Chapter 63

  A young black-haired man sat on the bed, expressionless, watching a group of medical staff rushing wildly in the hospital corridor at midnight, and then the doctors and nurses rushed into his ward like a flock of sheep about to be penned up. It's really hard for these white-robed angels, because the patient who insisted on waking up in the middle of the night had to get out of bed and work without complaint, always maintaining this professional enthusiasm at all times.

  When the various tubes buried in the body to transport nutrients to maintain basic survival are touched, a faint stinging sensation can be felt coming from deep within the body. The hand holding the disinfectant water opened his eyelids, and then the bright flashlight shone over, the black pupils contracted reflexively until the medical flashlight was moved away, and the surrounding darkness returned...

  The brain is buzzing with caution.

  The flickering light of the flashlight overlapped with the fragmented moonlight that was last seen as a hamster, shattered by the water's surface.

  She slightly narrowed her eyes.

  Those fish swimming back and forth in front of him, curiously approaching to peck at his wet and heavy fur with their mouths, turned into these doctors wearing white coats.

  It seemed as if there were countless people around him talking, some calling his name, some seemingly asking him how he felt, and others taking his basic body temperature, pulse and other data... While he sat calmly on the bed, letting them do whatever they wanted, and no matter what questions others asked him, he appeared to be unmoved.

  At this time, the doctor had already called to inform his family.

  When he heard the not-so-familiar doctor tell the person on the phone that "the patient's condition is still unstable, and may have brain damage affecting language or normal judgment," the young man with black hair blinked, only then realizing that he had been too silent, to the point where the doctor thought he had become an idiot.

  Hair.

  Actually, he just wanted to get used to everything around him that had suddenly returned to normal size - the bed, the dresser, the water cup, the TV, and humans... He hadn't expected to successfully return to his human body so quickly, so for now, he needed a little time to calm down. Moreover, there was another problem: once he calmed down slightly, he discovered that he was starving, and just thinking about food made him feel like he could swallow an elephant whole.

  Just then, as if she had heard the most sincere call from his heart, a nurse came over and called out in a gentle voice: "Mr. Yuan, Mr. Yuan, are you okay? If you can hear my response..."

  The young man with black hair had his long and thick eyelashes tremble slightly, then he lifted his eyelids, and in a situation where the nurse did not expect, he raised his hand and grasped her wrist. In a voice that was hoarse from disuse and sounded terrifying, yet pitiful, he said: "I'm hungry..."

  “……”

  As he suddenly remembered to utter a small prayer, the entire busy ward froze for a moment, with over ten pairs of eyes turning around and staring at him intently - it had to be said that this made him feel somewhat embarrassed, after all, he was just hungry and honestly expressed his feelings, why did these people react so greatly?

  The first to react was still the diligent nurse sister, who immediately burst out a angel-like smile on her face that had been struck by lightning, carefully pulling her hand out of the weak and soft palm: "Okay, Mr. Yuan, we will instruct the kitchen to prepare some food for you, what would you like to eat?"

  Oh, not many.

  Steamed buns, dumplings, beef noodles, white rice, seafood noodles, crossing the bridge noodles, ham, hot pot crackers, chocolate, mutton skewers, octopus, small balls, sugar-fried chestnuts, braised pork, chicken, duck, fish... A young man with black hair sat on his bed, thought for a moment, and then replied with difficulty...

  "...the elephant."

  Everyone: "......"

  Doctor: "……Alright, we have basically confirmed that the patient's brain has suffered some damage, but this damage should be curable and temporary. After all, the patient still maintains judgment about their own physical needs, so the situation is still very optimistic. Yes, yes, Mrs. Yuan, you can rest assured——"

  "Laozi... IQ, none, no problem." Seeing the distorted faces of the people around him, as if they had been trampled by an elephant, he was afraid that they would impulsively send him to a mental hospital. The young man with black hair quickly waved his hand and said in a difficult tone, "Just now, accidentally... brain damage, just for a moment... I just wanted to eat meat!"

  Everyone: "......"

  Looking at everyone's reaction as if they had seen a ghost, looking at himself, he let out a sigh of utter defeat: "I'm really done for..."

  It's been 15 minutes and 38 seconds since Mr. Yuan woke up, and the only complete sentence with more than five words he has said is a swear word.

  He suddenly felt that he could change his development path and develop towards the "most handsome comedian in history, with no predecessors or successors".

