Chapter 65 Actually a Love Brain

Chapter 65: Actually a Hopeless Romantic

The Same Spot

Fang Liyu's words made Fang Ran's heart pound rapidly, his gaze darting around.

He had too many secrets.

For a moment, Fang Ran couldn't tell whether Fang Liyu was referring to his original self or him.

Although Fang Liyu had just spoken many words from the heart, Fang Ran had no intention of revealing his own secrets.

His mind went blank for a moment, unsure how to react, and his expression stiffened slightly.

Fang Liyu seemed to sense his unease and smiled:

"Fang Ran, what are you so nervous about?"

"I'm talking about the shelter."

"The shelter?"

Fang Ran's heart skipped a beat, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This was something he remembered.

When he first transmigrated, he was afraid of revealing any clues and didn't dare ask people around him outright. He could only slowly piece together the original host's life traces.

It wasn't until he discovered that a fixed deduction was made from his Alliance currency account every month.

The recipient was a shelter in District 4.

Following the clues, he eventually found out that the original host was an orphan.

After the apocalypse, disasters were common, and monsters appeared from time to time, inevitably leaving many people displaced.

The Alliance government had done some work in these areas but couldn't handle everything. As a result, many grassroots relief efforts emerged.

The original host was one of the countless unlucky yet fortunate individuals.

He was adopted by a shelter, awakened as a Guide at the age of 21, and began working at the Sentinel and Guide Center. After that, he insisted on sending funds to the shelter every month.

Seeing Fang Ran lost in thought, Fang Liyu gave his hand a pat again, her gaze growing even softer.

"All the children at the shelter took the director's last name, Fang."

"My original name was Liyu. I was already in my teens when I arrived at the shelter. But the director was a genuinely kind person, so I later took his surname as well."

"After I started working at the center, I went back a few times. Once, I ran into you."

"Just a little kid, already learning to help me distribute supplies. If someone asked for something in your hands, you would happily hand it over."

"Unfortunately, I was later transferred to another district, and we lost contact."

"When I met you again, it seemed like you had forgotten who I was, so I never brought it up again."

At this point, Fang Liyu suddenly paused.

She glanced down at the terminal on her wrist, as if she had received an important message, her expression turning serious.

"Fang Ran," she suddenly looked up at him and said, "Our District 4 headquarters might be facing some major changes soon."

"Sister Fang?" Fang Ran looked at her in surprise. "What happened?"

Fang Liyu shook her head.

"You'll find out soon enough."

She stood up. "I need to head back to the office now."

"Be extra careful during this time."

Fang Ran nodded, silently watching her departing figure.

He had no idea that the original host and Fang Liyu had such a connection—no wonder she had always been so friendly toward him.

What she said about major changes...

Could it be related to those people from District 8 they encountered today?

And Fu Zhangzhou contacted him through the system backend today—wasn't he afraid of exposure?

What exactly was his current situation?

At this thought, Fang Ran's heart started pounding uncontrollably.

He quickly made the call on his terminal.

It connected instantly.

The Sentinel on the other end spoke first, his voice carrying a lazy smile: "Darling, missing me already?"

"......"

Fang Ran's first instinct was to protest.

But today, Fang Liyu's words had ultimately struck a chord in his heart.

Was he missing him?

Maybe, just maybe, he was.

Watching the clouds drifting in the distance, he slowly asked, "Fu Zhangzhou, what exactly is your situation right now?"

"There are a lot of rumors circulating outside."

"Some say you're in a coma, some say you're dying."

"You contacted me through the backend today—aren't you afraid of... exposure?"

"Exposure?" The person on the other end chuckled softly. "Why should I be afraid of exposure?"

"Darling, don't worry."

"As long as I think of my Guide every day, I..." His voice suddenly grew softer.

"Am doing just fine."

"......"

Fang Ran suddenly found the sunlight too glaring and had to cover his face with his hand.

Still full of cheesy lines.

This person didn’t sound like anything was wrong.

"Then when will you... come back?"

"Soon," the Sentinel chuckled again, his voice deep. "We’ll meet very soon."

"Fang Ran."

"Just wait for me."

......

"Knock, knock, knock."

The knocking sound rang out early in the morning.

Fang Ran opened the door to find his friend already in uniform, standing there full of energy.

"Good morning," Zhong Wan greeted him with a big smile.

"Good morning," Fang Ran replied with a smile.

They were roommates again.

Since the headquarters was pretty far from the apartment, Fang Ran chose to stay in the dormitory to avoid commuting every day, and unexpectedly ended up rooming with Zhong Wan again.

Just like before, it was a two-bedroom, one-living-room layout, giving them both privacy and chances to hang out. Both were quite satisfied.

"Fang Ran, you’re also going for the level reconfirmation test, right?"

"Yeah."

Fang Ran nodded.

He had received the notification after completing his onboarding procedures yesterday.

Not only was there a level reconfirmation test, but also a compatibility test with a random group of Sentinels.

This was the last step before officially starting.

"Then let’s go," Zhong Wan said, taking his hand and pulling him outside.

Fang Ran smiled and let his friend lead the way, feeling that Zhong Wan seemed even livelier than yesterday.

"Zhong Wan, you seem... in a great mood."

"Really?" Zhong Wan turned back with a smile, his eyes sparkling.

When they reached the ground floor, Fang Ran understood why.

Lu Wenchuan stood like an iceberg at the entrance of the Guides’ dormitory, carrying a field pack, clearly having come straight here after his mission.

He was tall, expressionless, and gave off a chilly vibe.

Passersby couldn’t help but glance at him, but he remained unfazed.

Yet, this iceberg melted the moment he saw Zhong Wan coming out of the dorm.

Zhong Wan let go of Fang Ran’s hand and hurried over to him.

Lu Wenchuan lowered his head and whispered something into Zhong Wan’s ear.

Fang Ran watched as his friend’s smile widened in an instant.

It was warm, as if it could melt the ice around the Sentinel.

Fang Ran averted his gaze, intending to give them some space and head to the testing center first.

"Fang Ran!"

Zhong Wan stood there waving at him.

Fang Ran had to go over and nod at Lu Wenchuan.

"Aren’t you two going to talk more?"

Zhong Wan threw an arm over his shoulder. "Oh, he’s just here as a bodyguard."

"Bodyguard?"

Fang Ran was taken aback.

What did Zhong Wan mean by that?

Lu Wenchuan took a step forward and said to him, "Sentinel Fu Zhangzhou made me promise something during a previous mission."

A promise?

Fang Ran looked up at Lu Wenchuan. "What promise?"

"A few days ago, I received an anonymous message," Lu Wenchuan’s eyes flickered. "It said... while he’s away, I had to protect you."

"Theoretically, the headquarters is safe."

"But since I promised him, I will keep my word."

"Your man is pretty good," Zhong Wan patted Fang Ran’s shoulder. "Don’t worry, between you and me, Lu Wenchuan is the third wheel here."

"Until Fu Zhangzhou returns, you can hang with us."

He winked at Fang Ran after saying this.

"Exactly."

Lu Wenchuan kept staring at Zhong Wan’s hand resting on Fang Ran’s shoulder. He frowned but still nodded. "Zhong Wan is right about everything."

"......"

Fang Ran looked at him again upon hearing this.

Who would have thought?

Such an icy person was actually a hopeless romantic?