What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

By the time Lu Jinan arrived at the school gate, it was already evening.

The neon clouds in the sky have long since dissipated, and now only a small crescent moon and scattered street lights remain as embellishments of light.

Lu Jinan saw him at a glance.

The young man leaned against the guard room with his hands in his pockets. The night wind blew his hair into the air. His school uniform jacket was pulled up on his head. There was a sense of hostility between his stern brows. A cigarette was dangling from his lips, and the indifferent expression on his face flickered in the smoke.

Lu Kuangye also saw him, and his lips inadvertently raised a little arc before quickly turning it down.

He pretended to be indifferent with his brows drooped, his black hair blown by the evening breeze, revealing a small bruise on his smooth forehead, on his brow bone.

"Why are you taking so long? I'm starving."

The side of his face was touched by the warm fingertips. Lu Kuangye turned his head, and the tip of his nose almost hit his face. "Fuck, why are you so close to me!"

A faint red glow of anger appeared on his face, and the cold and fragrant scent of the man lingered in his nostrils.

Lu Jinan lifted his hair and checked his face for any other injuries. The smell of cigarette smoke on him made him hold his breath, so after checking, he quickly distanced himself from him.

"It seems that he is quite skilled and his face is not disfigured."

Lu Kuangye's pupils dilated, and his breathing rate fluctuated due to the man's varying distances. Now he didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

As if a parent had caught me doing something wrong, I felt a surge of nervousness. As I walked, I kept my eyes on the figure, and the two of us walked side by side with a little distance between us.

Lu Kuangye had never had much personal contact with him before. He could only say that based on their recent interactions, he seemed to be a very good person, usually very cheerful, and had never gotten angry with him.

If it were his parents, they would have beaten him up with fists and words and he wouldn't have been able to escape in two or three hours.

Why didn't he scold him?

Lu Kuangye was brainstorming. He had never been in such a bad mood before.

Finally, he couldn't help but move closer to him and nudged him with his elbow. "Are you... angry?"

Lu Jinan came out wearing home clothes. He didn't want to be contaminated by the stinky smell of cigarettes on Lu Kuangye, so he took a few steps and then turned his head to look at him.

"No."

Lu Kuangye scratched his hair, feeling choked with anger.

Liar! He clearly saw the coldness in his eyes just now, and he even frowned.

If a man is angry, just let him be angry. Just say it out.

Why is she still acting like a little girl, keeping a distance from him and being sulky and not talking?

Thinking of this, Lu Kuangye couldn't help but chuckle, and Lu Jinan next to him turned his head and looked at him puzzledly.

Why did you suddenly ask him if he was angry, and suddenly started laughing to yourself? It wouldn't be that the injuries he got from being beaten were internal, not brain injuries.

Alas, he shouldn't force his child to get into Tsinghua University or Peking University. In fact, it's okay for him to live happily like a fool every day.

Because of this thought, Lu Kuangye looked at the person's back and felt that he was petite and cute.

Oh, forget it, he's been the youngest uncle for a long time, so it's normal for him to have some temper. Although he is the nephew, he will have to make a living under his command in the future, so he should just pamper this old man.

So Lu Kuangye straightened his expression and used his hands to force a big smile on his face.

With a step forward, the tiny distance between them vanished. She took his arm and met his downcast eyes.

His gaze paused, and he sighed inwardly: I have to say, his uncle is really good-looking. He's clearly in his 30s, but if he were to wear his own school uniform and show up at school, they would definitely think he was a celebrity transfer student.

Suddenly I wanted to put his own school uniform on him.

When this thought came to his mind, his Adam's apple rolled involuntarily. He put his arms around his waist, intending to imitate the way he used to act coquettishly to his mother, but now, looking at his face, he inexplicably had some... feeling... that he couldn't put into words.

It seems like there's something... strange going on.

Lu Jinan looked at him strangely, "What's wrong?"

His hair was not tied up this time, so when he looked down at him, the soft strands of hair kept framing his face. His eyes were also very attractive, with a faint red mole at the end of his upturned eyelids.

