I'll be going to bed soon too, and my sister-in-law is waiting for you."

After saying that, she covered Li Qi's mouth, fearing that he would say something that would be offensive to Yan Ruchen. She pushed him to the next room and closed the door for him, reminding him: "Don't lock the door. If he comes back and knocks on the door, I'll have to trouble you to open it. I'm going to sleep now."

After saying that, he closed the door immediately, not giving Li Qi a chance to refute.

But when he really got to the room and saw the empty bed, Guan Shanyu didn't dare to actually lie down on it. He was afraid that Yan Ruchen would come back and see that he had taken the bed, and he would be too embarrassed to go to bed and just sleep on a chair. He was also afraid that Yan Ruchen would see that he didn't go to bed and think that he despised him.

Difficult.

Guan Shanyu scratched his head, looked at the table, thought of something, and walked over to sit down at the table.

When Yan Ruchen came back, it was raining heavily outside.

Although Li Qi disliked him, his wife was a kind-hearted person. Seeing Yan Ruchen was about to go out, she quickly took out a raincoat from the backyard and handed it to him. Yan Ruchen gratefully accepted it and hurried away. When he returned, it was completely dark.

He originally thought that based on Li Qi's attitude towards him, he would be turned away when he returned, but when he pushed the door tentatively, he found that it was not locked.

There was still a faint light on the second floor. Yan Ruchen was secretly surprised. Could it be that Li Qi had changed his personality today and left the door open for him?

He shook the water droplets off his raincoat and hung it by the door to dispel the cold, then went upstairs. Although he didn't intend to sleep with everyone else, he thought someone had left a light on for him, so out of courtesy, he decided to go upstairs and turn off the light.

However, when he opened the door, he did not see everyone fast asleep as he had expected.

Because Guan Shanyu was sitting at the table, holding a thread in his mouth, looking at him with wide eyes and a look of surprise.

"You're back?" Guan Shanyu greeted in a low voice, pointing to the bed beside him. "Qiu Ling has made the bed for you. Go and get some rest."

But Yan Ruchen didn't go to the bedside. Instead, he walked towards Guan Shanyu, looked at the needlework and clothes on his desk, and asked in confusion: "What are you doing?"

Guan Shanyu looked down and replied, "Sewing clothes."

Yan Ruchen frowned and asked, "What are you sewing them for?"

Guan Shanyu said "Oh" and smiled a little embarrassedly, saying: "These clothes are indeed very worn and can't be worn, but Qiu Ling, who is pregnant, helped us wash them this afternoon. I thought maybe I could mend them and wear them in the future as an emergency."

Yan Ruchen glanced at the clothes on the table. They were the ones they wore when they came out of Wangshuiling. They had been washed, dried, and neatly folded by Qiu Ling, but Guan Shanyu took them out and started mending them.

He didn't respond directly, but just turned his head to examine the needlework in Guan Shanyu's hands. After a moment, he asked with some curiosity: "Shanyu, you can actually sew?"

Without even looking up, Guan Shanyu continued sewing intently as he replied, "I only know a little bit. When I was little, I was naughty and my clothes were always torn. My mom got tired of mending them so much that she taught me to do it myself. Since then, I've fixed my own torn clothes."

Upon hearing this, Yan Ruchen's lips curled up slightly, a hint of surprise flashing across his eyes, but he said nothing more. He didn't go to bed immediately, but sat down on the other side of the table, took out the Qingmeng from his waist, and began to wipe it carefully.

Guan Shanyu was threading the needle while secretly glancing at Yan Ruchen. Yan Ruchen was just sitting there, polishing his sword with his head down, and he didn't seem to be resting. Guan Shanyu thought that he might feel the same way as himself, that sleeping together was awkward.

So Guan Shanyu decided to sew the clothes first, and then pretend to be very tired and fall asleep on the table, so that neither of them would be embarrassed.

Although it was already pitch black outside, it was only because of the rain. It was only the evening hour, so he wasn't feeling particularly sleepy. Guan Shanyu finished sewing another piece and held it up to examine it with satisfaction. After examining it from side to side, he noticed the collar seemed a little askew. Just as he was about to put it down and sew again, he saw Yan Ruchen looking over his shoulder.

Guan Shanyu put down his clothes and looked at Yan Ruchen. Only then did he realize that Yan Ruchen had stopped polishing his sword at some point. He stood leaning against the wall with his hands folded across his chest. Most of his figure was hidden in the dark, as if he had been observing him for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Guan Shanyu asked in confusion.

Yan Ruchen did not answer immediately. His eyes first fell on the clothes in Guan Shanyu's hand. Guan Shanyu lowered his head in some confusion, and then realized that the clothes in his hand were the ones that Yan Ruchen had changed out of.

He immediately apologized: "Sorry, without your permission..."

"It doesn't matter."

Before he could finish his apology, Yan Ruchen interrupted him and looked at Guan Shanyu indifferently, but Guan Shanyu's heart was beating like a drum.

If you don't mind, why are you looking at me like that?

Seeing Guan Shanyu's expression as if he had done something wrong, Yan Ruchen chuckled, looked at the clothes on the table, and explained: "I just suddenly remembered that my mother used to mend my clothes under the oil lamp."

Guan Shanyu was stunned and looked at the clothes on the table hesitantly.

The mothers that Yan Ruchen was referring to should be the prostitutes he saw in the illusion.

Looking at Yan Ruchen again, his expression had become somewhat silent. He must have been reminded of them by the scene.

Although these prostitutes lived in a brothel, they took good care of Yan Ruchen, teaching him to read, remembering his favorite foods, and mending his damaged clothes... The time those women lived with Yan Ruchen must have been a rare and warm time in his life. That's why he was so moved by the scene.

Guan Shanyu glanced down at the clothes in his hands, remembering how, after the brothel was destroyed, Yan Ruchen lost his support and became a homeless person, living on the streets, fighting for food with dogs. His life was difficult, and he experienced the ups and downs of life. Even when he was fortunate enough to join a sect, he couldn't escape the fate of being ostracized. It was only through his unnoticed efforts that he finally found a foothold in the world.

Guan Shanyu's expression gradually became melancholy, and he slowly said: "Your mother must be a very gentle woman."

Yan Ruchen lowered his eyelids slightly, his tone carrying a subtle hint of complex emotions: "I don't have a father or a mother. They are my sisters, right? At that time, they were only ten years older than me."