Transmigration: Flirted with My Childhood Sweetheart
Chapter 466 - 465: The Root of Seeking Death

Chapter 466: Chapter 465: The Root of Seeking Death

Dealing with Sie Yufei was ultimately put on hold because New Year’s was nearing.

The next day, the 29th of the twelfth lunar month.

At 5:30 in the morning, Lin Nianhe was woken up by Lin Huai Zhou to go to the public bathhouse for a bath.

Lin Nianhe was really reluctant since she had been reading until two o’clock in the morning, and she was very sleepy right now.

One hand carrying two enamel basins, with a military overcoat draped over a shoulder, Lin Huai Zhou used his other hand to usher Lin Nianhe out, coaxing her, "Be good, there are too many people at night. Let’s go early and beat the crowd."

Lin Huai Zhou’s injury was just as accommodating as he said it’d be, ready to heal before the New Year. The first thing he did after ditching his crutches was to look for Su Yuncheng to fight—but Su Yuncheng dodged him, so no fight ensued.

At the doorstep, Lin Huai Zhou wrapped his sister up like a dumpling, leaving only her eyes exposed, only then taking her out.

Lin Nianhe, still not fully awake, squinted and trudged on, too sleepy to think about anything else.

The siblings had just stepped out when they saw Su Yuncheng, also heading to bathe, fortuitously carrying a military overcoat folded into the shape of a tofu block.

"Su Yuncheng!" Lin Huai Zhou squinted his eyes, "Let’s fight!"

Su Yuncheng glanced at him: "It’s almost New Year, what’s there to fight about."

This reason was impeccable, and Lin Huai Zhou frowned and said, "Then after New Year’s."

"Alright, we’ll fight after the month is out."

With that, Su Yuncheng walked up to Lin Nianhe, looking at her sleepy, mushy demeanor, his tone softened, "Still not awake?"

"Um... Brother Yuncheng."

Lin Nianhe yawned, tears rolling down.

"Wash up and go home to sleep, it gets too crowded during the day," Su Yuncheng wiped her tears, soothing her.

"Okay..."

Lin Nianhe responded weakly.

Although it was only 5:30, there were quite a few people on the streets, all eager to get to the bathhouse early.

It’s only when they arrived at the door of the bathhouse that Lin Nianhe started waking up a bit, and upon seeing the swarm of people, her eyes popped open.

Are they, are they laying siege to the bathhouse?

In her past and present life, Lin Nianhe never imagined a bathhouse could draw such crowds. Standing at the door, her hair seemed to spell resistance.

She didn’t want to go in, not one bit.

Was it absolutely necessary to take this bath? Couldn’t she have a bath at home?

Obviously, it was not an option.

No matter how reluctant she was, this bath was non-negotiable.

Lin Huai Zhou got the bath tickets, gave one basin to Lin Nianhe, along with soap and a towel, putting them all into her basin.

He said, "Don’t hurry back home after you’re done, wait for me here."

"Okay, okay," Lin Nianhe’s voice trembled a little.

"Don’t soak too long, be careful not to feel dizzy," Lin Huai Zhou patted Lin Nianhe’s head, saw her enter the women’s bath, and then turned to join Su Yuncheng in the men’s bath.

As they undressed, they ran into Sie Yuguo, the three of them silently taking off their clothes, each marked with countless scars.

Lin Huai Zhou turned to see a new scar on Su Yuncheng’s chest, about a dozen centimeters long, looking like the stitches had been removed just a few days ago.

He couldn’t help frowning: "Didn’t you say you weren’t hurt during that last incident?"

"Yeah, I didn’t say," Su Yuncheng nodded, "didn’t want Nianhe to worry."

"That’s what I thought. You didn’t even bring me a bottle of soda when you visited me at the hospital just after you got back... It was a random encounter?"

"Yeah."

Sie Yuguo turned his head and glanced at him, asking, "You okay?"

"Minor thing, all healed."

"Oh, then let’s go."

