Nonsense! How could my adopted son be a villain?

Xu Lingguang glanced at Lan Jian again and began to wonder if he was overthinking things.

Lost in thought, Xu Lingguang didn't notice the step he was about to take. By the time he realized it, his foot had already missed its mark.

"Be careful."

Fortunately, Lan Jian had been watching him closely and reached out to support him in time.

However, the two were positioned differently, one above the other, and due to inertia, Xu Lingguang inevitably bumped into Lan Jian's arms, while his nose also hit Lan Jian's straight shoulder hard.

Xu Lingguang immediately stopped thinking nonsense and covered his sore nose, tears welling up in his eyes.

Lan Jian looked at him anxiously: "Are you injured?"

Xu Lingguang's eyes reddened and he gasped for breath, but he still replied in a muffled voice, "No, it just hurts a little. I'll rest for a bit."

Lan Jian frowned at him, then helped him sit down on a nearby stone bench: "Do you want me to put some medicine on you?"

He looked even more nervous and worried than Xu Lingguang. After speaking, he lowered his head and searched for various medicines for treating injuries in his sleeve, and soon filled the table with them.

Xu Lingguang's nose still hurt, but he couldn't help but laugh when he was amused. He said intermittently while taking a breath, "It's not that serious, it's just a bit sore. It'll be fine after a while."

Lan Jian still frowned: "You've been crying."

Xu Lingguang: "...Those were physiological tears, I couldn't control them either."

Just as he finished speaking, he was about to wipe his tears haphazardly with his sleeve when Lan Jian came over with a handkerchief and carefully wiped the tear stains on his cheeks. Xu Lingguang's movements immediately froze, and he stared at him with wide eyes.

Lan Jian was so close that he could not only see the other's flawless handsome face magnified, but also smell the faint fragrance on the other's sleeves. It was a fur care balm that he had specially made for Lan Jian. The ingredients included many fragrant flowers, making it a very pleasant floral scent. However, when used on Lan Jian, it inexplicably had an added touch of coolness, subtle yet irresistible, making one want to smell it a few more times.

Xu Lingguang sniffed, his ears burning as he lowered his eyelashes.

Lan Jian carefully wiped away the tears on his face, put away the handkerchief, and seeing that he was keeping his eyes down and not speaking, she became even more worried: "Does it still hurt? Should we call someone to come and take a look?"

It was just a bump on the nose, it's not that fragile.

Xu Lingguang thought to himself, but couldn't say a word. He swallowed hard to suppress his racing heartbeat: "No, it doesn't hurt anymore. Go check on the little ones quickly, lest they run away."

Lan Jian said, "It's right here in Qianjin Tower, it won't get lost."

Xu Lingguang suddenly realized, "Oh right, they were just strolling in the garden in front of Duxing Tower, they didn't even leave the gate of Qianjin Tower."

He felt like his brain was filled with a pot of simmering paste, thick and hot, making it very difficult for his brain to function. He could only instinctively avoid this atmosphere that made it impossible for him to think, and suddenly stood up and said, "I don't hurt anymore, let's go."

After saying that, he didn't even look at Lan Jian, and hurriedly chased after the little ones who had already run far ahead.

However, due to this sudden accident, Xu Lingguang's heartbeat did not return to normal for a long time. For the second half of the journey, he did not even dare to walk side by side with Lan Jian, nor did he dare to look at her. He could only keep staring at the cubs and pretend to be particularly concerned about them.

Fortunately, he always cared about the little ones, and seeing that Lan Jian's attitude didn't seem to have noticed anything unusual, Xu Lingguang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

After finally getting through the unusually long after-dinner walk, Xu Lingguang quickly retreated to his room.

As soon as the door closed, he threw himself onto the bed, pulled the blanket over his head, and muttered weakly, "Xu Lingguang, you're finished."

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Perhaps due to the emotional turmoil before bed, Xu Lingguang did not sleep very soundly.

I was having a hazy dream in the middle of the night.

He felt himself floating up, aimlessly walking out of the room and through various buildings, drifting uncontrollably towards the outside of Qianjin Building.

But subconsciously he didn't want to go too far. After drifting halfway, he stubbornly turned back on his own, constantly reminding himself that this was just a dream, and that he shouldn't overthink it and should hurry back to sleep.

He originally intended to return to Qianjinlou, but for some reason, the scene suddenly changed after he stepped through the gate. The once magnificent and luxurious Qianjinlou suddenly turned into a small, modern rental house.

Xu Lingguang was a little stunned when he suddenly saw the small one-bedroom apartment where he used to live.

He was stunned for a long time before he realized that this was the place where he lived before he traveled through time.

Perhaps because he had traveled for so long, he had almost forgotten this only place where he could take refuge, a place he once called "home".

Everything in the dream was too real and clear. Xu Lingguang wandered around the room. The first thing he saw was the instant noodles and beer that he had left on the dining table, still in plastic bags.

Then there's the laptop next to the instant noodles, its screen still lit up. The WeChat chat interface is open on the computer screen, constantly popping up messages. At a glance, there are large patches of green bubbles, all of them sarcastic little essays sent by the boss.

He stared at it for a while before he remembered that this was right after he had finished his resignation procedures.

He was fed up with the high-intensity work and the unrealistic promises from his boss, so he quit his job in a fit of anger and quickly completed the resignation procedures.

After completing the formalities and packing his things to go home from the company, he had no appetite for cooking. In addition, he was in a bad mood, so he just bought a cup of instant noodles and a few bottles of beer from the convenience store downstairs.

Originally, I just wanted to have a casual dinner, get drunk, and get a good night's sleep, but my stupid boss chased me down on WeChat and launched into a long tirade against me. The gist of it was that Xu Lingguang was a person with no sense of the big picture and too short-sighted. He said that he valued him so much, cultivated him, and treated him as a confidant, but Xu Lingguang was ungrateful and just resigned and left. He was really useless, blah blah blah.

Xu Lingguang was already annoyed, and being forced to watch his boss fart in front of him only made him more annoyed. So he called his friends out for drinks to vent his frustrations.

As he drank, he woke up to find himself transported to another world.

When he first transmigrated, Xu Lingguang often missed his small one-bedroom apartment. But as time went on and he adapted to his new life, he rarely thought about it anymore.

By now, he had almost forgotten that he even owned such a house.

I never imagined I would have to come back one day.

When Lan Jian asked him if he wanted to come back, he didn't give an immediate answer.

But now, looking at the empty little house and the WeChat messages that kept refreshing on the screen, he suddenly realized very strongly that he didn't actually want to come back.