I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Yang Huiyun stewed chicken and cooked rice, but it would be a while before the meal was ready.

She turned her head and saw Xie Yan and Shen Yan coming up hand in hand.

At first glance, both children looked incredibly well-behaved, and Yang Huiyun's heart softened, so she couldn't help but smile.

"The food isn't ready yet, it'll be a while. Yan Yan, why don't you take your little brother to your room to play for a bit?" Yang Huiyun said.

"it is good."

Xie Yan agreed quickly, but then she noticed that Shen Yan was dirty, and being a bit of a germaphobe, she couldn't stand it.

In addition, he had many injuries, big and small, and it would be easier to apply medicine after he was cleaned up.

Although they couldn't actually adopt Shen Yan, it would be good enough if they could help him as much as possible within the limited scope they had.

"Why don't you take a shower? I'll find you a towel and some clothes," Xie Yan said.

Shen Yan remained silent.

Can you take a bath by yourself?

Shen Yan looked down at the ground.

Xie Yan had really lost her patience, and half-jokingly, half-seriously, she leaned closer and said, "How about I help you wash?"

As she spoke, Xie Yan reached out as if to take off Shen Yan's shirt.

Shen Yan finally reacted. He looked up, pursed his lips, gripped his clothes tightly with both hands, and blinked at Xie Yan, seemingly giving in.

His face finally showed some lively little expressions. Xie Yan was about to laugh while teasing the child, so she took his hand and walked towards the bathroom.

After teaching Shen Yan how to use the water heater switch, shampoo, and shower gel, Xie Yan found an old piece of her own clothing and a towel. Once everything was ready, she left the bathroom.

Yang Huiyun, who came out of the kitchen, disagreed with what she saw.

“How can you let him wash himself when he’s so young? I was thinking of helping him wash tonight…” Yang Huiyun was clearly a little worried.

Xie Yan guessed that it was because Shen Yan was too small that Yang Huiyun mistook her for 5 years old when she was 8. After all, 5 years old is an age when people are still in kindergarten, which is indeed worrying.

However, Shen Yan is destined to be a major villain in the future, so it's impossible for someone to strip him naked and bathe him at the age of 8.

But Xie Yan couldn't say that, so she could only laugh cutely and try to get away with it.

Soon, the bathroom door opened.

The little boy with black hair was wearing a light pink oversized t-shirt that reached his knees, which could be used as a bathrobe so he didn't need to wear pants.

Shen Yan's usually pale face became pinkish from the steam, finally regaining some color.

The cleaned-up villain finally revealed his face. Usually, Xie Yan would see him covered in blood or ash, but now, looking at him, it felt like she had finally switched from 360p to 1280p.

He looked like he was in high definition.

Surprisingly, the clean-cut Shen Yan was even more adorable than Xie Yan had imagined!

His skin was exceptionally fair, his large eyes seemed to be moist, his cheeks were flushed with a faint pink, and his lips were small and pink. If he were a little plumper, he would truly be the embodiment of a sculpted jade.

Like a translucent rose crystal cake.

"You child, you didn't even dry your hair properly, it's still dripping wet, aren't you afraid of catching a cold..."

As Yang Huiyun spoke, she walked over and slapped a towel directly onto her face.

Shen Yan stood still and obediently let Yang Huiyun dry his hair.

This was a treatment he had never received before.

The food in the kitchen was ready, and the group could start eating after tidying up.

Yang Huiyun prepared an exceptionally lavish meal today: stewed chicken, scrambled eggs with chives, shredded potatoes, and stir-fried rice cakes with kimchi.

I learned how to make stir-fried rice cakes from Xie Yan, and I used the fresh rice cakes she bought today.

Shen Yan's eyes lit up with greed again.

He even considered grabbing it with his bare hands.

Xie Yan quickly shoved a spoon into his hand, saying, "Eat with the spoon, don't use your hands."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan turned to look at her before reluctantly picking up the spoon to eat.

He was not skilled at using a spoon, and his posture was incorrect; he could only barely manage to scoop the food into his mouth.

In Shen Yan's memory, he had never used chopsticks or spoons; he always ate from the ground.

He was just imitating Xie Yan, holding the spoon the same way she did, but it still didn't seem quite right.

However, Shen Yan didn't care anymore.

The food was delicious.

Seeing Shen Yan eating like a small animal, Yang Huiyun and Xie Yan exchanged a glance.

The emotions conveyed are self-evident.

Yang Huiyun truly couldn't bear it; she felt the child was so pitiful.

I've never had a good day since I was a child. I was beaten every day. Now I have no relatives and can't even get a hot meal.

If she were a rich person, she would definitely have adopted him.

But raising children isn't like raising kittens or puppies; it's not just about feeding them and letting them survive. Children need to go to school and receive an education, which requires tuition fees. Yang Huiyun is now struggling to support Xie Yan on her own.

She doesn't have that ability.

People's bottom line always tends to recede over time.

Originally, I only planned to bring Shen Yan back for dinner, but she ended up taking a bath and applying medicine to some of her minor wounds.

As darkness fell, Yang Huiyun hesitated for a moment, then pulled Xie Yan aside and whispered, "Why don't we let him stay the night and leave tomorrow? There's definitely no one to clean his place..."

Xie Yan paused for a moment before saying, "I saw the landlady come to collect the rent a few days ago. No one is paying rent for the apartment upstairs, so it's not hers anymore."

The house had become a haunted house. Whenever the landlord saw Shen Yan, he would curse her and spew out all sorts of foul language.

"Oh, where has he been staying these past few days?" Yang Huiyun asked in surprise.

Of course, we should sleep on the grass.

But Xie Yan simply said she didn't know.

Yang Huiyun, her mind racing, felt incredibly distressed. "Let him stay here tonight. You and Mom can sleep in your room. We'll go ask the police again tomorrow."

"it is good."

That evening, Xie Yan took Shen Yan to her room.

Her room wasn't big, but it was decorated warmly and beautifully. The pale yellow curtains were covered with small floral patterns, and the bed sheets and duvet covers were a light blue starry sky pattern.

There was a small desk by the window, with Xie Yan's schoolbag lying on it.

"You can stay here for today, we'll talk about the rest tomorrow."

Shen Yan stood at the bedroom door, wearing slippers several sizes too big, her big eyes observing everything before her, but she didn't come in.

He was still wearing that big t-shirt, so loose it could be worn as pajamas, like a dress.

Xie Yan couldn't help but chuckle at her timid little appearance.

"come in."

Xie Yan took the child's hand and led him inside. The child felt soft and cool in her hand, with little warmth.

It's October now, and the nights are a bit chilly. The quilt on Xie Yan's bed is made of newly kiln cotton, and it's just right to cover herself with it.

Xie Yan used her more than ten years of experience in taking care of children to settle Shen Yan down before turning off the lights and leaving.

Little did anyone know that Shen Yan, who had just closed his eyes, opened them again in the darkness.