  Half an hour later.

  The young man with black hair finally got a steaming bowl of vegetable porridge - he leaned back on the soft pillow, patiently waiting for the nurse to take his blood pressure before meals. His pair of black eyes, which had already recovered their luster, stared unblinkingly at the bowl of porridge in front of him, as if the rising steam had also covered his beautiful eyes with a thin layer of mist. Finally, after his hands were released, he seemed somewhat impatient to grab the spoon and pounce on the human food, stirring the porridge with the spoon, blinking his eyes and staring at the rolling porridge water in the bowl.

  After a moment, he paused and turned around with an uncertain tone: "The meat... where is it?"

  Nurse: "This is a rice porridge cooked with pork bones."

  "I understand the reasoning, but... where's the meat?"

  Nurse: "Looks like you've cooked it for a long time, the meat has all melted into the porridge."

  He fell silent for a moment, looking at the nurse's face in front of him, which was filled with doting expression. After a while, he said, "I've been told that my IQ is fine, so can you stop using that tone to deceive kids?"

  “……” The nurse's face was filled with a mixture of pampering and helplessness, "Mr. Yuan, after continuously infusing nutrients for eight months, your body's organ function and chewing ability will inevitably decline. You can only recover through gradual training to thoroughly restore your health to normal. Currently, you are not suitable for consuming coarse fiber, in fact, eating too much at once is also not allowed. Please eat only one-third of this bowl of porridge and stop continuing to intake.”

  "...only let me eat a third of it and still serve myself another bowl."

  "I'm afraid you'll be unhappy if you see too little food, after all, you're so hungry."

  "Now you're telling me to eat only a third of it and then take away the rest? Am I supposed to be happy about this kind of thing that disregards human rights?"

  “……”

  "Furious beyond words."

  "Please take your time."

  The nurse sister collected the various measuring tools without emotion and walked out, after staring at her leaving, he quickly ate up the bowl of hot porridge with a speed of light, not leaving a single drop of soup behind - to hell with one-third of it. He felt that in this life, he had never been as miserable as now, eating a bowl of porridge without meat or salt, only two pieces of green vegetables, he felt like he was so happy that he could fly.

  After eating and drinking his fill, he lay back with a contented smack of his lips and began to toss about restlessly, wondering whether or not to take a cool shower; but when he tried to get up, he failed and fell back onto the bed due to some weakness in his muscles.

  But what he didn't have was the look of defeat that the protagonist would have on his face at this moment in a TV drama. In fact, he was overjoyed that he no longer had to crawl on all fours - you see, after some comparison, people's demands can easily be lowered to an unbelievable low standard.

  He struggled to toss about on the bed for a while, finally exhausting what little energy he had left after waking up. His eyes turned black as he fell back onto the bed, quietly thinking for a moment before suddenly realizing that he needed someone who could immediately appear in front of him to serve him.

  Jian Ran: "......"

  Right! How come I didn't think of it earlier?

  The black-haired young man used his last bit of strength to lift his hand and press the nurse call button on the bedside. When the nurse walked in, she saw the black-haired young man leaning back on the bed with a smug grin on his face, as if he had just gotten away with something big.

  It's really hard to imagine that he is actually that super male god who is admired by tens of millions of people.

  "What strange thing has possessed him?" The nurse thought silently.

  He politely asked the nurse if he could borrow her phone to use for a bit - after all, the person in front of him was Yuan Jingran - even if he had been possessed by some strange thing, at least on the surface he was still Yuan Jingran. The nurse put down the half-packed meal tray, didn't hesitate much, and took out her phone, handing it to him. Considering that a big star probably needed his own *, the nurse smiled at him thoughtfully and said she would come back for the phone later, then left the ward with the meal tray.

  ……

  On this night, when the sky was just a little bright and even the chickens hadn't opened their eyes yet, in a high-end villa complex seven or eight streets away from the hospital, the mobile phone of Mr. Fang Yu, a golden broker in the entertainment industry, rang out in a way that disturbed people's dreams.

