bullyxtreme Chapter 601: What about your ears and tail?
Chapter 601: What about your ears and tail?
“No, it’s okay.”
He breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the transformation was complete.
Little did he know that this action made him look like a frightened cat, and Lin Ci'an's mouth corners unconsciously rose.
“Your hair is so pretty.”
The young man suddenly said, rolling up a strand of silver hair with his fingers, "Like snow."
"6872, is he teasing me?"
Chu Ziyu's ears felt hot.
This sounded familiar—it was what Lin Ci'an had said when he named the kitten three months ago. He was just wondering how to respond when Old Man Chen's loud voice came from the yard:
"Xiao An! Is the medicine ready?"
Lin Ci'an woke up as if from a dream and stood up hurriedly: "I'll go get the medicine, don't move!"
After the door closed, Chu Ziyu breathed a sigh of relief.
He tried to circulate his demonic power, but found that his meridians were empty. The sequelae of the forced transformation were more serious than he had imagined, and now he was weaker than a mortal.
“6872?” he called out in his spiritual consciousness.
"Boss, wait for me... Divine power attack... My code... is a little... broken... I'll fix it... "
The system's response was intermittent.
Chu Ziyu felt relieved and looked around while thinking about the sweet daily life in the future.
Although the thatched hut was simple, it was kept tidy. Dried herbs were hung on the wall and a small bamboo cage woven by Lin Ci'an was placed on the windowsill - it was prepared to hold fireflies.
The mundane life of the past three months was even more vivid than his three hundred years of cultivation.
He heard footsteps outside the door and quickly lay down.
Lin Ci'an came in with a bowl of medicine, followed by Old Man Chen, who looked curious.
"The pulse has stabilized a little, but it is still very weak, much weaker than that of an ordinary person."
Chu Ziyu used a little bit of his magic power to quietly change the pulse.
The old man put his rough fingers on Chu Ziyu's wrist and frowned slightly. Logically, the monster's body should be in better condition, but he didn't expect Chu Ziyu to be so weak.
Lin Ci'an scooped up a spoonful of medicine and blew on it. "Drink some more?"
The medicinal juice was ten times more bitter than the porridge. Chu Ziyu drank it with a frown on his face. Suddenly, he felt a hint of sweetness on the tip of his tongue - Lin Ci'an quietly stuffed a piece of honey candy into his mouth.
Lin Ci'an looked at the other person drinking the medicine and his heart was touched again.
“Shh.”
The young man winked slyly and whispered, "This is the last piece."
The sweetness melted in his mouth, making his heart swell violently.
After Old Man Chen left, Lin Ci'an moved a stool and sat beside the bed. He seemed to have countless questions to ask, but he just said seriously: "You can say whatever you want to say, but don't say anything you don't want to say."
The sunlight filtered through his eyelashes, casting tiny shadows on his face.
"My name is..." He hesitated, "Yu Zichu."
Lin Ci'an's eyes lit up: "Can I still call you Xuetuan?"
Lin Ci'an had to admit that he had some small thoughts in his mind, and he couldn't help but secretly despise his own perverted thoughts.
"………Um."
"Snow ball!"
"Ah."
“I am… a cat demon.”
This identity at least explains the sudden transformation.
Unexpectedly, Lin Ci'an was not too surprised.
He nodded thoughtfully: "So that's why you turned into a kitten? Now..."
"I'm injured and can't change back for the time being."
Chu Ziyu said this half-truthfully, while quietly observing the other person's reaction. If an ordinary person heard that the person next to him was a monster, he would be somewhat scared, right?
But Lin Ci'an just moved closer and asked curiously: "What about your ears and tail?"
The warm breath brushed across his cheek, and Chu Ziyu's ears felt hot.
He touched his head subconsciously: "When the transformation is complete... No."
“What a shame.”
Lin Ci'an muttered quietly, then laughed again, "But this is also good."
His hand was suspended in the air, as if he wanted to touch Chu Ziyu's face, but he shyly drew it back, "Do you... want to wipe your body?"
Only then did Chu Ziyu notice that he was still wearing the bloodstained white clothes.
The feeling of sweat and blood stains sticking to his body was indeed uncomfortable, but he now had difficulty even raising his hands, let alone cleaning them himself.
“I help you?”
Lin Ci'an's ears turned red, and his voice became smaller and smaller, "Just, just wipe my back..."
Chu Ziyu pursed his lips and nodded.
Lin Ci'an fetched some warm water and gently untied his belt.
As the fabric slipped off, Lin Ci'an's fingers gently brushed over the cracks on Chu Ziyu's back, and a dark emotion flashed in his eyes.
(These injuries...)
He lowered his eyes, his eyelashes hiding the dark color surging in his eyes, and his fingertips carefully avoided the bleeding place, his movements were gentle and almost pious.
(You became like this to save me, right?)