Luo Yuan went to the hospital in the morning to inquire about his current condition and whether it was suitable for him to continue attending classes at school. The doctor, who was familiar to him, advised him to rest at home, as men and women are fundamentally different and encountering sudden situations could be troublesome.

Luoyuan accepted the doctor's advice and asked the doctor to use his position to help him obtain a fake medical record. Carrying the medical record book, he went to the school.

"Teacher Wang, I would like to request a long vacation."

After arriving at school, he went straight to the administration building and found the relevant teachers, getting right to the point.

Ms. Wang, the personnel manager, is in her forties and is a very elegant woman. She looked up, pushed up her eyeglasses on her nose, and asked Luo Yuan softly, "Teacher Luo, what's wrong? Why are you requesting leave?"

Luo Yuan handed over the medical records, saying, "I'm sick and need to rest at home for a long period of time. It's not suitable for me to come back to school for teaching in the short term."

Mr. Wang opened the medical record book and exclaimed in surprise, "Chronic nephritis?"

"Yes," Luo Yuan said politely, "This was just discovered, and I was also surprised."

Teacher Wang showed a sympathetic expression and pulled out a few sheets of paper from the file rack on the desk. He handed them to him, saying, "Take the approval form back and fill it out. Then get it signed by the head of your department."

"Thank you." Luo Yuan took the form with both hands, without lingering, and turned around to leave.

Seeing Luo Yuan going downstairs along the stairs, Ye Zhe'an came out from the corner and stared at Luo Yuan's retreating figure for a while before turning around and walking into Teacher Wang's office.

Mr. Wang had just opened his lunchbox to eat when he looked up and saw Ye Zhe'an. "Ye Zhe'an, have you had your meal?"

"Have you eaten? You've been busy until now and only just eaten?" Teacher Wang was one of the few teachers who spoke up for Ye Zhe'an during the incident back then, so Ye Zhe'an respected her a lot. Over the past two years, the two of them have maintained a relatively good relationship.

Ye Zhe'an sat down in the empty chair next to him and casually asked, "I can see that you're quite busy. Someone came during lunchtime to discuss something. By the way, the person who just left, was that Teacher Luo Yuanluo? What did he come for?"

"Wang Teacher said with a mouthful of food, 'Please take a long vacation.' He glanced outside and lowered his head, whispering to Ye Zhe'an, 'I'm telling you, don't tell anyone.'"

Ye Zhe'an also lowered his voice, "You speak."

Xiao Luo, the teacher, has chronic nephritis.

"What?" Ye Zhe'an exclaimed in surprise.

"You find it incredible too, don't you? It is said that this illness cannot be cured by physical exertion; one must take medication for a long period of time. But even so, after a certain period, it will worsen and eventually develop into kidney failure. How could a young man like him contract such a disease?"

Ye Zhe'an didn't hear what she said behind him, he only heard the words "chronic nephritis." His head was buzzing, making it impossible for him to think. He watched as Teacher Wang's mouth moved, but couldn't hear a single word she was saying.

After a while, Teacher Wang saw that he remained silent and asked, "What's wrong? Why do you look so terrible? Are you feeling unwell?"

Ye Zhe'an shook his head, "No, I just feel... it's a pity."

Teacher Wang let out a sigh, with a face full of regret as he said, "Who can deny it? This young man is still so young... sigh, everyone has their own destiny!"

Ye Zhe'an sat for a while and then made an excuse to leave. He walked out of the administrative building, looked up at the sky, and felt the warm spring sunshine on his body. However, he felt a chill creeping through his whole being.

After walking around the school for a while, he unconsciously found himself sitting on a bench by the side of the artificial lake. He took out his phone and dialed Luo Yuan's number. His fingertip lingered on the string of numbers for a moment before finally pressing the call button.

The first time Luo Yuan saw Ye Zhe'an's name appear on his caller ID, the fingers holding the phone couldn't help trembling, and a surge of sourness rushed crazily to his nose.

What a good day is it today? he thought.

He took several deep breaths before tremblingly pressing the answer button and putting the phone to his ear.

"Teacher Ye, why...?" Luo Yuan tried to make his voice sound as casual as possible, but his emotions were still somewhat uncontrollable. "Why did you... call me?"

I heard Ye Zhe'an's voice coming from the phone: "Where are you?"

Luo Yuan hurriedly replied, "I was feeling a bit unwell at home today, so I took the day off."

"Where does it hurt?"

"Um..." Luo Yuan hadn't expected Ye Zhe'an to suddenly show concern for him, and he hadn't prepared a response in advance. He became tongue-tied for a moment.

He is currently sitting in a taxi, which is speeding along the road. He looks around and suddenly spots a dental clinic passing by on the roadside. A brilliant idea strikes him, and he says, "My tooth hurts."

Ye Zhe'an knew that he was lying, but instead of feeling angry, he felt a faint twinge of heartache. "Does it hurt a lot?"

Luo Yuan was so overjoyed that he couldn't contain himself. He held his phone, feeling a little conceited, and said, "Teacher Ye, are you concerned about me? Why are you concerned about me? Could it be that you've started to have some feelings for me? Teacher Ye, please say something, have you fallen for me?"

Ye Zhe'an felt like he had gone crazy to feel sorry for him. Clearly, he despised this person. Isn't it just perfect for him to fall ill? Why feel sorry for him? Is he just stuffed from overeating?

However...

"Where are you? Are you really at home? I'm at school right now. If you're not busy, can we meet up?"

"I am at home, I..."

As Luo Yuan was about to finish speaking, the driver's phone suddenly emitted a 'Didi' sound, indicating a new ride request. Instantly, there was an eerie silence on the phone.

"I'll be waiting for you on the bench under the largest willow tree by the lake at our school. If you're not there within fifteen minutes, I won't go over this week."

After Ye Zhe'an finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly. Luo Yuan stared at his phone blankly for a while, then slapped the back of the driver's seat and shouted, "Quick! Turn around and go back to the school! I'll pay double the fare!"

Without hesitation, the driver made a U-turn and headed towards the school. Within ten minutes, they arrived at the school gate. Luo Yuan paid the fare and got off the car, quickly walking towards the artificial lake.

When Luo Yuan arrived, Ye Zhean was sitting on a bench, reviewing the materials for the afternoon classes. The warm sunlight enveloped him, making him appear like an inviolable deity sitting high above.

Luo Yuan felt a little dizzy. He covered his stomach and took a few steady breaths before quickly striding towards Ye Zhe'an.

"Guess who I am?" he playfully covered Ye Zhe'an's eyes with his hands and said, "There's a reward if you guess it right."

Ye Zhe'an raised his hand and pulled his hand away, getting straight to the point, he asked, "Do you have anything you're hiding from me?"

Luo Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he wondered if Ye Zhe'an knew something. He recalled how Ye Zhe'an had suddenly called him today, exposing the fact that he wasn't at home, and setting a specific time to summon him. Could it be that...

"Do you know?" Luo Yuan circled around the chair and sat down side by side with Ye Zhean.

"Well," Ye Zhe'an replied truthfully, "when was the illness discovered?"

Luo Yuan turned to look at him, looking very surprised. He suddenly laughed, "Teacher Ye, you don't actually think I'm sick, do you?"

Ye Zhe'an stared at him, his voice growing cold, "Are you lying to me?"

Luo Yuan put on an innocent and pleasing expression. "I just didn't want to go to class and found an excuse to take a break for a while. I didn't plan to deceive anyone, let alone deceive you. I was actually going to tell you when you came over this Friday, but I didn't expect you to misunderstand first... Teacher Ye, I'm sorry. Can you please not be angry?"