  The whole person was buried in the quilt and pillow, Fang Yu closed his eyes and fumbled for his phone. He grabbed the wildly vibrating phone to his face, rubbed the eye discharge from his eyes, opened one eye, and saw that it was a local strange number - actually a strange number. With great restraint, he resisted the urge to hang up directly and answered the phone in accordance with professional ethics. Before the other party had a chance to speak, Fang Yu preemptively said: "Hello, this is company agent Fang Yu. No matter how you got my private number, it's currently my normal rest time. If you want to discuss work cooperation, please wait until 8:30 today and contact my work phone in a normal way - since this is an unusual call at an unusual time, I'll repeat what I just said in English to avoid the possibility that the person on the other end is an international friend with a time difference...".

  "Square leftover! Square leftover! I want to eat KFC!"

  “……？”

  Fang Yu silently took the phone away from his ear, and the eyebrow on the side of his open eye had already flown high - he stared at the phone screen as if he had seen a ghost. The person who called him early in the morning not only accurately called out his name but also treated him like a takeout delivery guy. Without mentioning how outrageous and absurd the conversation was, what struck him was that... the other party intentionally lowered their voice to a sly tone, which sounded somewhat familiar.

  When Fang Yu put his mobile phone back to his ear, he still heard the person on the other end talking incessantly and making plans for him.

  "Later, when the nurse opens the door, you can go buy me breakfast. Although there's no chicken wings, but there's meat, right? - When you come in, remember to cover them up a bit, otherwise if the doctor sees them, they might be confiscated. It would be such a waste if the food is thrown away without being eaten, wouldn't it? Also, can you bring me a towel, toothpaste, toothbrush, and pick up some shower gel, shampoo, and facial cleanser from my place? Oh, and a razor too - I'm starting to look like a caveman now."

  The agent, who had been lying on the bed with his butt up in the air, finally opened his two eyes. His eyebrows almost flew to his forehead as he asked in a not-so-good tone, "Who are you!!!!!!"

  The voice on the other end of the line suddenly stopped speaking.

  Fang Yu: "Huh??"

  After a while, Fang Yu heard a cold laugh from the other side, saying in a sinister tone...

  "Mr. Fang Yuxian, hello, before you figure out who the big shot is talking to you now, please get up from the bed I sent you immediately, take the wallet I sent you, walk out of the villa I sent you, sit in the car I sent you, go to KFC and buy me breakfast, I want to eat meat, thank you for your cooperation."

  Fang Yu: "………………………………"

  Stared at the phone for three seconds.

  Fang Yu hung up the phone abruptly.

  The phone was thrown onto the temple, and the agent sighed: "I'm really too tired to have such an absurd nightmare—"

  She turned over and was about to continue sleeping when she suddenly heard her phone screaming next to her pillow. Fang Yu grabbed it and answered, only to have the person on the other end shout "Check Weibo" before hanging up abruptly.

  Fang Yu inexplicably opened his phone, entered Weibo, slid his finger to refresh, and then saw a Weibo that shocked him so much he almost threw away his phone.

  The latest post on Weibo shows just three simple words from someone: Good morning.

  But the earth-shaking illustration was a guy sitting on a hospital bed, still wearing a cute blue and white striped patient uniform. His beard was messy, his hair was disheveled, and his eyes were slightly sunken due to weight loss - under the dim orange light, only his familiar smile with raised lips and those black pupils shone exceptionally bright and dazzling.

  Weibo posted by: Yuan Jinyan.

  It is 5:54 AM on Thursday.

  At a time when most working people, students and mothers were still asleep, this Weibo post that had just been sent out for less than three minutes was forwarded over 20,000 times, with the comments below directly breaking through 50,000. Fang You opened it with a ghostly gaze, and all the comments below were:

  "Mom, I've seen a ghost!"

  “…………………………”

  "What's going on?!"

  "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ( infinite loop ) ——"

  "I should go to sleep now, they say staying up late is bad for you. I didn't believe it before but now I do, look, I'm even having hallucinations."

  "What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?! What the fuck?!"

  Without any warning, I jumped out of bed and shouted, "Are you my male god?"

  "Internet-famous anchor Jiang Chuan..." (repeated multiple times)

  ……

  At that moment, Fang Yu felt all the blood in his body rush to his head in an instant.

  His eyes widened, and his hands trembled as he dialed the number again. The phone rang several times before being picked up, and a lazy voice on the other end drawled out a "hello". That one word, which had haunted him for years and had finally subsided eight months ago, suddenly echoed in his ears once more. Fang Yu was taken aback, suppressing the suffocating lump that rose to his throat as he forced out a single sentence: "Wait for me." The agent on the other end of the line abruptly hung up.

