I heard you had a white moonlight who died young.

Upon hearing this, Bing Nandong finally reached out to pull at Fan Zhiyi's blanket, only to find that he couldn't even lift it. With a sudden burst of strength, he managed to pull the entire blanket off Fan Zhiyi: "Fan Zhiyi, get up."

A blast of cold air rushed in, making Fan Zhiyi shiver and curl up into a ball. But this aggravated the injury on his waist, causing him to open his eyes halfway in pain and mumble, "I'll sleep a little longer."

Having been forcibly awakened, Fan Zhiyi was still dazed, his eyes hazy, his dark hair spread out on the snow-white sheets, a striking contrast. His clothes were disheveled, revealing his delicate collarbone and a small patch of skin.

Bing Nandong covered him with the blanket again: "What did you do last night?"

"I am afraid."

Bing Nandong didn't hear clearly and asked again, "What?"

"I had nightmares all night. One minute it was that female ghost trying to kill me, the next it was someone else trying to kill me. Ugh," Fan Zhiyi sighed. "I was also afraid something would crawl out from under the bed. I was so scared..."

As she was talking, she started to fall asleep again.

Bing Nandong called to him, "Fan Zhiyi, get up and eat."

Fan Zhiyi tucked his entire head under the covers, pretending to be a turtle.

Bing Nandong: "..."

In the end, Fan Zhiyi was still lifted up, quickly washed up, and sat down at the table with his hair down, looking dejected.

In the spirit of not wasting food, the dish was taken away and reheated.

After finishing his meal, Fan Zhiyi lazily yawned and suddenly felt bored, unsure of what to do. He looked at Xiao Bao, who was sitting on a small stool with his legs dangling, and curiously went over to take a look: "Xiao Bao, what book are you reading?"

"Big brother gave it to me," Xiao Bao enthusiastically shared with Fan Zhiyi.

Fan Zhiyi only glanced at it before his head started spinning.

What is this? A beginner's guide to magic? No, is it this hardcore?

Fan Zhiyi looked at a few pages, but he couldn't do it. Not only could he not recognize the words, but the pictures were also strange. And these hand gestures... Fan Zhiyi tried to imitate a few, and almost got his fingers tangled in knots.

Fan Zhiyi asked sincerely, "Xiao Bao, can you understand it?"

"Yes, I've heard the teacher talk about some characters with everyone in front of the school window before, and my older brother just taught me some too."

He's a true role model of a studious boy. If he were in the real world, Fan Zhiyi was sure Xiao Bao would become a top student. But it made him feel a little sorry for him, so Fan Zhiyi reached out and ruffled his hair.

"Fan Zhiyi." Bing Nandong came in, coughed lightly, looked away, and held out his hand, saying in a nonchalant tone, "This is for you."

Fan Zhiyi was overjoyed when he saw the three talismans in his hand. He knew that this man was just saying one thing and meaning another, and he couldn't bear to refuse his request!

Seeing how happy he was, Bing Nandong suppressed the urge to smile and raised her chin. Although she was happy inside, she deliberately put on a fierce look: "Use it sparingly, or it will be gone."

"Okay, okay, eh?" Fan Zhiyi took out the black dagger that was wrapped in a talisman and asked, "Is this also for me?"

"It's for self-defense, nothing valuable."

"Will this work on ghosts?"

"Yes, it has runes engraved on it."

Upon hearing this, Fan Zhiyi immediately pulled out a small piece and examined it.

The dagger was shiny black, and upon closer inspection, one could discern dense characters on it, though Fan Zhiyi couldn't understand a single one.

This dagger is small and easy to carry. Although Bing Nandong said it was nothing precious, Fan Zhiyi deduced that it probably had some history.

Fan Zhiyi was deeply moved and, feeling he had no way to repay the favor, sincerely said, "Thank you so much! I will definitely repay you in the future!"

As expected, he received a disdainful look from Bing Nandong. Even if he didn't say anything, Fan Zhiyi knew what this guy was thinking: You, repaying him? You couldn't repay him even if you sold yourself.

Fan Zhiyi held his three talismans with the utmost reverence, as if they were precious treasures. Although he was very reluctant to part with them, he still decided to give two of them to Xiaobao.

Bing Nandong saw through his intention and interrupted, "I've already given Xiao Bao his; you can keep these for yourself."

Xiao Bao nodded, "My older brother gave it to me while he was still sleeping." He patted his little Qiankun bag as he spoke.

so good?

Since that's the case, Fan Zhiyi packed the things up, then yawned and said, "Bing Nandong, did you get up in the middle of the night last night? I vaguely felt that you turned on the light."

Bing Nandong stiffened, then feigned calmness and said, "No, you've just been sleeping too long and are still a bit groggy."

Fine.

Fan Zhiyi didn't dwell on it. Having transmigrated here, it was rare to have such a leisurely time, and he was feeling a little sleepy.

Before he put on this, he slept very well. But ever since he came here, he's either been plagued by nightmares or frequently woken up in the middle of the night. If this continues, Fan Zhiyi feels he might not be far from going insane.

To be honest, why bother picking him? We should have picked those who are smart, bold, and energetic. He's only fit to be a lazy bum.

"Pack your things and let's go out," Bing Nandong said, seeing his expression.

Fan Zhiyi had no desire to go out today. He had already had his fill of "wow" yesterday, and he also wanted to save money. He couldn't use the spirit stones Bing Nandong had given him yesterday to buy the things he wanted to eat. The best way to avoid suffering was to not see those delicious foods.

Fan Zhiyi asked hesitantly, "Can I choose not to go?"

"What do you think?"

"I think it's okay."

"Fan Zhiyi".

"OK, I'll be right there." Fan Zhiyi grabbed the hairband he had thrown on the bed and roughly ran his fingers through his long hair.

Long hair is so inconvenient! His hair always gets tangled and he can't untangle it. It's awful!

After a while, Fan Zhiyi successfully tied his hair into a loose knot at the nape of his neck with a hairband. This was his limit; his arms were sore from holding it up. He could now experience firsthand the pain girls go through when combing their hair every day.

Bing Nandong glanced at him, hesitated before looking away, then looked at him again and couldn't help but say, "There's a strand of your hair that's not tied up."

"It's alright, ignore it, it likes freedom." Fan Zhiyi said weakly.

"Does amnesia mean I won't even know how to tie my hair up anymore?"

"Uh-huh."

"Can't you pull yourself together?"

Fan Zhiyi sighed inscrutably and shook his head.

"Nan Dong, are you going out?"

Judging from the voice and the way he addressed him, Fan Zhiyi knew it was Lu Changfu even before he saw him.

However, he wasn't the only one on the first floor; Wu Bai and Qin Shuan were also there.

Lu Changfu put down his teacup and smiled at them. He had a very gentle appearance, with a warm smile in his eyes and brows, making it easy for people to feel good about him.

He noticed that Fan Zhiyi was looking at him, and even smiled and nodded politely to Fan Zhiyi in return.

Aside from Xiao Bao and He An, who initially didn't know his identity, Fan Zhiyi had received this kind of treatment in this world. Everyone else in the world basically hated him, so he didn't react for a moment and just nodded along.

"I'll go out and take a look." This was Bing Nandong's answer to Lu Changfu's question.