The Sweetness of the Seventies
Chapter 521 - 492 Different, Angry_1

Chapter 521: Chapter 492 Different, Angry_1

Since her son’s accident, Jiang Lifang had worried more than once that He Tiantian would abandon her son.

Her son remained unconscious, a living dead, a vegetative person; now that her son had awakened, everyone was overjoyed, but to everyone’s dismay, he had become mentally disabled, a fool.

Under such circumstances, how could He Tiantian, a good girl, be willing to stay by her son’s side!

While mourning her son’s condition, Jiang Lifang also felt sorry.

Now, hearing He Tiantian’s words moved Jiang Lifang, for He Tiantian did not disdain her son.

As she was moved, Jiang Lifang also thought that if her son truly couldn’t recover, their family wouldn’t drag He Tiantian down. After all, He Tiantian was a good girl and shouldn’t be held back by her son.

Even though she desperately hoped that He Tiantian would not leave her son and would always stay with him, caring for him, she could not be so selfish.

He Tiantian was like a child she had watched grow up, and she felt sorry for her; being parents themselves, she understood the feelings of He Jingyu and Wang Shuping as parents and would not agree to Tiantian marrying a fool.

"Tiantian, thank you," Jiang Lifang said, "Let’s talk about this matter later. For now, let’s focus on Yingjie’s treatment."

He Tiantian nodded and said, "Okay, I’ll listen to you."

Jiang Lifang went outside and relayed what He Tiantian had just said to Huo Zhekun, and he too was very moved.

For the sake of Tiantian’s feelings, if their son didn’t recover, they would not burden He Tiantian either.

The couple went back, and Jiang Lifang took some clothes for He Tiantian, both inner and outer wear.

About an hour later, He Tiantian woke up and wanted to go to the bathroom, but her hand was being held by Huo Yingjie, preventing her from going.

He Tiantian tried to hold it but couldn’t, her face flushing red with effort. She forcefully pried Huo Yingjie’s hand away and darted to the bathroom at top speed.

Huo Yingjie, as if startled, woke up and saw He Tiantian run off. Getting out of bed, he followed her barefoot.

"Tiantian, Tiantian..." Huo Yingjie banged on the door, "You said you’d stay with me, but you ran off; that’s not keeping your word."

He Tiantian couldn’t care about modesty, quickly relieved herself, and said to Huo Yingjie outside, "I didn’t leave. I’ll be right out; don’t speak so loudly."

Seeing that He Tiantian responded, Huo Yingjie stopped knocking on the door and stood outside, staring intently at the bathroom door.

He Tiantian pulled up her pants and came out, looking somewhat embarrassed.

"Why aren’t you wearing shoes?" He Tiantian asked, changing the subject.

Huo Yingjie glared at He Tiantian, his feet bare.

He Tiantian quickly grabbed a pair of slippers and placed them by Huo Yingjie’s feet, saying, "Put on the slippers, the floor is cold."

"I won’t wear them!" Huo Yingjie turned his head, refusing to put them on.

"Don’t you need to use the bathroom?" He Tiantian asked. "To pee..."

At that moment, Huo Yingjie looked somewhat uncomfortable, squeezing his legs together.

"Come on, put on your shoes quickly, let’s go to the bathroom." He Tiantian said. Huo Yingjie hadn’t been to the bathroom since the morning and seemed to be holding it in.

Huo Yingjie then obediently put on his shoes and turned into the bathroom.

Now, it was He Tiantian’s turn to wait outside the door.

"Tiantian, come in," Huo Yingjie called from inside.

He Tiantian rolled her eyes; all the sorrow was washed away by Huo Yingjie’s childish behavior. The little fool was still trying to be naughty, she said, "If you need to pee, aim at the urinal; if you want to poop, then sit on it. There’s paper on the side, wipe your own butt."

As soon as He Tiantian finished speaking, a hissing sound came from inside.

He Tiantian, unable to help herself, blushed yet again.

When Huo Yingjie came out, He Tiantian noticed his hands were dry and said, "Go wash your hands over there!"

As Huo Yingjie was washing his hands, He Tiantian continued to teach him, pressing a button and saying, "After you use it, close the lid and press this button, and it will flush away."

Huo Yingjie washed his hands and quietly looked at He Tiantian.

"Brother Yingjie, what’s wrong?" He Tiantian, holding a towel, wiped Huo Yingjie’s hands, feeling that Brother Yingjie seemed different again.

Huo Yingjie didn’t speak, letting He Tiantian wipe his hands for him.

After coming out of the restroom, He Tiantian took Huo Yingjie out, had him sit down, and poured him a glass of honey water.

"Brother Yingjie, drink some water," He Tiantian said softly, growing more curious as Huo Yingjie remained silent.

Huo Yingjie drank the water but still didn’t speak.

"Brother Yingjie, why don’t you sleep a bit more," He Tiantian suggested, as she made up the bed for him.

Huo Yingjie let He Tiantian arrange things, still without speaking.

He Tiantian, somewhat worried, asked, "Brother Yingjie, are you feeling unwell somewhere?"

Huo Yingjie shook his head and closed his eyes. His mind was in chaos, with countless images flashing back and forth, leaving him overwhelmed.

Huo Yingjie’s head felt heavy and foggy, and he soon fell asleep.

"Gurulu gurumi······ Snake King, Little Rotating Turtle, you must come out quickly, what on earth is going on?" He Tiantian finally found a quiet moment to seek answers from Snake King and Little Rotating Turtle.

Snake King arrived like a gust of wind, as if floating in the air.

Little Rotating Turtle also came out from under Huo Yingjie’s bed, looking up at He Tiantian.

Looking at Snake King, now in human form and handsome as ever, He Tiantian asked, "Everything seemed normal last night; how did it become abnormal during the day? Forgetting family, forgetting the past?"

Little Rotating Turtle and Snake King looked at each other, their faces showing a touch of unease, as they both avoided He Tiantian’s gaze.

"Speak up, don’t hide it from me," demanded He Tiantian, angrier than she had ever felt before.

Snake King felt aggrieved and uncertain about how to begin, so he turned to Little Rotating Turtle and said, "Little Rotating Turtle, you tell her."

"Snake King, you’re omnipotent, better you should say it," Little Rotating Turtle also wanted to pass the buck to Snake King.

"Humph!" Snake King scoffed. "He’s your master; if you don’t tell her, who will?"

"But······" Little Rotating Turtle became speechless, yes, this was its master.

"Slap!" He Tiantian slammed her hand on the table, "Just tell me already, stop passing the buck. Little Rotating Turtle, Brother Yingjie is your master, so you go first. After you’re done, I’ll ask Snake King."

Little Rotating Turtle, seeing He Tiantian with a stern face, dared not hold back and carefully began, "Actually, it’s not such a big deal!"

"You heartless thing, you used to say that your master treated you so well. Now that your master has become like this, you actually say it’s not a big deal? How can you live up to your master’s kindness?" When He Tiantian heard this, she became infuriated and scolded Little Rotating Turtle.

"It’s not like that; listen to me explain," Little Rotating Turtle hurriedly begged for mercy, knowing it couldn’t rest without making things clear.

"Then explain, I’m listening carefully!" He Tiantian said sternly, "You’d better tell me the truth."

"I’ll tell the truth, no lies," Little Rotating Turtle nodded repeatedly, "Well, it’s a long story······"

"Then don’t dawdle; make a long story short," He Tiantian, impatient, wished she could know everything at once.