  He calmed down for three seconds, thought about it, and then called again with great unease. The other end was apparently fed up: "Spit it out if you have something to say!"

  "Wait for me," Fang Yu jumped up from the bed, hopping on one foot while pulling up his pants and bending down to shout into the phone on the bed, "Ancestor, hold on, don't fall asleep again!"

  The only response from the other end was to hang up the phone without hesitation.

  He contacted Fang Yu again, and then personally called his mother to listen to her cry for over 10 minutes on the phone. The young man with black hair emphasized "Mom, I want to eat meat" before reluctantly hanging up the phone after being refused. He thanked the little nurse and promised to compensate her for the wasted phone bill. After eating and drinking enough, the young man with black hair yawned and thought that Ms. Yuan Mei's plane wouldn't arrive until noon at the earliest, so he ignored his agent's warning "don't sleep" and snuggled back into bed with a satisfied heart.

  He didn't sleep soundly.

  The sound of doctors and nurses coming in and out can always be heard by my ear.

  But he had to admit, the sound made him feel very at ease - sometimes he was also afraid that when he closed his eyes and opened them again, everything would return to its original state, back to the dull and tasteless world of hamsters where the only thing he could be proud of was his round butt. But now, the surrounding noise belonging to humans made him certain that he had indeed returned to the human world - no need to worry about being surrounded by cotton balls when he opened his eyes; no need to see everything as gigantic objects; cats were cute and fluffy instead of deadly killers; wild mice were just a package of poison that could be easily dealt with; and as for going online, it was something that could be perfectly solved with just his fingers.

  What's most important is that after eight months of being a crazed vegetarian hamster, the moment he woke up he realized he missed human food so much he was about to go crazy - just one bowl of bony soup made him incredibly satisfied, although if there were meat it would be even better.

  Hugging a quilt with disinfectant water breath, lying on one's side on this human bed, sleeping soundly.

  Everything is going well, just like in a dream.

  And the best part is that Jian Ran knew that everything was really happening this time, and when he opened his eyes again, he would find that all these wonderful things were still there.

  He really came back.

  As a human being.

  ……

  He didn't know how long he had slept - probably only twenty minutes. Anyway, when Fang Yu shook him awake, his entire head was groggy and unwilling to open his eyes. His gaze skipped over the other's ecstatic face and shifted down to his hands - seeing the empty hands of the agent, the young man with black hair rubbed his eyes and got up, asking in a muffled tone: "Where's KF?"

  Fang Yu: "You can only have a liquid diet now, okay?"

  "What did you come here for without bringing KF?" Jian Ran asked bluntly. "You can leave, today is Thursday, this counts as skipping work."

  "Hey, I brought your toiletries," Fang Yu said, pointing to the pile of things on the bedside table. "You asked me to bring them over the phone, when did you wake up? How are you feeling now? I just called the company and told them about the situation, Luo Cheng was so scared he couldn't even speak clearly... And your mom, I called her while she was already on her way to the airport. Oh, and by the way, Weibo is going crazy! You suddenly did this and it's all over Weibo, with 200,000 reposts already... It's only 8:20 now..."

  He was impatiently listening to the agent's incoherent words due to excitement, until he heard the last sentence about the keyword of Weibo forwarding volume, and the person sitting on the bed suddenly stopped rubbing his eyes unconsciously.

  He raised his head and asked Fang Yu for his phone in a wooden expression. After getting the phone, he directly used Fang Yu's account to take a look at his latest Weibo post, and then he...

  "I'm going to suffocate! - Who is this beggar uncle and why did he appear on my Weibo homepage?! This bird's nest hair, this messy beard... Did I eat too much or have a cerebral hemorrhage that I posted such a photo online?!" Jian Yan held his phone and shouted in a strange tone, "Don't I look like an old scavenger who just picked up a can? Look at this smile, it seems like he had a great harvest today, picking up several bags... Can I still delete it?!?!?"

  "It's too late." Fang Yu snatched the phone back, "This has been forwarded so many times, I think the photo is pretty good, it perfectly showcases your sick face——"

  "Boss Fang, aren't you my agent anymore?"

  "What?"

  "Otherwise, how could you become so vicious, looking at such a photo and still saying 'it's okay' to me with a straight face?"

