Chapter 72

Shen Yue didn't have a strong impression of her Fourth Brother. If she had to say, every time she saw him, he was always closely following behind their big brother.

In Fourth Brother's eyes, she was never there, as if she didn't exist at all.

The good news was that Fourth Brother equally ignored everyone else except for their big brother.

Over time, Shen Yue stopped paying attention to Fourth Brother, which added to her worries, didn't it?

Fourth Brother must not like her because it was only when he didn't like someone that he would constantly ignore them and express his emotions with indifference.

Of course, it might also be her own fault for being too foolish. Shen Yue knew that she couldn't compare to Fourth Brother's unique talents, so it was normal for him not to want to communicate with her.

Not having to communicate was fine. Shen Yue's heart had always been afraid of interacting with her brothers, including during the TV show as well. She was very afraid of Second Brother, but she had to interact with him, so she could only reluctantly hypnotize herself and bury her fear deep inside.

Even though Second Brother seemed to have changed later on, for Shen Yue, it was still best to avoid him.

And even more so for Fourth Brother.

She didn't know how to interact with Fourth Brother. The things they had said to each other before didn't exceed six sentences, and the content of their conversations was basically the same greeting for the Chinese New Year. Now that they suddenly met, what should she say? How should she say it?

Shen Yue fell silent.

Shen Jize also fell silent.

They locked eyes and saw the same fear reflected in each other's gaze, and in that moment, they both understood.

Nothing is difficult in the world as long as you're willing to avoid it.

If they didn't know what to say, then they would pretend nothing had happened.

So, the two of them tacitly turned around at the same time and fled in opposite directions, moving away from each other.

In their respective rooms, Shen Yue and Shen Jize both expressed how terrifying it was.

Then Shen Yue tidied up her pajamas, lay back in bed, and started playing games. When she got tired, she went back to sleep.

As for Shen Jize, after crying for a while, he pitifully started sending messages to Shen Yichen.

[Big Brother, my leg hurts.] Shen Yichen was probably busy and didn't reply immediately, so Shen Jize stared at the phone screen and cried again, feeling wronged.

If he had known that Big Brother wouldn't be home this week, he wouldn't have come back.

But he couldn't bear to leave either. What if Big Brother came back soon?

With this thought in mind, Shen Jize sent another message to his big brother.

[Big Brother, when are you coming home?]

Not long after he sent the message, Shen Yichen made a video call. Shen Jize quickly answered but forgot that he hadn't wiped away the tears from his face.

When the camera turned on, it showed his pitiful face covered in tears. Shen Jize panicked and hurriedly looked around for tissues to wipe his tears.

Shen Yichen, on the other hand, didn't seem surprised at all and just sighed helplessly.

Well, he had thought that Shen Jize would make some progress after going to school and studying with the professors, but it seemed he had expected too much. Shen Jize hadn't changed at all, let alone taking care of Shen Yue.

Looking at Shen Jize, who had already wiped away his tears with tissues, Shen Yichen asked, "What happened?"

Shen Jize's tears, which had been wiped away, welled up again upon hearing Shen Yichen's words. Sobbing, he pointed to his leg and said, "I accidentally fell just now."

Shen Yichen rubbed his forehead and was about to say something when his secretary approached, seemingly whispering a report. It was only then that Shen Jize realized he had disturbed his big brother while he was busy with work.

"Big brother, you go ahead and continue. I'll be fine."

Without waiting for Shen Yichen's response, he hung up the phone, completely preoccupied with his own thoughts.

Shen Yichen's headache worsened.

He had thought that Shen Jize had matured when he talked to him on the phone some time ago, but it seemed like an illusion.

Shen Yichen initially didn't want to interfere. It was normal for a man to get injured, and as long as he didn't tend to the wound, it would heal on its own. But unfortunately, it was Shen Jize who was injured.

Shen Jize was different from the other children. If he left him alone, who knew how he would torment himself because of this injury.

Shen Yichen called again, and this time the call was answered almost instantly. However, his eyes, which had already been wiped dry, teared up again upon connecting.

Shen Yichen spoke, "Just stay in your room, and I'll have the butler come and bandage you later..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Shen Jize anxiously refused, "No need, big brother!"

Then the call was abruptly ended.

That was just Shen Jize's personality. He didn't want to get close to anyone other than himself.

It seemed that the notion of him having friends was false. Shen Yichen had thought that Shen Jize had overcome his reclusive nature and hoped that he could help Shen Yue, who was also somewhat withdrawn, become more outgoing. He had really thought too much.

Shen Jize had a pain threshold that was 2-3 times higher than that of an ordinary person, and his blood clotting function was also problematic. Leaving it alone was absolutely not an option.

At this moment, the scene of Shen Yue bandaging him came to Shen Yichen's mind.

To be frank, although Shen Yue's range of bandaging was a bit broader, her technique was very good, and it didn't make him feel uncomfortable.

She even went so far as to simulate the disinfection process.

Why not... let Shen Yue give it a try?

Shen Yue was sound asleep in bed when she was awakened by the phone ringing.

Seeing the caller ID, "big brother," Shen Yue suddenly felt a bit flustered.

The first thing she said when she answered the call was, "Big brother, I wasn't sleeping."

Shen Yichen: ...

Today was originally Saturday, and it wouldn't have mattered if she slept a little longer. But Shen Yue's words reminded Shen Yichen, causing him to swallow back what he was about to say. His tone changed, and he said, "Can you do me a favor, big brother? You can sleep as long as you want tomorrow. How about that?"

Without any hesitation, Shen Yue, without considering the hidden meaning behind his words, simply replied with a crisp "Okay," as if hesitating for even a second would be disrespectful to sleep.

Such a direct and decisive response made Shen Yichen feel guilty for a second. He had actually calculated his sister, who trusted him so much. He was truly wicked.

But a second later, Shen Yichen felt justified. He had quickly figured out how to handle Shen Yue in the shortest amount of time, and when he had the opportunity, he would teach this method to Niu Kaihuai.

After attentively listening to Big Brother for nearly three minutes, Shen Yue understood what she needed to do.

Firstly, she had to find the first aid kit that was kept at home. Then, she had to locate Fourth Brother's room. After that, she needed to figure out a way to break in and finally, find the injured spot on Fourth Brother's leg and help with the bandaging.

Once she completed these tasks, she would finally have a peaceful Sunday without any disturbances!

With a clear plan in mind, Shen Yue quickly fetched the first aid kit and with the assistance of the butler, successfully found Shen Jize's room, which was in the exact opposite direction of her own room. She confidently approached the door of Shen Jize's room and knocked.

The response she received was silence.

Shen Yue knocked again, but there was still no response.

She had no choice but to put down the first aid kit, fold her hands together in front of the door, and prepare to unleash her extraordinary memory skills.

Right now, she was not just the ordinary Shen Yue; she was the Shen Yue who had unlocked doors in her memories!

However, just as Shen Yue was brimming with confidence and preparing to approach the butler to request a wire for some impressive lock-picking, she suddenly realized something.

The lock on their house's door was a fingerprint lock.

Oh no.