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

After the rain, the sky was clear and cloudless.

The sun was shining brightly and the air was fresh.

Xie Qingyu got up early again, wearing a loose dark green crew neck sweatshirt, looking incredibly youthful and casual.

He was recently suspended from his job and finally had some free time, but he couldn't concentrate on watching anime anymore; even if he did turn it on, he wasn't in the mood to watch it.

He felt this was a good opportunity to learn how to drive.

Otherwise, it would be a bit much if a domineering CEO couldn't even distinguish between the accelerator and the brake.

So Xie Qingyu told Tan Qing that he had a fever that damaged his brain, causing some memory loss and making it impossible for him to drive. He asked Tan Qing to teach him how to drive.

Tan Qing holds multiple positions at the company. She finally managed to find time to be a coach and also had to answer many work-related phone calls. At this moment, she went out to answer the phone.

Although he had been learning for several days, Xie Qingyu was too afraid to drive alone in the car, so he simply picked up his phone and started browsing.

He saw Bai Zhiwei's name in his contacts, mentally prepared himself, and then called her.

He still wanted to salvage the situation for the sake of the mission.

Xie Qingyu spoke into the receiver with great emotion, "...What half-siblings! I don't care! What about all those wonderful times we had before!"

Bai Zhiwei's clear voice came from the other end without hesitation, "Count the seaweed!!"

She has now realized that Mr. Gu is not inherently bad, but he is not particularly smart either, so she is no longer afraid of him.

Bai Zhiwei spoke with an exceptionally cold tone through her 37-degree mouth, "Young Master Gu, Big Brother, you are my only brother. We have already sworn brotherhood, and the process was clear and complete, witnessed by heaven and earth. We are all family, so don't say such mushy things. If it really doesn't work, I'll take you to my father's grave another day and introduce you to him."

"...No need, thank you."

Xie Qingyu felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason.

However, his love life ended in heartbreak.

He utterly hated the bartender who called Bai Zhiwei that day. Why did he have to call her? It caused them to become sworn brothers.

Is this what they call the female lead's halo? She always accompanies the male lead when he's drunk?

Bai Zhiwei was adamant, denying any revolutionary brotherhood between the two, leaving Xie Qingyu speechless with frustration.

After hanging up the phone, he sighed and then called Xie Yan again, wanting to have a casual chat.

But the phone rang for a long time, and no one answered.

Xie Qingyu, not believing in bad luck, dialed again, and this time it went through, but the female voice on the other end was not Xie Yan.

"...Xie Yan isn't here; she probably forgot her phone when she went out."

When Tan Zhuoran woke up in the morning, he found that Xie Yan was not in the room. He thought that she had gone out to do something early in the morning again.

"Oh, okay, thank you."

After hanging up the phone again, Xie Qingyu frowned, somewhat puzzled.

It's already this late, and Xie Yan went out all morning without her phone. Where could she have gone?

Could something have happened?

The two were more than 80 kilometers apart, and their brainwaves were no longer usable.

He vaguely remembered that Xie Yan went to participate in some competition with the school. He also remembered that Shen Yan went, which made Gu Jinhua very unhappy.

After thinking for a moment, Xie Qingyu dialed Shen Yan's number.

The bell rang suddenly in the quiet room.

The room was dark, with the lights off and the curtains drawn.

Even in broad daylight, it's as dark as night.

A large hand hung up the phone without even looking at it.

But two seconds later, the call came in again.

Xie Yan was still asleep, but the ringing of the alarm clock made her frown slightly.

The call was then connected, and Xie Qingyu's voice immediately came from the other end.

"Where are you? At the hotel?"

Shen Yan pursed his lips, his voice low and soft, "What?"

"I asked you where you are, if everything is going well, and if anything has happened?"

"……Oh."

Oh?

Oh? ? ?

Oh, what's the reaction?

Can an "oh" be used to answer a question?

Xie Qingyu was stunned for a moment, then licked his lips in annoyance. Why was Shen Yan always causing him trouble? Was it so hard to say something?

Just as Xie Qingyu was about to raise the volume, he heard a soft, familiar female voice coming from the other end of the receiver.

"...Shen Yan, who are you talking to?"

The voice sounded groggy and a little hoarse, clearly indicating that the person wasn't fully awake yet!

Immediately afterwards, Xie Qingyu heard the previously lifeless male voice suddenly become cheerful, sounding almost jubilant and sickeningly sweet.

"Sister, you're awake."

I rely on.

Holy crap!

Although the voice was a little hoarse, Xie Qingyu immediately recognized it as Xie Yan's!

Xie Qingyu's eyes widened like copper bells, shooting out lightning-like shrewdness!

No, what are you yelling about?!

That's my sister!!!

It's not your sister!!!

What does this mean?! Why is his sister sleeping at Shen Yan's place so early in the morning?!

God!!!

Why!!!!!

Xie Qingyu's innocent brain was racing, and no one knew what he was imagining, but then a sharp cracking sound suddenly rang out, followed by a frantic roar.

Xie Yan had a high fever last night, and now she has a dry mouth, a sore throat, and her eyes are so dry that she can barely open them.

She vaguely heard Shen Yan say a few words, but she couldn't make out what he said.

Right now, it seems to be squeaking and making a lot of noise somewhere.

She raised her aching arm and rubbed her temples, asking in a hoarse voice, "What's making so much noise?"

