Became the Terminally Ill Supporting Male Lead’s Rabbit Spirit - Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Inside the classroom.

Li Dongliang sported a new pink backpack today. Despite his tall and robust stature, his handsome face made the pink bag seem less flamboyant and instead gave him a youthful vibe.

Su Ci was lounging on Lu Zhe’s lap, having been brought to school by him early in the morning. She needed to continue her nap.

“Brother Zhe, I brought lots of goodies for little bunny,” Li Dongliang came over excitedly.

Lazily raised her eyelids, Su Ci noticed the small pink fluffy ball hanging from Li Dongliang’s backpack.

Li Dongliang unzipped his bag and took out several packs of rabbit food. “Bro Zhe, this is specially imported rabbit food I got from abroad. It’s guaranteed to taste great. Feed this to the bunny, and her fur will become even smoother and shinier.”

Su Ci closed her eyes, knowing that regardless of how expensive the rabbit food might be, it would still taste like grass to her.

Lu Zhe glanced at the rabbit, then looked at the rabbit food in Li Dongliang’s hand. “How much for all of it?”

Li Dongliang, expecting Lu Zhe to decline, quickly waved his hand, “It’s free. I bought it for the bunny; you don’t have to pay.”

Lu Zhe raised his eyes, “Then I don’t want it.”

“120 yuan per pack.”

He bought three packs, which amounted to 360 yuan. For Lu Zhe, that wasn’t a small amount. After all, he was aware of the medical expenses Lu Zhe had to bear for his treatment.

“Bro Zhe, instead of giving me money, just let me touch the bunny.” Watching Lu Zhe pamper the bunny during classes every day made him envious. As his deskmate, he hadn’t even touched the rabbit’s fur, let alone hold it.

Lu Zhe gave him a brief glance, “Hand over your phone.”

Li Dongliang finally took out his phone, actively added Lu Zhe as a friend, and in the next second, he received a transfer.

Looking at Lu Zhe’s all-black profile picture, Li Dongliang clicked in, only to find that there was no content in his Moments.

That’s too much.

The little bunny is so cute. It’s okay not to use its photo as a profile picture, but not even posting a picture of the bunny in the Moments?

This is simply outrageous!

Before Li Dongliang had time to comment, Zhao Youyou walked over.

She looked happy, having won a lottery of five million. The subtle mocking glances from her classmates didn’t bother her anymore.

“Brother,” Zhao Youyou greeted, stopping in front of Lu Zhe.

Her gaze towards Lu Zhe held a trace of guilt. She was grateful to him for saving her in her previous life, but as her father said, Lu Zhe’s condition was incurable. Even if she gave him part of the lottery winnings, it wouldn’t make much of a difference.

Beside them, Li Dongliang looked like he was watching a good show, thinking that Lu Zhe’s so-called younger sister was quite the drama queen.

Clearly, Zhao Youyou used to have a fierce, arrogant and stupid personality, but it was surprising that she changed so much during this period, as if she had become someone else, turning into a little white flower.

Yesterday, she tried to claim credit for something she didn’t do. When it didn’t work, she cried pitifully in class, and those who didn’t know the context might think she had been greatly wronged.

“Is something wrong?” Lu Zhe looked up.

“Dad wants you to come home.”

Zhao Youyou bit her lip, hesitatingly said, “You still have some clothes at home … Dad said you can come to pick them up after school.”

Hearing this, Li Dongliang, who was standing on the side, sneered. It seemed the intention was to get Lu Zhe to quickly pack up and leave for good.

Su Ci squinted her eyes as Lu Zhe’s slender fingers gently stroked her back, and hearing Zhao Youyou’s words, she let out a soft snort before continue sleeping.

“En.” Lu Zhe responded.

……

The Zhao family lives in a old community, but it’s well-maintained, with good greenery surrounding the area. The environment here is significantly better than where Lu Zhe rents.

Su Ci poked her head out of Lu Zhe’s backpack, watching as he stood in front of the door and rang the doorbell.

The door was opened by a thin-faced middle-aged woman. Her curly hair framed a face with upturned eyes, giving her an air of pretentiousness. It was clear she was Zhao Youyou’s mother.

“Come in. We haven’t touched your stuff. See if there’s anything you want to take.”

Knowing her daughter won five million from the lottery, Mother Zhaowas so excited she didn’t sleep the entire night. Despite this, she still looked refreshed. Seeing Lu Zhe, she greeted him with a smile, not berating him for being a freeloader as she used to.

Lu Zhe stepped inside.

In the living room, Father Zhou was smoking a cigarette while browsing on his phone. Upon seeing Lu Zhe enter, he glanced up but didn’t make any comment.

