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    Chapter 21: The Protagonist (the 'Uke') and the Four Suitors (Part 21)

    "You got this, Host! I know how to comfort you!"

    Shu Xian couldn't be bothered with him; he had a ton of chores still left to do.

    Although Fu Yichen had tried to persuade him that he didn't need to do those things, for the sake of the mission, Shu Xian still had to smile and say it was fine.

    Ugh, it's really tiring, I want to cry.

    It's never-ending. Just impossible to finish.

    "Hey Host, listen up, I'm going to comfort you now."

    006 cleared his throat.

    "Loving you for walking alone in the dark alley, loving you for not kneeling..."

    006 was immersed in his own angelic voice; the host would definitely be happy after hearing it.

    "Beat it. Don't make me report you to the main system."

    Work is already annoying enough.

    "Wuwu..."

    006 whimpered, covering his mouth, not daring to cry too loudly.

    Netizens lied to it, teaching it to comfort people this way.

    Shu Xian threw the mop aside.

    Ugh, exhausted.

    Just mopping the living room wore me out like this, aww, my hands are even chafed raw.

    "Shu Xian, stop doing that."

    "The housekeeper will be here soon."

    Fu Yichen couldn't bear to see him working so hard.

    The little young master had never suffered hardship before; he shouldn't have to endure it here either.

    "Seriously?"

    Hearing that a housekeeper was coming, Shu Xian's mood instantly lifted.

    "Really, you just need to keep me company, chat, and help change my bandages."

    "Okay, sounds good, hehe."

    Fu Yichen is truly a bro.

    "Want some snacks?"

    Shu Xian rummaged through the snacks he had just bought from the supermarket. After all, it wouldn't be polite to visit someone empty-handed.

    Fu Yichen looked at Shu Xian with some amusement.

    "You visit a patient and bring *this*?"

    "Yeah, they're all really tasty, I've taste-tested them myself."

    Shu Xian raised his hand as a promise.

    "Haha, you're adorable."

    Fu Yichen ruffled his hair.

    *Smack* Shu Xian swatted his hand away.

    "You're the cute one. I'm very manly, okay?"

    Shu Xian opened a pack of chicken feet and started munching.

    "You didn't think I was dumb enough to visit a patient without buying fruit, did you?"

    "Your fridge is probably full of fruit from friends who came to visit you."

    "You wouldn't finish it if I bought more, so snacks are better. You can eat these non-spicy ones; they're good for recovery."

    Shu Xian picked up a non-spicy chicken foot and offered it to him.

    "Haha, you're really both clever and cute."

    Fu Yichen's hand, originally heading for his hair, moved to his cheek and gave it a pinch.

    "Don't insult me. You're the clever one, you're the big brain."

    Life with a housekeeper was absolute bliss.

    Waking up to ready-made meals, not having to wash dishes or cook—it was wonderful.

    By the time Shu Xian got up, it was already noon; Fu Yichen was probably napping by now.

    "Young Master Shu, what's your relationship with Young Master Fu?"

    While eating, Shu Xian looked up at the housekeeper, who wore a knowing, auntie-like smile.

    So direct? So gossipy?

    "We're brothers, the kind of good brothers who would take a knife for each other, understand?"

    "Understand, understand."

    The housekeeper nodded, then added, "Who's on top and who's on bottom?"

    !!!

    ?

    "You've misunderstood. We have a purely platonic friendship, as pure as pure milk gets!"

    Shu Xian declared solemnly!

    "Alright, alright, I understand. Young Master Shu, eat more, this soup is very nourishing."

    The housekeeper ladled him a bowl of soup.

    ...

    Is this housekeeper shipping her employers right in their own home?

    Shu Xian wondered if he should ask Fu Yichen to fire her and hire someone else.

    But this housekeeper did take good care of them in daily life.

    After some thought, Shu Xian decided to drop it and give her another chance.

    "You're awake?"

    "Do you want something to eat?"

    Fu Yichen woke up just as Shu Xian had finished eating.

    Look at that bearing, truly befitting a soldier.

    Even hobbling along on crutches, he walked faster than Shu Xian, not needing any help at all.

    A considerate 'top' should be just like this.

    "No, just help me wash some fruit."

    "Alright, then go sit in the living room first."

    Shu Xian took a small basket of strawberries and an apple.

    These strawberries are so big and plump, gotta eat them first.

    It'd be a shame if they went bad.

    "Here, eat up."

    Shu Xian handed him the apple and started devouring the basket of strawberries.

    "Finish the apple before eating the strawberries, okay? Apples are better for your health."

    Afraid he wouldn't believe it, he added:

    "You know, the saying goes, 'an apple a day keeps the doctor away.'"

    Shu Xian unabashedly kept eating the strawberries—after taking care of him for so many days, what's wrong with having a few?

