Senior, don't be afraid, I'll protect you.

On his way home, recalling what had just happened, Luo Ye muttered to himself, "I wonder what will become of Liu Meiren and Sister Zhang in the future."

"Liu Jiang is here..."

Su Baizhou murmured the name, then said calmly, "He should be able to."

The fact that she recommended Liu Jiang to be the new student council president from among so many people already speaks volumes.

He is an honest, capable, and emotionally intelligent person, and is trustworthy.

"I hope so."

Luo Ye walked beside Su Baizhou with his hands behind his back, like an old man.

Su Baizhou didn't care and let her junior walk beside her. The two returned to the family dormitory together.

Speaking of which, Youcai's due date is only a few days away.

Today is the 28th. When I took my pet to the vet for a checkup last time, the vet gave me the due date as January 1st.

Since that's the case, they won't be able to go out and have fun this New Year's Day. They'll have to stay at home and watch as Youcai safely gives birth to the baby.

It is said that it was carrying six babies in its small belly.

At this moment, Su Youcai's belly was swollen, and his body had become uncoordinated.

However, with her talent and good looks, she will give birth to a beautiful little kitten.

After returning home, Luo Ye realized that they hadn't eaten lunch yet.

Looking at the senior sitting on the sofa, he casually asked, "Senior, what would you like to eat for lunch?"

"Eat fish."

"Okay, I'll buy it."

Luo Ye picked up the key to the electric scooter, then went downstairs, got on the scooter, and went to the nearby market to buy fish.

Upon arriving at the entrance of the market, Luo Ye parked his electric scooter by the roadside and casually hung his helmet on the hook in front of the scooter.

Because it was lunchtime, there weren't many people at the market, and some stall owners were eating boxed lunches.

Luo Ye arrived at the fish stall and asked, "Which fish doesn't have bones?"

"The grouper has few bones, tender and delicious meat that is not greasy."

Luo Ye: ...

Does he look like an idiot?

"Give me a Guizhou fish."

"Ok."

Grouper is expensive and small; if I buy it, my senior will scold me.

He bought some side dishes and seasonings, intending to have his senior cook braised fish.

"Xiao Luo, do you want to buy some fresh bamboo shoots for your girlfriend to try?"

"No, auntie, we're having fish for lunch today."

Luo Ye shook the fish in his hand.

The term "auntie" is rarely used here, so the vegetable vendor was a little confused for a moment.

After leaving the market, Luo Ye hung the fish on the hook in front of his car, inserted the key, and left.

Passing by a bakery, Luo Ye was drawn in by the aroma of the bread and bought a box of desserts to take home with him.

Back at the apartment building, he parked his electric scooter between two parking spaces and took the bag containing fish and seasonings off the hook.

He had only taken two steps when he suddenly froze in place.

The next moment, he quickly returned to his electric scooter and checked the location of the hook.

Something feels off...

Something seems to be missing?

Is something missing?

Ok?

Ok? ? ?

Where's my helmet?

Where did I go, all pink and cute, wearing a helmet with a little windmill on my head?

The scenes from just now flashed through my mind.

When he arrived at the market, he put his helmet on the hook.

After leaving the market, I hung the bag on the hook.

He didn't think much of it at the time, but now that he thinks about it...

Where's his helmet?!

Stolen?!

Seriously? People still steal helmets these days?

This was the senior's favorite helmet. How could he explain losing it to her?

Should we go back and look for it now?

What about the fish?

Call the police?

The helmet only costs a little over a hundred yuan, calling the police is too much trouble, isn't it?

Damn it, I guess I'll just have to accept my bad luck.

Luo Ye returned to the door of his room, hesitated for a long time, and then opened his own door.

Su Baizhou sat on the sofa and noticed Luo Ye's return. She looked over and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

"Braised fish."

"Ah."

She stood up and took the fish from her junior's hand.

Then, she glanced at her junior's face and suddenly noticed that his expression was a little strange, so she asked, "What's wrong?"

Luo Ye lowered his head and whispered, "The helmet is lost..."

"what?"

The sound was too soft, and Su Baizhou didn't hear it.

"The helmet is gone!" Luo Ye looked up and repeated loudly.

Upon hearing this, Su Baizhou looked dazed and didn't react for a moment.

She was pondering the meaning behind her junior's words.

In my mind, a pink helmet with a little windmill attached that spins when you ride an electric scooter came to mind.

The next moment, the helmet went further and further away until it disappeared from Su Baizhou's mind.

Got it, the helmet is lost.

Su Baizhou's expression changed slightly, and she said with a serious look, "Quickly, call the police."

"Reporting something worth a little over a hundred yuan to the police is a waste of police resources, isn't it?"

"That's a helmet!" Su Baizhou said anxiously.

She really liked the helmet. Despite her icy demeanor, she found the feeling of the little windmill spinning on her head quite amusing.

Her love for this helmet was even greater than her love for the steamed fish head with chopped chili peppers.

"Then I'll buy another one."

"If I buy another one, it won't be my little pink anymore."

Su Baizhou, carrying the fish, stood sadly in front of Luo Ye.

"I'll buy a better-looking one."

Seeing his senior's unhappy expression, Luo Ye's heart melted.

My senior is so cute, I want to hug her and comfort her.

"I want a windmill."

"Buy, buy the most beautiful windmill."

Luo Ye opened the shopping app and, following his senior's request, bought the windmill before even buying the helmet.

Su Baizhou brought the fish to the kitchen and began cooking.

Luo Ye sat on the sofa, searching for a better-looking helmet on a shopping app.

The helmets on shopping apps come in all shapes and sizes, but none of them look as good as his.

He grew angrier the more he thought about it, and finally threw his phone on the sofa, angrily thinking to himself:

That wicked helmet thief!