Almost instantly, Shen Yan swiftly pressed the red button on his phone screen, and the air instantly became peaceful and serene.

He blinked and said innocently, "No."

Xie Yan raised her arm and rested it on her forehead for a while before her dazed mind gradually cleared up.

She opened her eyes and found herself lying on a soft, large bed, completely wrapped in blankets, with not a breath of wind escaping her.

A boy with bright, sparkling eyes lay beside her, looking at her with tender eyes.

The dimly lit room was only illuminated by a sliver of light filtering through the curtains, barely enough to make out the boy's delicate features. He looked both handsome and obedient, almost like a little white fox spirit.

She felt weak and powerless all over. When she tried to sit up, she lifted the blanket and realized that her clothes had been changed.

Her nightgown was soaked yesterday, but now she's wearing a white cotton bathrobe from the hotel, which is perfectly dry.

She only remembered that she hugged Shen Yan and comforted him last night, and then she probably fainted from the fever. She didn't remember anything else.

It goes without saying who carried her to bed and who changed her clothes.

Although she knew she absolutely shouldn't let a patient with a high fever sleep in wet clothes, Xie Yan still couldn't help but feel her heart pounding and her face burning with embarrassment.

She was about to speak when she started coughing as soon as she took a breath.

Her throat hurt like it had been ripped open with a razor blade, and she dared not cough too hard, for each cough would cause her pain.

Seeing this, Shen Yan immediately got up, supported Xie Yan's back, and helped her sit up and lean against him. Then he took a water glass from the bedside table and fed it to Xie Yan.

Xie Yan coughed so hard she felt suffocated, her face turning red from the choking. She didn't care about anything else and quickly drank several mouthfuls from the cup.

The water was just the right temperature, slightly hot, but perfect for drinking.

After drinking half a cup of hot water, Xie Yan finally felt better, but her throat still hurt.

Perhaps because the buff was fully stacked, Xie Yan felt that this fever was particularly severe and uncomfortable.

Her chest heaved violently before she noticed the dim lighting inside the room.

"Why don't you turn on the light?"

"You're sick, you can't rest well with the lights on."

Xie Yan had a fever last night, and Shen Yan didn't sleep a wink. He fed her medicine and wiped her hands and face, just like Xie Yan had done for him last time.

However, Xie Yan doesn't have the habit of sleeping with the lights on. The light is too bright, and she always frowns and can't sleep soundly.

Shen Yan then turned off the lights and drew the curtains, taking care of the child in the dark.

Xie Yan took a deep breath, feeling the warmth emanating from the boy behind her, and his heartbeat. It was the heartbeat she had personally saved last night, and it felt exceptionally strong now.

"...You're... awake now?"

The boy seemed to freeze all over, and after a long while, he finally let out a soft "hmm".

He dozed off a bit around 5 a.m., exhausted. When he regained consciousness, he found Xie Yan fast asleep in his arms, her body radiating intense heat.

Shen Yan was so shocked that he didn't have time to think it through and quickly grabbed a towel to cool her forehead down.

It wasn't until dawn and Xie Yan's fever subsided that Shen Yan's tense mind began to relax slightly, and he tried hard to recall what had happened last night.

Upon recalling this, Shen Yan immediately felt flustered.

The side of him that he feared most being discovered was still seen by Xie Yan.

He was stripped completely bare, with nothing left.

Unbeknownst to him, Shen Yan had tightly wrapped Xie Yan in his arms from behind, his arms as strong as iron, as if he wanted to embed Xie Yan into his body.

He lowered his head, his jet-black hair covering most of his face, leaving only his fair chin resting on Xie Yan's left shoulder, trembling slightly.

Even her voice carried a subtle fragility, extremely soft and shallow, trembling slightly.

"Sister, I'm sick."

"Could you...not blame me?"

"I can't control myself..."

His tone was so humble it was almost obsequious, as if getting sick was his fault.

"Cough cough..."

Xie Yan wanted to say a few words of comfort, but this person was holding her too tightly, and she was finding it hard to breathe.

She quickly raised her hand and patted Shen Yan's arm, "Shen Yan, if you don't let go, you'll strangle me to death."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan was so frightened that he immediately let go of her, then quickly patted her back to pat her back and help her catch her breath, "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry..."

Xie Yan was finally released and gained her freedom. She turned to look at the boy behind her.

The light was dim, but one could still see that the boy's fair face was blurred with tears, his eyes filled with a blank yet longing look.

Why would I blame you? You've already done a great job.

Xie Yan coughed twice more. "Also, did you change the clothes I was wearing?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Yan's expression immediately became unnatural.

"Um, I wasn't fully conscious last night, I don't remember, I'm sorry..."

He couldn't control his actions in that other state, and he didn't even know how he changed Xie Yan's clothes; he really had no recollection of it.

Xie Yan, however, breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that she doesn't remember; if she did, she would really go crazy.

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Xie Qingyu was suddenly hung up on, the loud bang echoing for three days and reaching the sky.

Tan Qing, who was outside making a work call, was stunned, thinking that Mr. Gu had suffered some kind of shock in the car.

When he opened the door, he saw Mr. Gu holding his phone with a distorted expression, almost delirious.

Seeing Tan Qing looking at him in surprise, Xie Qingyu gritted his teeth, a cold smile on his face, his eyes seeming to be able to kill.