Dreaming Back to the 90s to Help My Dad Chase Away Rivals (BL)

Chapter 70: Deserted Island Survival

Translator: dapotaturs

Release Date: 03/30/2024

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Chapter 70: Deserted Island Survival 

————Fan Xia, where are you? Pick up the phone!————Fan Xia, where on earth did you go? I've been to the internet cafe looking for you!————Fan Xia, please answer the phone, do you hear me? This is Ning Xiaobei, not Ding Zheyang. Hurry up and call me back.

Sitting in the waiting room of the long-distance bus station, Fan Xia nibbled on the freshly bought hot corn while stuffing his phone back into his pocket.

In his inbox, there were over a dozen text messages from Xiaobei sent from Ding Zheyang's phone, along with several missed calls.

Fan Xia couldn't bring himself to shut down his phone completely, so he just turned it off and shoved it into his pocket, out of sight, out of mind.

Unexpectedly, the temperature dropped as soon as he left the internet cafe. Sitting in the drafty waiting hall with only a set of sportswear on, he felt a chill.

He had asked the ticket seller earlier, and the last bus back to downtown Shanghai had already left by this time. Since he didn't want to go back to the city center anyway, he just bought a ticket for the nearest departing bus.

As Fan Xia took out the bus ticket from his pocket and glanced at it, it was quite a coincidence. The next bus happened to be heading to Chongming.

Speaking of Chongming, he hadn't been there much since he entered high school.

During this time, his younger sister had grown up. At four or five years old, the little girl was at her cutest, dressed like a princess from a cartoon, making Fan Jian, her father, want to hold her in his hands every day.

Every time he took the little girl out for a walk, he would glare fiercely at any boy her age, feeling that no one was worthy of his little princess. Even a glance was considered defilement. He already looked fierce and intimidating, with eyes scarier than the ghost sculptures in the Chenghuang Temple. He frightened the little boys who wanted to see his pretty sister so much that they scurried back to their mothers.

His daughter was adorable, the apple of her father's eye. But whenever she opened her mouth, her strong Chongming accent, heavy with the scent of seafood, worried Fan Jian.

He was afraid that in the future, his daughter, fair and delicate, would attend school speaking nothing but the local dialect, sounding very rustic. So, he enrolled her in a kindergarten in the city center.

As a mother, Liang Huihui naturally spent less time in the suburbs, taking care of her daughter.

Now, in the rural house in Chongming, only the stepmother's parents remained. Fan Jian wasn't particularly close to them, nor were they strangers to him.

Moreover, it wasn't early now, and they didn't even know what time it was on the island, so Fan Jian felt embarrassed to disturb the two elderly people.

Anyway, he decided to leave here first.

Fan Xia thought to himself recklessly.

"What should we do? Still can't find Fan Xia?"

Outside the gate of the affiliated high school, Ding Zheyang anxiously looked at Xiao Bei.

Xiao Bei had hung two bags of saline solution in the afternoon, and now the swelling had completely subsided. Since being bitten by a snake, not only did he carry antiallergic medicine and asthma inhalers with him, but he also wore a medical mask purchased from the pharmacy. The masks nowadays were still the white cotton ones, layered and covering the face tightly. But even if it was stifling, it was better than having an attack.