No one notified me in advance. Everyone in the end times is crazy.

Chapter 535 Yu Jiajia, you big liar!

Back in the dormitory, everyone was busy with their own things as usual.

Luo Shiyu walked over to Yu Jiajia, wanting to talk to him about the photos, when Wen Liuyan suddenly grabbed Yu Jiajia's neck from behind, pulled off his turtleneck sweater, and pointed to the bruise on his neck to show off to Luo Shiyu.

"Baby, do you see this? It's my sister's masterpiece."

[Oh, strawberries! Fei Yu's bite is pretty fierce.]

Yu Jiajia struck Wen Liuyan in the abdomen with her elbow, and as he recoiled in pain, she grabbed his arms with both hands and twisted them backward, successfully subduing him.

"Wen Liuyan, how the hell do you want to die?"

With his face being rubbed against the table, Wen Liuyan quickly admitted defeat: "Ouch~ Mom~ I was just kidding with you."

"What a coincidence, I was just joking with you too."

Yu Jiajia beckoned, and Yan Xi immediately handed her the broom.

Wen Liuyan stretched his neck and cried out to Luo Shiyu for help: "Baby, hurry, save me!"

Luo Shiyu paused for a moment, then grabbed Yu Jiajia's clothes and pointed in the direction of the bathroom.

"You're lucky." Yu Jiajia dropped the broom and put her arm around Luo Shiyu's shoulder as they walked toward the bathroom.

Wen Liuyan: "Why are you and the baby going to the toilet alone?"

Yu Jiajia: "He doesn't know how to wipe himself after using the toilet, so what's it to you!"

Don't use me as an excuse for this kind of thing, okay?

The bathroom door slammed shut. Wen Liuyan, unwilling to give up, pressed his ear against the door to eavesdrop, but couldn't hear anything.

As soon as Luo Shiyu entered the Little White Ghost Realm, he couldn't wait to transform back into his own appearance and asked Yu Jiajia, "Jiajia, is your mother's name Xiao Lili?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Luo Shiyu took out a photo from the necklace, pointed at Yu Qingcheng, and said, "Do you think he's your father?"

The moment she saw the photo, tears welled up in the eyes of Yu Jiajia's mother, who was standing next to her. She suppressed her excitement, pretended to be nonchalant, and looked away, continuing to watch over her and that other person's child.

Yu Jiajia took the photo and looked at the man who looked almost exactly like her. She felt only unfamiliarity and denied it without the slightest hesitation: "No, I don't know him."

“He died 19 years ago. You weren’t even born then, so you definitely wouldn’t know him.”

"How did he die?"

"I heard he committed suicide by shooting himself, but I'm still investigating the specific reasons."

Why are you suddenly looking into this?

"This is about you, so I'm paying more attention to it."

"Don't bother investigating, it's pointless. I don't care about what happened in the past."

"But I..."

"Alright." Yu Jiajia cupped Luo Shiyu's face in her hands, lifted the corners of his mouth with her thumbs, and smiled at him, "Don't look so gloomy. I know you mean well, but it's really not necessary. I just want to live my life well now and in the future."

Luo Shiyu pouted and agreed, "Okay, then tell me if your mother's name is Xiao Lili?"

Yu Jiajia glanced at her mother beside her and lied, saying, "No."

"No! How could that be!"

"Believe it or not, it's up to you."

Luo Shiyu felt something was off no matter how she thought about it. Her eyes darted around, and she reached out to Yu Jiajia, asking, "Do you have any old items from before you were born? Let me see them."

"This kind of thing... um... seems to actually exist."

"give it to me!"

"You can often see the wooden comb I use to comb my hair."

"Give it to me! Give it to me!"

"Okay, wait for me a moment."

Yu Jiajia returned shortly after leaving with a wooden comb. Luo Shiyu snatched the comb and examined it from all angles.

The wooden comb has a very ordinary design, but it feels quite delicate to the touch, unlike the kind of thing you can see everywhere on the street.

Luo Shiyu couldn't tell what material it was made of for a while, but one thing was certain: this comb was definitely not cheap.

When I ran my hand over the handle, I noticed that the character "囍" was carved on it. Although it had been over a decade, I could still tell that it was hand-carved.

I don't know if this thing can let me into the illusion, please! Let me in!

As expected, that dizziness returned.

Great, I'm getting into the swing of things.

When Luo Shiyu opened his eyes again, he found himself in a small rented room. A woman was sitting on the edge of the bed, combing her hair in front of the mirror, holding Yu Jiajia's comb in her hand.

Luo Shiyu looked around the room but didn't see Yu Jiajia.

[At this timeline, Jiajia shouldn't have been born yet.]

With a "click," the door lock was opened from the outside.

The woman put down her comb and looked towards the door, asking warily, "Who is it!"

Luo Shiyu's gaze followed, and the rusty iron gate made a jarring sound as it opened.

A man, bundled up tightly, walked into the house. He took off his hat and mask, revealing a familiar face. He smiled and showed the cake in his hand to the woman inside, calling out, "Happy birthday, wife."

[Holy crap! It's Yu Qingcheng! Yu Jiajia, you liar! Your mother is Xiao Lili!]

When Xiao Lili saw Yu Qingcheng return, her face showed surprise rather than joy. She went over, pulled Yu Qingcheng into the house, peeked out and looked around to make sure no one was there before closing the door.

Luo Shiyu found her reaction strange.

Why are you so nervous?

"How dare you walk into a cake shop with your current identity?"

What is your identity?

"Don't worry, honey, I ordered the cake anonymously and had it delivered to any random door. I went to pick it up myself," Yu Qingcheng said, cutting off a piece of cake and feeding it to Xiao Lili.

"Is it good? I specially ordered my wife's favorite strawberry cake."

Xiao Lili tilted her head back, waiting for Yu Qingcheng to serve her. She was clearly a pampered young lady, and her tone was arrogant: "You're thoughtful. You weren't followed when you came back, were you? I don't want to move again."

"No."

"That makes sense, since it's not easy to find rental rooms in such remote and out-of-the-way locations."

"It's my fault, I've made my wife suffer."

"Good to know. Once you're done with your business here, hurry up and move back to my villa. I've never seen a mouse in my entire life, but here, mice the size of my palm are considered small. Also, that Aunt Li from next door saw you come into my room once, and she started gossiping about some random guy. Whose random guy is so handsome! The man I've been chasing for five whole years, and in her mouth, he's just a random guy!"

"Okay, honey, have a strawberry to calm down, come on~"

Seeing that Xiao Lili only bit off the tip of the strawberry that was fed to her, Yu Qingcheng smiled indulgently and stuffed the rest into her own mouth.

Xiao Lili retorted unreasonably, "What are you laughing at!"

"What my wife leaves behind is always sweet."

"Hmph~ You know how to talk." Xiao Lili pointed towards the bathroom and continued, "There are clothes I've been saving up for a month over there. Remember to wash them when you have time."

"Understood, my lady."

"What did you say!"

"Yes, my dear wife."

"You changed your mind quickly."

"My wife taught me well."