Lu Kuangye knew he couldn't bear to watch any longer. He took a deep breath and was about to say something when he was suddenly pushed away by the man.

Lu Kuangye was a little dazed, staring at his empty hands, and stood there in a daze without moving.

When Lu Jinan saw it, he felt like he had abandoned a wounded wolf cub.

He pinched his brows and said, "You smoked a lot today, you must be smoking a lot. You smell the smoke all over your body."

"I'm not against you doing anything, but you're so young, and smoking too much is bad for your lungs."

"The same goes for school. If you really like to go against me, then I'll just leave you alone from now on. I don't want to be the annoying person, but I just don't like the smell of cigarettes. We live together, so we should respect each other. No smoking at home, not at school either. If you smoke outside, you must brush your teeth when you get home, okay?"

Lu Kuangye lowered his head and sneered, then raised his head and looked into his eyes.

After saying so much, Lu Kuangye only heard one sentence.

"You don't want to care about me anymore." The corners of his mouth curved up, and his tone was full of sarcasm. "That's right, no one wants to get into trouble with a disobedient child like me."

Lu Jinan knew that he was about to have another attack, so he quickly grabbed his wrist and pulled him away.

Lu Kuangye shook it off with all his strength, and it happened to be the scratched hand he was shaking. He immediately felt the flesh being torn apart. He squatted down holding his arm, and the uncontrollable pain swept through all his thoughts. At this moment, there was only one voice in his head that kept shouting: It hurts so much!

When Lu Jinan saw large patches of different colors seeping out of his school uniform jacket, his brows furrowed tightly.

Asked 07786, "Didn't you say you won the battle?"

07786 also started to wonder, "Yes, we won."

Lu Jinan began to strip off Lu Kuangye's coat. Lu Kuangye sat on the ground, his face pale, but he still had the strength to resist Lu Jinan's hands.

"Stop it, let me see if it's serious."

Lu Kuangye stared stubbornly at the man squatting in front of him with his brows furrowed. He still felt a lump in his chest.

"Didn't you say you wouldn't care about me?"

"Then whether I'm dead or injured is none of your business!"

"Get out of here!"

While he was making noises, Lu Jinan quickly pulled open his coat and yanked him out. Lu Kuangye hissed in pain.

"Oh my god, can you be gentler?"

Lu Jinan's hands began to tremble slightly. The winding bright red color entering the curtain made his breath stop, as if his eyes were filled with bright red again, and fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

He was breathing heavily and his face turned pale as paper. Even Lu Kuangye noticed that something was wrong with him.

"You...what's wrong..." Before she could finish her words, the man hugged her tightly.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Kuangye heard his voice trembling obviously, and his hands holding him were getting tighter and tighter.

"I'm sorry, I should have come to you sooner."

Lu Kuangye's figure gradually faded in his eyes, and he seemed to see the blind child with bruises all over his body again.

Lu Kuangye felt the man's embrace, and he had an indescribable feeling in his heart, as if it was sour and swollen, and he looked a little embarrassed.

"No, it's okay. Why are you so nervous? It's just a minor injury. In fact, it was just an accidental scratch when I was climbing over the wall. It will heal in a few days."

He stuttered, clearly out of breath as he spoke. He leaned against his body, clearly sensing his fear. Lu Kuangye was a little amused and patted his back soothingly, "Actually, it doesn't hurt that much."

On the side that they couldn't see, 07786 had been continuously transmitting energy to Lu Jinan. Only after Lu Jinan finally stabilized his breathing did 07786 breathe a sigh of relief.

It seems that the damaged soul still brought some impact.

Lu Jinan watched as the virtual image in front of him stopped shaking and the scarlet color gradually dissipated before his eyes.

Lu Kuangye just watched as the person in front of him knelt down in front of him, his figure reflected in his worried eyes.

It turned out that the moon at night was so quiet and bright that Lu Kuangye could not tell whether the light shining on the man was the moonlight or the light from the street lamp.