Chapter 25: Catching Bugs

“Do you also hope your baby will always be number one?”

The empty cup rolled to the ground, and the consultation room fell silent for a moment.

Chi Liu was the first to recover, smiling blankly, “…Those two cups of water, did they just float up and fall on their own?”

The female doctor and Chi Liu exchanged puzzled looks. Didn’t she just say that the child would occasionally do this, that it wasn’t a big issue, just an overflow of ability? Why did Little Chi behave as if he knew nothing?

Just as she was about to say something, Secretary Wen, who was sitting to the side, stood up with a whoosh, stepping forward. He looked at the female doctor, “I heard that, to help guests relax, you occasionally perform small magic tricks for them. I finally got to see it today, the effect is really good!”

Chi Liu: “?” They even offer such thoughtful and interesting services here?

Female doctor: “Huh?” When did she ever do magic tricks?

Secretary Wen desperately winked at her, his eyeballs almost flying out.

The female doctor finally got it. She slammed the table with a thump, looked at Chi Liu, and said with feigned seriousness, “That’s right! It’s magic!”

Chi Liu: “I see.” He bent his eyes and sincerely praised, “Your technique is professional enough to be a magician! I didn’t see through it at all!”

The female doctor remained expressionless: “…Thank you for the compliment!”

Secretary Wen completely breathed a sigh of relief.

Xiang Xiang watched this scene thoughtfully, his little head thinking for a long time before he suddenly understood:

Little Chi doesn’t seem to know what they are…

And Secretary Wen doesn’t seem to want Little Chi to know what they are…

Xiang Xiang pursed his lips, feeling a little scared and sad.

Chi Liu didn’t notice those emotions. He put away the forms, declined Secretary Wen’s offer to help, and went downstairs to the pharmacy himself to get folic acid and various trace elements that needed supplementation—he always enjoyed handling these little tasks personally, especially anything directly or indirectly related to the child.

He finished quickly and returned to the consultation room. Chi Liu casually tossed a small box to Secretary Wen and handed a box of vanilla ice cream, purchased from the vending machine, to Xiang Xiang.

Xiang Xiang’s lost eyes lit up instantly. He held the ice cream box preciously and said a soft thank you.

Secretary Wen looked at what he received—eye drops?

Chi Liu: “I saw you blinking just now, looking uncomfortable, so I bought them for you.”

Secretary Wen: “…”

Ah, so Little Chi noticed him winking!

After a while, a feeling of guilt mixed with warmth welled up in his heart. He carefully put away the box, bent his eyes, and looked at Chi Liu, “Thank you.”

Chi Liu raised an eyebrow: “You’re welcome.”

After saying goodbye to the doctor, Chi Liu left the consultation room with Xiang Xiang and Secretary Wen.

The female doctor glanced at Chi Liu’s figure at the door, opened her mouth, but still didn’t call out to remind him of some so-called “truth”—arbitrarily intervening in other people’s karma under the guise of doing good for others is a form of arrogance.

She lowered her eyes and smiled freely, quickly throwing herself into the next task.

…

The sunset painted the world countless times.

Secretary Wen was driving under the gradually brightening neon lights. Xiang Xiang sat in the passenger seat, enjoying the ice cream that Chi Liu had bought him.

Chi Liu sat in the back, reviewing the trial operation revenue statements sent to him by the finance department. As he looked, his eyes curved into a smile: Although he had anticipated it beforehand, he didn’t expect the bar’s revenue during the trial operation to be this good!

And this was only under the premise that he only opened during the day due to his physical condition!

Chi Liu gently stroked his abdomen, rarely smiling like a cunning little fox: Hmm, now he doesn’t have to worry about not being able to afford to raise the child anymore.

He cheerfully looked at the front row: “I’ll treat you to a big meal, an amusement park, and a movie tomorrow!”

Anyway, if that man didn’t have a last-minute business trip, he was going to have fun tomorrow anyway.

Secretary Wen smiled as he steered the steering wheel: “What’s the occasion for treating us?”

Chi Liu raised an eyebrow: “Does the fact that I’m about to get rich count?”

Secretary Wen’s smile deepened: “Of course it counts! Then I won’t stand on ceremony.”

It’s great to have a friend who is about to become rich and someone he can latch onto!

After a moment of contemplation, he tightened his grip on the steering wheel, his lake-green eyes reflecting a hint of loss, and he said cautiously, “Little Chi, if one day, you find out that we are not what you imagine,” he paused subtly, “including our appearance. Would you forgive us?”

Or, would you still allow us to stay by your side?

This should also be the biggest worry of that usually arrogant and self-centered boss.

He really wanted to tell Little Chi the truth, but he was afraid that knowing “those things” would cause endless trouble for Little Chi, so he fell into a moral dilemma.

He really, really cares about and values this friend…

Xiang Xiang’s body stiffened when he heard this, and he sadly put down the ice cream in his hand, lowered his head, and bit his lip.

Chi Liu: “A hidden secret?” Why are these two suddenly so awkward?

Secretary Wen: “I guess.”

Chi Liu lowered his eyes and thought seriously for a moment, then he smiled frankly: “You are my friends. As long as it doesn’t involve moral bottom lines, no matter what you become, you are my friends.”

After saying that, he raised an eyebrow and joked, “Also, your tone today is so cheesy that it’s unbearable. Did you do something to let me down?”

Secretary Wen: “!!!” He was sweating profusely!

