Cen Sidu was not someone who valued money above all else. The reason he worked so hard to earn money was because thirteen years ago, his mother fell seriously ill and they had no money for treatment. His father, in desperation, resorted to robbery, but accidentally ended up taking a life and was sentenced to prison.

The victim's family insisted on the court sentencing the father to death, but since it was an unintentional killing, the crime did not warrant death. Therefore, the final verdict of the court was a seven-year imprisonment.

Additionally, they will need to compensate the victim's family with a large sum of money.

But just two months before my father's release from prison, news came from the prison that he had suddenly died from a heart attack.

After hearing the news, Grandma suddenly had a stroke and was admitted to a nursing home.

How Cen Sidu survived during that time, he truly did not want to bring up again.

He only knew that life is bitter.

He suddenly became an orphan, with no father or mother, and the only close relative he had left was his grandmother.

So as long as Grandma is healthy and lives a long life, he can persevere through any difficulties with unwavering faith.

He never complained because life never gave him a chance to choose.

Just now, just like he had prayed for the heavy rain to come later, but as soon as he got takeout from the nearby shop, the heavy rain poured down.

Dark clouds suddenly rushed over, forming a dense mass that cast an overwhelming shadow, causing an exceptionally oppressive feeling in the hearts of those who saw it.

Cen Sidu looked at the distance displayed on his phone, the destination was not too far from here, only two kilometers away.

Let's finish this delivery and go home early today.

With this thought in mind, he quickly placed the takeout into the box, then put on his raincoat and set off towards his destination.

The raindrops the size of beans hit hard on his body, causing pain, just like numerous people swinging their fists and forcefully striking his back.

The vehicles on the road, set against the backdrop of heavy rain, appeared even more hurried as they came and went.

Cen Sidu doesn't like rainy weather, not just because it hinders work, but also because it brings about an inexplicable sense of oppression from deep within the heart.

It's like having a big stone pressing on my chest, making it difficult to breathe.

It feels extremely stifling and uncomfortable.

After delivering the takeout to the customer's hands, he hurried back in the direction of his home.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, with raindrops pounding against his face, blurring his vision. This caused him to suddenly flip over when he reached a bend in the road.

His head knocked against the flowerbed beside him, but luckily he was wearing a helmet, though he felt a momentary darkness before his eyes.

He quickly got up and immediately went to support the electric scooter.

Sitting inside the Maybach, Huo Chuan furrowed his brows ever so slightly upon witnessing this scene. He clicked his tongue and leisurely asked, "Xiao Liu, do you think he's a bit too stubborn?"

The driver, Xiao Liu, looked at the man not far away who was lifting the electric bike, and then glanced at the boss's expression in the rearview mirror. He replied, "Mr. Huo, for him, this should be just an ordinary thing."

The brightness in Huo Chuan's eyes dimmed for a moment, and soon after, a hint of a smile took over. "Let's make this matter a bit more interesting, then."

As soon as his words fell, he went to open the door and get out of the car.

Xiao Liu was startled, and hastily opened the umbrella and got out of the car before he did.

Huochuan's shoulder was splashed with a small patch of rainwater, but he didn't mind. He strode towards the other side of Cen Si Du.

The wind and rain were strong, and the tall banyan trees standing on both sides of the road were shedding green leaves incessantly.

Cen Sidu struggled to lift up the bicycle with great difficulty. Just as he was about to mount and leave, he suddenly heard a familiar voice, "Sidu, are you okay?"

Cen Sidu suddenly turned around and unexpectedly encountered Huo Chuan once again.

It's as if I've gone back thirteen years, no matter where I go, he always manages to appear silently.

"I... " He didn't know what he should say for a moment. Obviously, his current state was not good.

Or rather, should I ask him how he managed to be so lucky?

I should still query him, asking if he has been tailing me.

Huo Chuan raised his hand and wiped off the rainwater from his face. "Let's go, I'll escort you home."

His palm was large and warm, gently brushing against his icy cold cheek, causing him to momentarily hold his breath.

"No need, I can go back by myself."

The rain was simply too heavy. The pitter-patter of raindrops splashed onto Huo Chuan's tailored trousers, while his handcrafted leather shoes were even worse off, covered in water and mud.

In such weather, it's unsafe for you to ride a bicycle." Huo Chuan insisted on giving him a ride because he knew he wouldn't refuse.

Cen Sidu vaguely felt a slight pain in his elbow. It should be from when he fell earlier and his elbow hit the ground, scraping his skin.

Huo Chuan stared at him in silence. In the midst of the raging storm, it seemed as if he had nothing to do with it. All he wanted was to wait for a response from Cen Si Du.

"Okay... fine." The thing he did most when facing Huo Chuan was to compromise. "But what about my car..."

"No problem, I have a solution," he said, turning his head to look at Xiao Liu who was holding an umbrella for him. His tone suddenly turned cold, "You take Stu's car back."

Cen Sidu hadn't figured out how he was going to get his car back when Huo Chuan suddenly took off his raincoat.

After taking off his raincoat, he handed it directly to Xiaoliu.

Xiao Liu didn't refuse. After taking the raincoat, he handed the umbrella to Huo Chuan.

Cen Sidu didn't intend for someone else to ride the bike back for him. But before he had a chance to say anything, Huo Chuan reached over and took off his helmet.

"Huo Chuan..." Cen Sidun couldn't help but call out to him, "Is this really a good idea?"

"Why would it be bad?" As he spoke, Huo Chuan had already passed the helmet to Xiao Liu.

Cen Sidu watched as Xiao Liu put on his helmet and raincoat, feeling like it was already too late to say anything more.

"No worries, hmm?" Huo Chuan grabbed his icy wrist and led him towards the direction of the car. Afterward, he opened the passenger's door for him and let him get in the car.

Huo Chuan circled to the other side, sat in the driver's seat, quickly started the car, as if afraid that Cen Si Du would change his mind.

"Has the address not changed?" Huo Chuan asked.

"No change," Cen Sidu shook his head, "Do you still remember?"

"I remember everything about you." Huo Chuan smiled, thinking back to when he used to always see him home.

It's not for any other reason, just want to talk to him more and catch a glimpse of him.

Cen Sidu pondered for a moment and realized he had forgotten to tell the person who took his bike the address. "Huochuan, I forgot to tell him the address just now."

"You can use my phone to send him the address." Huo Chuan said as he took out his phone from his pocket and handed it to him.

Cen Sidu did not shirk away. After all, he was the one driving now.

After taking the phone, the screen lit up, revealing a set of four-digit password.

Without waiting for Qian Sdu to ask, Huo Chuan spoke first, "The password is your birthday."

Cen Sidu was just about to say something when he suddenly turned his head and looked at him in disbelief.

However, the expression on his face was serious, without any trace of joking.