  “……”

  The joy of "Yuan Jingran waking up" was quickly extinguished in less than fifteen minutes after facing him, and the old concept that had been insisting for many years, "after all, still want to strangle him to death", returned to its peak throne unshakably.

  During their conversation, Fang Yu's work phone was almost blown up - apparently because he had put it on vibrate after entering the hospital. In any case, during these ten or so minutes, the phone didn't stop ringing. Fang Yu temporarily stopped his conversation with Jian Ran and ran to the corner of the room to answer the call. He answered several calls from the company, which seemed to be intentionally trying to get Jian Ran to hold a press conference to announce her strong comeback. Fang Yu tentatively agreed; then he refused four or five requests for interviews from various newspapers. When he hung up on the last reporter's call, Fang Yu was already extremely annoyed. He had just put his phone back in his pocket and turned around to discuss the next arrangement with Jian Ran when his pocket started vibrating again. The young black-haired man sitting on the bed innocently raised an eyebrow at him.

  Fang Yu almost wanted to smash the phone directly.

  But after taking out his mobile phone and glancing at the screen with a fierce expression, the anger on his face subsided slightly.

  After answering the phone, Fang Yu simply said "Hmm, I'm awake" and "Then come over", then hung up the phone.

  Listening to Fang Yu making a phone call, the expression on the face of the black-haired young man sitting on the bed paused for a moment. However, when Fang Yu looked up, he only saw him asking himself with a relaxed face: "Who is it?"

  Fang Yu thought for a moment before responding, "After you collapsed, I still had to eat, so the company brought in a new person named Jiang Chuan - oh, you've seen him, he's one of the male leads from 'Republic of China Strange Record'... Later on, he took on a snack commercial and caused a stir online several times, recently his popularity has been soaring... Anyway, many things happened while you were away, I'll tell you about it later. He's also on his way here now, so both of you are under my care, you can get to know each other."

  "Oh, him? I still remember."

  He calmly and quietly responded, then extremely fortunately this time Fang Yu was super far away from himself. Otherwise, he couldn't guarantee that the place wouldn't hear the sound of his almost wildly jumping heart beating.

  Next, Fang Yu very diligently moved over a small stool and began to recount in detail the events that had transpired since Jian Rang's coma, starting from when Jiang Chuan, as the "mysterious man", helped him out in the hospital room. He then went on to describe how Jiang Chuan was subjected to a series of misfortunes and calamities before successfully whitewashing these messy affairs with an "unrequited love story". Throughout this narrative, he interspersed various trivial matters, using fairly concise language to recount the events that had occurred over the past few months.

  These things are naturally known.

  But from a third party's perspective, it's quite interesting to watch these things happen - when Chong Yu was with Ah Fei, some things happened right in front of him and he didn't think much of them. But now, when Fang Yu mentioned that Jiang Chuan had turned away reporters at the hospital for his own sake, his heart started racing; when Fang Yu said that Jiang Chuan was being slandered because he protected himself, he wanted to grab his phone immediately and scold those people on Weibo, then announce to the world that it wasn't a publicity stunt; when Fang Yu said that Jiang Chuan had confessed at the press conference that he had secretly liked Yuan Jin Yan for many years, he even felt a strange, thrilling sensation...

  It's amazing that at the time, he was squatting in the cage watching the live broadcast and only felt "Damn, this guy is crazy!" But now, he actually feels a little embarrassed - it wasn't until then that he truly felt how cool Jiang Chuan looked when he said to the media with a straight face, "I've been pursuing Yuan Jinran for a long time."

  "So that's the reason for the press conference? No wonder so many people were @ing him under my Weibo earlier—" Jin Yan said in a pretended calm tone, "So now, in everyone's eyes, there is someone openly pursuing me?"

  "Yes."

  "Bring me the phone."

  "What's going on?"

  "I'll accept his pursuit."

  "You just woke up and can't wait to die again, right?" The agent said expressionlessly, "Don't get me wrong, it's just an act, he doesn't have a crush on you, so please behave normally when you see him later, thanks for the cooperation."

  He let out a disappointed "oh" and lifted up his hospital gown, touching the old pink burn scar on his waist, then said with a sly tone: "But I didn't think my childhood would be exposed like this, and in a situation where I was completely unaware, how many sympathetic tears my fans must have shed for me——just looking at it, that little brat Jiang Chuan owes me big time——"

  "Alright."