With a few seemingly carefree words, it’s as if the wound was an inch shy of piercing the heart.

Each medal on their chests was gained through blood and flesh. Outsiders only see the glory, never able to imagine the scars hidden beneath the clothing.

In the steamy bathhouse, some chitchatted about family affairs, some talked about work, and some huddled in a corner like a person with social anxiety.

Lin Nianhe showered with the quickest speed, then ran out with only a towel thrown over.

The bathhouse is indeed a strange place; it’s probably the only place where it’s awkward to make eye contact with strangers and even more awkward to encounter acquaintances.

The changing room has heating, but it’s still very cold. Lin Nianhe shivered as she put on her clothes, wrapped a towel around her long hair, put on a hat, and left the awkward scene with a basin dripping water.

She thought she had bathed quickly enough, but it turned out Su Yuncheng and the other two were even quicker.

As soon as he saw her come out, Lin Huai Zhou immediately stepped forward and slipped a military coat over Lin Nianhe.

"Brother, I’m already wearing a coat..."

"Put on one more. We have a long walk ahead, don’t get cold."

Without further discussion, Lin Huai Zhou wrapped Lin Nianhe up in another military coat, turning his sister into a rounded ball.

He was quite adept at this, as every winter when his sister came to bathe, he would always bring an extra military coat to add another layer once she was finished.

Lin Huai Zhou fastened the last button and glared at Su Yuncheng, "Hey, you’re not doing so well."

Su Yuncheng ignored his provocation and took out a hot water bottle from a neatly folded military coat, stuffing it into Lin Nianhe’s embrace: "Hold this."

Included with the hot water bottle was a long scarf and a thermos, the scarf feeling warm and particularly comfortable to wear. The thermos contained warm water, perfect for quenching thirst after a bath, exactly what was needed.

Lin Huai Zhou watched from the side, a vein throbbing on his forehead.

Next to him was Sie Yuguo, teasing: "Huaizhou, no need to say anything else, Yuncheng really does care about your sister. Look how attentively he serves her, even more meticulous than your dad, right?"

Lin Huai Zhou: "...!"

Su Yuncheng: "...?"

Boss Sie’s remark managed to prick the hearts of two.

They both felt that New Year’s couldn’t really stop a fight.

Even Lin Nianhe was rendered speechless—Sie Yufei’s fondness for courting trouble was hereditary; it ran in the family.

Lin Nianhe, looking at the suddenly steaming tempers of the two men, struggled to lift her hands, which were bloated from wearing too much: "I’m so hungry, let’s go home."

Lin Qiuqiu’s casual words brought Sie Yuguo back from the brink of disaster.

Sie Yuguo had traveled far to bring her so many books—she had to return the favor!

"Let’s go, head back home."

"What do you want for breakfast?"

Watching Lin Nianhe being escorted away by the two men, Sie Yuguo, who narrowly escaped disaster, wiped away his sweat and remarked with emotion: "It’s not all without benefits..."

Having sighed, he picked up his towel and followed: "Xiao He, I’m giving you a big red envelope this year!"

"Don’t start calling her your sister out of nowhere, your family isn’t short of sisters."

"Oh, sister-in-law."

"Sie! Yuguo!"

...

Compared to the bustling joy in the compound, the Wang Family in Liao Province doesn’t have a trace of New Year cheer at this moment.

"Trying to paste a wall, could you any more recklessly toss glue onto the bed? You’re doing this on purpose, you little runt!"

"Sent you to buy groceries, and you come back with half a basket of rotten greens? Feeding you all these years has been less worthwhile than feeding a dog!"

As with every past day, the Wang Family was filled with yelling; the ones being scolded were always the same, the two ’burdens’ of the family, Wang Damin and Wang Xiaoxiao; their father, as usual, remained inside smoking, neither seeing nor hearing anything.

But today was slightly different. Just as the stepmother reached for the rolling pin, getting ready to beat Wang Damin, the courtyard door was kicked open, and Qian Guozhu carrying his luggage and Wang Shumei returned.