    "You really like strawberries?"

    Shu Xian ate them two bites at a time without stopping. In no time, his red lips were stained even more crimson and glossy by the strawberry juice.

    "Yeah, they're delicious."

    "Finished the apple?"

    Shu Xian picked up a strawberry and stuffed it into his mouth. "Eat up, it's really sweet."

    "Host, Fu Yichen doesn't like strawberries."

    Fu Yichen, as if possessed, gently chewed the strawberry that had been pushed into his mouth.

    It was very sweet, with lots of juice.

    The strawberry aroma was also very fragrant, much like the scent on Shu Xian.

    "See, he's eating it, isn't he?"

    The novel has already derailed, so the characters' personalities and preferences have probably changed too.

    Seeing Fu Yichen staring intently at him, Shu Xian thought he still wanted more and picked up another strawberry to stuff into his mouth.

    "Eat up, good buddy, there's plenty."

    Shu Xian stopped eating, leaving the rest for him.

    "You eat some too."

    Fu Yichen liked watching him eat strawberries.

    "I've had enough, you eat them."

    Shu Xian stopped eating. The strawberry he was chewing seemed to lose its deliciousness.

    Fu Yichen picked up a strawberry. "Open your mouth."

    Shu Xian originally wanted to refuse, but who could resist something so sweet and delicious?

    He took a bite of the strawberry from his hand.

    Mmm, really tasty.

    "You have some too."

    Shu Xian also picked up one and stuffed it into his mouth.

    The housekeeper hiding in the kitchen held up her phone, grinning from ear to ear.

    Still calling themselves brothers? Guan Yu and Zhang Fei weren't like this.

    She silently clicked send on the photo she had just taken.

    Then she happily clocked out for the day.

    "What are you smiling about?"

    This Fu Yichen is being weird, smiling at him while eating a strawberry.

    "Nothing, just thinking that eating together makes the food taste better."

    "Hmph, you're lucky to have a friend like me keeping you company."

    Shu Xian didn't bother being modest.

    After spending more time with Fu Yichen, he found him to be quite loyal and righteous.

    He was also straightforward, saying whatever was on his mind. Shu Xian felt quite at ease staying at his place.

    Apart from daily necessities like eating, drinking, and using the bathroom, he didn't have to do much.

    Fu Yichen even changed his own bandages.

    He basically never imposed on Shu Xian.

    He had a strong suspicion there was a bug in the original storyline. After all, no matter how much a person changed, they wouldn't differ that much from before.

    In his previous life, Li Wu toiled himself to death at Fu Yichen's house, but in this life, he was living the easy life at Fu Yichen's place?

    Ugh, who knows?

    "Xian, I need to go to the hospital for a follow-up. My buddy will accompany me. You can stay home or go out for a bit."

    A follow-up must mean he's almost better, and his task is nearly complete...

    "Alright, I'll wait for you at home then."

    Shu Xian said cheerfully.

    Fu Yichen often called his name for no particular reason, and eventually shortened it to just one character: Xian.

    Shu Xian didn't mind.

    After Fu Yichen went to the hospital, Shu Xian was left alone at home.

    "Ding-dong."

    Back so soon?

    Shu Xian got up to open the door.

    A woman in elegant attire stood at the doorway, who bore some resemblance to Fu Yichen.

    "Can I help you?"

    "Are you Fu Yichen's sister? Younger or older?"

    "Hehe, what a sweet talker."

    "I'm his mother."

    The lavishly dressed woman walked straight in and sat on the sofa.

    "Um, hello, Auntie. Fu Yichen went to the hospital for a follow-up."

    Shu Xian looked flustered.

    "I know. I came to see you."

    "To see me?"

    What for?

    "I'll get straight to the point. Are you and Fu Yichen dating?"

    "Huh? No, no, Auntie, you've misunderstood. We're just friends."

    Shu Xian denied it three times in a row.

    "Don't be shy, young man. Auntie isn't here to break you two apart."

    "No, Auntie, we really aren't together."

    Shu Xian explained.

    "Then how do you explain this?"

    Fu Yichen's mother slid the photo of the two of them eating strawberries in front of him.

    From the angle in the photo, they looked like a couple feeding each other strawberries.

    Shu Xian guessed it was probably taken by the housekeeper.

    "Even though this photo looks... compromising, we really aren't."

    Shu Xian was so anxious he scratched his head and ears, at a loss for how to explain.

    "Oh, there's no need to be shy."

    "Our Yichen definitely likes you."

    "He never feeds anyone, nor does he let anyone feed him."

    "He must really like you."

    Fu Yichen's mother covered her mouth with a knowing, delighted smile.

    She was quite pleased with him as a match for her son—good-looking, well-behaved, and sweet-talking.

    So this was her son's type, huh?

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