Pei Mo needs to go to the hospital for treatment and injections because he's injured.

He despises my cowardly and fearful appearance, afraid of pain and death, and asks me to finish my business before picking him up, so that I won't shed tears.

Pei Mo lazily chuckles over the phone, "If you cry again, I won't have any extra candy with me. Next time, when I have enough candy, I'll let you accompany me."

"I'll give you a surprise then."

I mutter softly, wondering why it can't be this time, what's the need for such solemn preparation?

In the car, Pei's father and my mother exchange glances and burst into laughter.

Pei's father drives the car and suggests that he'll pick me up to bring Pei Mo back, while my mother follows along with a basket of fruit.

It seems that my mother understands Pei Mo better than I do because as soon as we get off the car, she asks me to carry a big basket of fruit and find Pei Mo.

Meanwhile, she and Pei's father wait outside.

Before leaving, my mother avoids Pei's father and quietly pulls me aside.

"Chaomu, you've done well with Xiaomo." My mother touches my arm, where there is a scar.

The only scar I left when Pei Mo shielded me from the car.

"But there's a limit to acting spoiled. Xiaomo has been injured more than once, right? You should also shield him from harm and let him cherish you in return."

After saying that, my mother smiles and uses a small knife to make a few cuts on my arm.

She teaches me how to make Pei Mo cherish me and help her secure the position of the young master of the Pei family so that she can move in faster.

I'm stunned.

My mother stops talking only when Pei's father calls her.

They look up and see Pei Mo standing not far away.

Pei Mo is wearing a patient gown, his face slightly pale. I don't know how long he's been standing there, listening to everything.

My mother panics, pushes me towards Pei Mo, and hides behind Pei's father, pretending to settle the bill.

I loosen my grip on the basket, and the fruits hit my feet, causing pain.

I run towards Pei Mo and carefully grab his arm.

Pei Mo speaks:

"Stop crying."

"I won't die."

Pei Mo closes his eyes and pushes me away.

"After all, if I die, my stepmother would probably blame me for not protecting her little sister." Pei Mo opens his eyes and smiles, emphasizing the words "stepmother" and "little sister."

I see that he's about to leave and worry that he'll get hurt again, so I hurry to hold him back and ask, "Where are you going?"

Pei Mo calmly pushes me away, his palm covered in blood, unable to distinguish if it's my blood or his.

He forcefully presses his hand against my wound, exerting enough force to scrape off a layer of my skin.

Pei Mo walks a long way before turning back, smirking at me.

"To the racetrack. Since you're just pretending to be afraid of pain and death, I don't have any reservations anymore, right?"

Pei Mo glances at me coldly and mocks, "Chaomu, it's been exhausting for me to pretend for you. Fortunately, I won't have to pretend next time."

He goes to the racetrack, and by the time I catch up, the race is about to start.

I can't stop him.

But according to the rules, before the race, the participants need to hug their loved ones to avoid accidents that would lead to irreparable consequences.

Pei Mo hesitates when putting on his helmet, and he spots me.

He walks over and waves at me.

He embraces the other girl in front of me.

"Pei Mo, is this the surprise you mentioned when we meet next time?"