Since the day his daughter found Lu Zhe’s medical record in his room and discovered that he had a terminal illness, Father Zhao had never shown Lu Zhe any kindness. In his eyes, raising Lu Zhe for over a decade had been a waste.

He never benefited from Lu Zhe.

Lu Zhe headed to his former room.

Su Ci lay on the zipper of the backpack, her little head peeking out, scanning the surroundings.

She noticed that this room was even smaller than the one where Lu Zhe currently stayed. It looked more like a storage room. Apart from a single bed and a small wardrobe, there was nothing else.

Lu Zhe opened the wardrobe and pulled out a small box from underneath it.

Su Ci saw him open the box to reveal a golden badge inside.

Lu Zhe stared at the badge for a while, then closed the box and put it in his trouser pocket.

“Brother,” Zhao Youyou stood at the doorway.

After school, she originally wanted to go with Lu Zhe, but she was on duty today. Due to yesterday’s incident, the other students on duty deliberately left the trash for her to take out.

“Brother, why don’t you leave after dinner?” Zhao Youyou felt a little guilty.

“No need.” Lu Zhe declined and walked past Zhao Youyou.

The doorbell rang again and again, bringing with it a sense of urgency.

“Who could that be? Ringing the doorbell like they’re in a life-or-death situation.” Mother Zhao got up to answer the door.

Outside, a man and a woman stood. The man, with curly hair, glasses, and wearing flower-patterned trousers, was Dong Jian, and the slightly overweight woman beside him was his wife.

“Who are you looking for?” Mother Zhao asked with confusion, looking at the furious couple.

“We’re looking for your daughter, Zhao Youyou.” Dong Jian’s wife, Li Changfang, forcefully pushed open the door and squeezed her way in. “Where’s your daughter? Tell her to give us back the lottery ticket right away.”

“What lottery ticket are you talking about?” Mother Zhao heart raced a little, feeling anxious.

“Your daughter tricked the lottery ticket out of my husband’s hands. That ticket won five million yuan. Return it to us now.” Li Changfang, with her broad physique and booming voice, sounded as if she was speaking through a megaphone. Zhao Youyou, who hadn’t yet emerged, could hear everything clearly.

Zhao Youyou was so frightened she froze.

Mother Zhao wasn’t one to back down easily; Zhao Youyou’s previous temperament of being wild and domineering was inherited from her. “I don’t know what you’re talking about with this five million. You’ve trespassed into our house without permission. If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police.”

Lu Zhe stepped out.

Zhao Youyou timidly followed behind him.

“It’s you. Despite being so young, you dared to trick my husband and take his lottery ticket? Return it to us now.” When Li Changfang saw the long-haired, beautiful-looking Zhao Youyou, anger welled up inside her. She glared fiercely at the girl. “Give us back our five million.”

“What five million? Have you lost your mind? We don’t have five million at our house,” Mother Zhao denied.

“Hmph, the owner of the lottery shop can testify. Just last night, your daughter tricked my husband in the shop and took the lottery ticket,” Li Changfang spat out, resentment evident in her voice. That five million should have been theirs.

Su Ci peeked her little head out from Lu Zhe’s bag to watch the commotion.

Upon hearing Li Changfang’s words, she was stunned.

Five million?

Su Ci remembered that, thanks to her revression, Zhao Youyou indeed won a 5 million yuan lottery. However, she just now realized that the lottery ticket originally belonged to someone else. Zhao Youyou had snatched another person’s fortune.

Tsk, stealing someone’s luck is really immoral.

In her view, even after regression, Zhao Youyou’s character hadn’t improved much. She just chose a different way to stir up trouble.

After all, a person’s inherent nature might not change completely just because of regression.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Zhao’s mother denied outright, fearing that Lu Zhe might have heard something. She spoke to him impatiently, “Aren’t you hurrying up to pack your bags and leave? Do you want to stay here for the drama?”

“I don’t want those things anymore. You can throw them away.” Lu Zhe walked out.

Ah, not staying for the drama?

Su Ci turned around and noticed the couple looking so angry as if they were about to attack Zhao Youyou.

“Young lady, you did trick me out of the lottery ticket yesterday. You told me that your mother’s birthday matched the numbers I chose and begged me to sell the ticket to you,” Dong Jian was sweating on his forehead. Realizing that the lottery ticket he had bought, which had won 5 million yuan, was tricked away from him had kept him on edge the entire night. His wife also argued with him the whole night over it.

Zhao Youyou’s face was pale. She bit her lip and responded, “I didn’t deceive you out of the ticket. I gave you a hundred yuan and bought it from you.”

“Heh.”