  The young man with black hair was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

  A calm and slightly cold voice came from the door, like a sword flying directly over and stabbing into his chest.

  “…………”

  He stood stiffly in place, his head still lowered as if looking at something on the ground, and when he finally looked up, he saw his own master leaning lazily against the door frame of the hospital room, his tall figure almost blocking the entire doorway. His hands were stuffed into his pockets, and a pair of earphones hung around his neck - he looked like a vibrant young university student.

  He probably just finished his morning exercise and rushed over here directly.

  His hair had subtle hints of being dampened by sweat or dew, handsome enough to make one want to scream.

  He let out a low, rumbling sound in his throat, swallowing a mouthful of saliva - he was strongly controlling himself to keep a poker face, knowing that he could no longer get away with being as carefree as a hamster and not be noticed; the fluff on his face was already gone.

  ...although there is a mustache.

  But after all, that beard is still not thick enough.

  Wait, I'm off topic.

  One night's absence seems like three autumns apart.

  He just realized how much he missed his owner, the hamster who lived in his heart.

  Forcedly suppressing the urge to pounce on Jiang Chuan like a mad dog, he sat calmly and expressionlessly on the bed, staring at the man who had suddenly appeared at the door. At this moment, the man who was originally leaning against the door stood up straight, walked in, and ignored the black-haired young man sitting on the bed, whose eyes were glaring at him with a fierce gaze that seemed to be about to spit out flames. He came to the bedside, stopped, looked at the black-haired young man for a moment, but unexpectedly appeared somewhat coldly, shifting his eyes away, and said to Fang Yu: "Ah Fei is gone again."

  The black-haired young man sitting on the bed silently pursed his lips.

  "It's going to come back sooner or later," Fang Yu said with a pout, "Go and greet your senior brother quickly."

  Jiang Chuan let out a soft "oh" and turned his head, finally willing to look directly at the young man with black hair sitting on the bed.

  Jian Ran: "……………………"

  He subconsciously raised his hand, as if preparing to shake hands with his former master in a historic manner - but unexpectedly, the other party narrowed his azure eyes slightly, like facing a great enemy, and took a step back.

  Awkward silence.

  Jian Ran: "Huh?"

  He was taken aback for a moment.

  At this moment, he found that the young man standing in front of him had a flash of unnatural emotions on his face. Immediately afterwards, he lightly coughed and muttered in a voice that was almost only audible to himself: "No need for physical contact, right?"

  Jian Ran: "Huh?"

  "Hello, I'm Jiang Chuan."

  Yuan Jinran: "...... I am Yuan Jinran."

  "I know."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  Another awkward silence.

  She hastily withdrew her hand and stuffed it back under the covers, awkwardly grasping at her hospital pants and twisting them slightly. A forced smile spread across her face as she attempted to change the subject and alleviate the current awkward atmosphere: "Oh, right, Jiang Chuan? Fang Yu just told me about what happened earlier in the ward when you helped me block those reporters. Thank you so much! I was just joking when I said you owed me one, don't take it to heart, okay? By the way, your face doesn't look too good... did something happen last night?"

  "My hamster ran away," Jiang Chuan said seriously, staring into Jian Ran's eyes. "I'm looking for it."

  His words trailed off abruptly, and he took a deep breath.

  The third cold shoulder.

  Staring at the faint dark circles under the man's eyes, she stuttered and said: "I-I'm sorry."

  "......" Jiang Chuan fell silent for a moment, then asked in return, "Why apologize?"

  He almost bit his tongue, under the eerie gaze of the agent beside him, he forced a smile: "Because I accidentally asked something that would make you unhappy, so I apologize."

  Jiang Chuan's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and he paused for a moment before saying lightly, "It doesn't matter, you're not Ah Fei."

  Jian Ran: "......"

  The fourth time it cooled down, the blood vessel was empty.

  From Gangchuan's expression, Jinran felt like he was being disliked.

  When he was a hamster, he could sprawl and roll around, pulling Jiang Chuan's ears, and be well received. He might even get a spoiled "Ah Fei, don't mess around" or be stuffed with two peeled melon seeds. But as a human, before he had even done anything, just raising his hand to shake hands (not even having shaken yet!), he was already disliked.

  He seemed to see himself shedding two wide noodles of tears in another dimension, silently saying: Why is it so hard for humans.