Chi Liu thoughtfully looked at Xiang Xiang and Secretary Wen’s still uneasy faces in the rearview mirror, smiled, and jokingly said like a bully, “How about you pre-pay for forgiveness and apologize to me first? If you really do something wrong in the future, I’ll forgive you.”

He understood his friends, so he knew they would never hurt him.

The next second, Secretary Wen quickly and neatly said, “I’m sorry.”

Xiang Xiang lowered his head and quickly followed, “I’m sorry.”

Chi Liu twitched his lips: “…” That was too fast!

So what exactly did you do?

Secretary Wen, acting on the responsibility of a reliable subordinate, asked, “…Where’s the boss?”

Chi Liu, who had been stood up for his date, smiled slightly: “He doesn’t have that kind of treatment.”

Secretary Wen, who was simultaneously mourning for the boss, feeling flattered, and gloating, couldn’t control his expression for the first time, and his entire face twisted.

Chi Liu really didn’t want to look anymore, twitched his lips, and looked away.

…

Back home, Chi Liu unbuttoned his coat and looked thoughtfully at their front door—he was always susceptible to gazes, and he always felt… Something was watching him there.

That gaze was incredibly substantial, as if licking his back and the back of his neck…

But it was just a door.

Chi Liu had already taken off his coat. He shook off this inexplicable thought, habitually checked the pockets of the coat he was about to throw into the washing machine, and then, his eyes suddenly widened—

He pulled out a finger bone from his pocket!

It was the finger bone he threw into the glass jar!

Chi Liu stared at the white bone in his palm, dumbfounded: When did this thing run into his pocket and follow him out?

A wisp of consciousness was placed at the peephole of the door, and the eyeball that could control other organs rolled around, happily watching the young man discover the surprise, the pupil excitedly standing up like a beast!

Secretary Wen was helping Chi Liu wash strawberries while silently glancing at the door—tsk, the boss’s behavior is really creepy! If he doesn’t tell Little Chi, will he have to pre-pay for a second forgiveness?

Will Little Chi still forgive him? QAQ

Ah, it’s all the fault of that boss who makes protection so perverted!

Chi Liu twitched his lips and threw the finger bone back into the original glass jar—did he take it out when he didn’t remember?

It is said that pregnant people experience memory loss.

Tsk, he really didn’t want to continue thinking about this “love token” that seemed to exist in a horror movie.

Chi Liu quickly threw it out of his mind and started preparing dinner.

During the soap opera time after dinner, it was Xiang Xiang’s turn to use the remote control, so he turned on the cartoon channel.

They were showing an animated film starring a cute bear.

Xiang Xiang said seriously, “The baby likes to watch this.”

Chi Liu smiled and said, “How do you know?”

Xiang Xiang: “The baby said, watch this tonight, and he’ll forgive me half of the time for always fighting with him for you.” After saying that, his little face turned pale. Little Chi doesn’t know those things; shouldn’t he have told him that he can hear the baby talking?

Secretary Wen covered his face with an indescribable expression.

Chi Liu regarded Xiang Xiang’s words as cute, childish talk. He touched Xiang Xiang’s little head and bent his eyes, saying, “Then let’s keep watching.”

The edutainment cartoon continued to play, with the ever-overbearing bear dad constantly emphasizing that the baby bear must come first. The baby bear sadly ran away from home to find his little duck friend.

At this time, Xiang Xiang tilted his head and looked at Chi Liu: “Do you also hope the baby will always be number one?”

The little child who was happily listening to the cartoon: “!!! QAQ”

If Mom hopes so, he will work super hard to be number one!

Chi Liu was stunned. He bent his eyes and gently stroked his abdomen: “He (or she) doesn’t need to be number one. No matter what he (or she) is like, I will love him (or her).”

Xiang Xiang looked at Chi Liu, his blue eyes shining brightly—how could there be such a gentle person like Little Chi in the world…

The little baby is so happy.

Secretary Wen watched this scene from the side, his eyes curved.

…

Soon, it was time to sleep. Before going to bed, Chi Liu deliberately looked at the finger bone placed in the glass jar, and then twitched his lips and returned to the bedroom.

The bedroom door made a soft sound, and the eyeball in the peephole no longer had any scruples, wantonly filled with scarlet. The finger bone and ribs placed in the living room trembled slightly, resonating strangely with that eyeball…

Chi Liu quickly fell asleep. In the middle of the night, he got up, rubbing his eyes, and drank water. When he reached for the bedside table to take the glass of water, he was stunned, and most of his sleepiness vanished.

He turned on the small lamp and looked at the finger bone lying triumphantly in his palm, twitching his lips. “Heh, that man left for some business trip and left behind this troublesome broken bone to mess with, right?”

He clearly remembered putting it in the glass jar!

Could this be some toy with a switch? Chu Qi remotely turned on the switch to control them?

That’s a bad taste!

Heh, if that rib appeared here, wouldn’t it be even more terrifying!

At this time, the rib under the bed: “…”

Chi Liu, who guessed the truth to some extent, got out of bed, picked up the finger bone, and prepared to throw it into the living room.

The moment he stepped into the living room, he was stunned, his eyes suddenly widened.

In the moonlight in the living room, Secretary Wen, who had just dealt with a replicant NPC who had climbed in from the balcony, was standing there holding a knife with a lake-green glow.

His brain was spinning so fast it was about to smoke, and his mouth was open as wide as an egg: “Aba aba…”

He can explain!