Beside them, Li Changfang sneered and took out a hundred yuan, tossing it toward Zhao Youyou. “Here’s your money back. Now return the lottery ticket to us.”

This little brat probably used her innocent expression to deceive her husband yesterday.

“He willingly sold it to me. Moreover, he could have purchased another one.” Zhao Youyou wondered if they came because they wanted to pocket more money, or if they didn’t purchase another ticket.

She didn’t know the exact winning numbers, only that Dong Jian would win. That’s why she tried to get the ticket from him. She assumed he would reprint an identical ticket.

“Stop with the excuses. Return the lottery ticket to us.” After hearing her husband’s account of the entire ordeal, Li Changfang was furious.

She was certain that Zhao Youyou had intentionally deceived them.

“The ticket was sold to my daughter. It belongs to her now. Stop causing a scene here and leave our home.” From their conversation, Mother Zhao had grasped what happened from their words.

Anyway, the 5 million yuan was theirs now, and no one would be able to take it away.

“Young lady, considering how things have unfolded, let’s split the 5 million between our two families equally. My family business failed, and I owe over two million outside. This money will help me repay my debts.” He wasn’t hopeful that they would return the entire amount.

“We won’t give you a penny. You guys should leave now.” Zhao’s father said on the side, with a hint of cruelty flashing in his half-closed eyes, expressing his opposition directly.

Hearing this, Li Changfang became furious. She lunged forward, grabbing hold of Zhao Youyou’s clothes, ready to slap her.

…

After leaving the Zhao’s residence, Lu Zhe went to the computer store.

Su Ci lay languidly in his backpack, looking a bit regretful. She wanted to know the follow-up of the incident.

As Lu Zhe entered the store, he saw Boss Fang tidying up.

“Ah Zhe, you’re here?” Boss Fang greeted with a full smile. He put away all the receipts, then closed the store, “Let’s go upstairs for a drink.”

“Is there good news?” Lu Zhe seldom saw Boss Fang so happy.

“I’ve found a skilled technician. Xiao Kuaile will soon be able to have a prosthetic limb.”

A good prosthetic is essential, but a skilled technician is even more crucial.

Boss Fang had learned that if the prosthetic installation technique is not good, the wearer might end up with chafed skin or blisters when walking.

He didn’t want Xiao Kuaile to suffer like this, so he had been searching for a skilled technician.

Knowing this, Lu Zhe’s usually cold face softened a bit, “Congratulations.”

Boss Fang sighed with emotion. When he first hired Lu Zhe, it was out of pity due to his illness. However, as time went on, he realized that Lu Zhe was immensely talented. He self-taught a lot about coding and programming and greatly helped the business.

Now, while Boss Fang was on the brink of overcoming his own challenges, Lu Zhe’s journey had a predetermined end.

After cooking a few dishes, Boss Fang took out some beer he had prepared earlier.

“Just have a few sips with me,” Boss Fang said, worried that Lu Zhe didn’t drink alcohol.

Lu Zhe smiled, a slight dimple appearing on his usually cold face. “It’s okay. I’m curious about my alcohol tolerance too.”

At eighteen, Lu Zhe had never drunk alcohol before.

“Alright, if you get drunk, I’ll call a cab for you,” Boss Fang said, popping a crunchy peanut into his mouth before opening the beer cans.

Inside the backpack, Su Ci yawned, feeling bored. She didn’t want to watch them drink.

It was unclear how much time had passed, but eventually, Lu Zhe was escorted home by Boss Fang.

Only after the door was shut behind Boss Fang did Su Ci crawl out of the backpack. She saw Lu Zhe lying on his side with closed eyes.

Clearly, he was drunk.

Su Ci hopped over and approached Lu Zhe. She could smell the faint scent of alcohol on him, mixed with his crisp, refreshing aroma. Surprisingly, it wasn’t unpleasant.

She stretched out her little paw and nudged Lu Zhe’s arm. There was no response from him.

Her red eyes lit up instantly.

Without a second thought, Su Ci hopped forward, bringing her tiny face close to Lu Zhe’s handsome features.

With her tiny mouth, she planted a kiss on Lu Zhe’s cold lips directly.

She did it!

It was just a light touch.

Su Ci waited quietly. After a while, she saw her own snow-white skin and her long legs.

Her red lips curled. Su Ci swiftly pulled the blanket over Lu Zhe’s head.

She headed to the wardrobe and put on Lu Zhe’s school uniform. Then, she turned around, preparing to remove the blanket she had thrown over Lu Zhe’s head.

The moment she pulled away, she was caught off guard by the deep black eyes of the young man that met hers. Su Ci was so frightened that heart skipped a beat and she immediately let go.

Aaaah, he woke up?