Indeed, nobody knows, but the birds do.
It's not even the kind of bird that's considered a good bird.
Sitting on the hospital bed, Qin Zigui saw the message received by the system backend: "[Hope Qin Zigui's injury heals quickly and the pain subsides]". He subtly curled his lips and then lightly pressed the approval button with his fingertip.
Sheng Yan, who had a cool expression on his face outside the door, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Surprisingly, this wish-making system is quite user-friendly. Although you only have two chances to make a wish per week, you can actually withdraw and make a new one if your wish doesn't come true.
He originally wanted to wish for Qin Zigui to recover immediately, but he was worried that such an abnormal phenomenon might cause social unrest and national chaos, and that the wish might be rejected by the system because it was too high a level. So he took a more gradual approach.
Fortunately, the system agreed, so it's better to feel less pain.
Sheng Yan recalled how Qin Zigui had been silent but was covered in fine beads of sweat from the pain. He tapped the edge of his phone with his fingertips, feeling uncertain.
While the tasks posted by this app are not illegal for the time being, they are somewhat unpredictable.
For example, the same basic task for a basic wish: the one where you were punished by copying homework was just sleeping with Qin Zigui, but the one where you left the auspicious place had to pass all the exams. The difficulty is completely variable and there is no pattern to follow.
So if this mission is easy, that's fine, but if it's too difficult...
Forget it, it may be difficult, but how difficult can it be?
Who is Sheng Yan? He's the top dog in the real world. As long as it's not illegal or criminal, there's nothing this app wouldn't dare to do. There's absolutely nothing Sheng Yan can't do. Even if it's reaching for the moon in the heavens or catching turtles in the deepest ocean, he can't...
Um?
Before Sheng Yan could even finish mentally setting his goal, a task message popped up on his screen—[Wish Task: Take care of Qin Zigui closely for 24 hours, fulfill all her needs, stay by her side at all times, and refrain from getting angry]
Then he froze on the spot.
Taking care is fine, but what does it mean to provide personal care, meet all your needs, and forbid you from getting angry?
Does this app have no idea how infuriating Qin Zigui is? How can it not get angry when he's with you 24/7?!
This kind of garbage task is simply impossible to complete!
Sheng Yan was furious.
Then click "[Claim Task]" repeatedly.
Forget it, humans shouldn't stoop to the level of birds. Since we've decided to repay their kindness, let's go all the way and give the orange cat some face.
Just then, the door creaked open.
Sheng Yan looked up and saw Qin Ru standing at the door, holding a cat, and called out, "Aunt Qin."
Qin Ru looked down at the cat in his hand and smiled: "Is this the cat that Zi Gui mentioned wanting to keep?"
"Huh? Oh, I think so."
Sheng Yan tried to pretend that he hadn't heard their conversation, but his act didn't seem very natural.
Fortunately, Qin Ru didn't pay any attention and just looked down at the cat.
Although this cat is a bit thin and dirty, and not a purebred, it has a pair of bright, round, black eyes that are particularly clever. The cat is also much more handsome than the other orange cats. It is a very good-looking and lovable little cat, no wonder Sheng Yan likes it.
Qin Ru originally liked small animals and flowers and plants, and Qin Zigui rarely made any requests. Seeing that this cat was indeed very lovable, she thought it would be good to bring it home and keep it. She patted its head and asked, "What's the name of this cat?"
“M…” Sheng Yan originally wanted to say “Meow Meow,” but the words caught him in the alleyway when he suddenly remembered being caught calling for Meow Meow. So he changed his tone, looked at Qin Ru, and said confidently, “It’s a little male cat named Cuckoo.”
The cat, suddenly transformed into Cuckoo, turned around in shock: "?"
Sheng Yan covered its eyes again.
Qin Ru seemed to think she had misheard, and asked again to confirm: "Crying?"
Sheng Yan ignored the questioning look Qin Zigui was giving him from not far away, his eyes narrowed, and nodded firmly: "Yes, it's called Cuckoo, the Cuckoo from C, U, C, K, O, O."
The Chinese translation is "杜鹃" (dùjuān), commonly known as "杜鹃" (dùjuān).
"..."
Qin Ru turned to Qin Zigui and asked, "What do you think?"
After all, male kittens will eventually need to be spayed or neutered, so we need to take into account the opinions of people with the same name.
Qin Zigui simply leaned against the bed and looked at Sheng Yan with narrowed eyes, appearing very unfriendly and dissatisfied.
Sheng Yan raised his chin guiltily to show that he had no intention of backing down.
Just as another argument was about to break out, Qin Ru was about to speak up to mediate when Qin Zigui calmly withdrew his gaze and said, "Well, let's call it Cuckoo then."
Qin Ru, who had just begun to try and mediate, was speechless: "...?"
That's it?
Okay.
She finally understood: Sheng Yan's hobby was challenging Qin Zigui's bottom line, while Qin Zigui's hobby was constantly changing his own bottom line.
The two brothers' game had nothing to do with her, their aunt.
“Okay, if you want it named Cuckoo, then let’s call it Cuckoo. I’ll take it to the vet for a check-up and buy some necessities first. You guys go home first, and I’ll have the driver take you.” Qin Ru took the kitten, which had just been named Dujuan, from Sheng Yan’s arms.
When this cat is alone with Sheng Yan, it's incredibly arrogant and domineering, practically the king of the backstreets and alleys.
As soon as Qin Ru hugged it, it seemed to realize who the real sugar daddy was, and immediately softened, clinging to Qin Ru's hand and rubbing its head against hers obediently, whimpering sweetly. Qin Ru was so delighted that she happily carried it away.
Sheng Yan couldn't help but mutter, "How come this cat has two faces?"
Qin Zigui lazily moved his legs off the bed and bent down to straighten his trousers: "I guess he learned it from his master."
Sheng Yan turned around: "What do you mean?"
Qin Zigui remained expressionless: "I'm praising you for being authoritative outside and respectful to your elders at home."
Sheng Yan: "?"
Is that what you mean?
That doesn't seem to be wrong.
But something seems off.
Before he could figure it out, he heard a sudden gasp. Looking up, he saw that Qin Zigui had pulled on his wound when he got out of bed and put his left leg down.
Without thinking of anything else, he rushed over to support her, scolding her urgently, "Can't you see me standing there panting? Don't you know how to call for help?"
Qin Zigui lowered his eyelashes, seemingly answering casually: "I thought you were still annoyed with me."
Sheng Yan paused, then lowered his head and said in a deliberately annoyed tone, "It's annoying, but I'm not heartless. I said I'd take care of you, and I meant it. But don't push your luck, or else don't blame me for being unrighteous."
As Sheng Yan spoke, he raised his head, glared at her, and threatened her fiercely.
It seemed as if he could just walk away if Qin Zigui dared to push his luck even a little further.
If Qin Zigui hadn't received the notification of his secret wish and his unwavering acceptance of the mission, he might have actually believed it.
But now, facing Sheng Yan's fierce expression, she only felt that his eyes were really beautiful. The color was light, clean and clear without a trace of impurity, like a piece of crystal glass, making other people's filthy thoughts seem extremely dirty.
So he lowered his eyes and looked up for a while before avoiding eye contact: "Okay, whatever you say."
Don't push your luck. As long as you can forgive him, pay attention to him as much as before, and be affectionate with him a little, that's enough.
Qin Zigui's purpose in assigning the task was that simple: to give the arrogant little boy a legitimate reason to soften his heart and take care of him.
However, he forgot the saying, "The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease."
He wasn't seriously injured; he didn't break any bones or tendons. However, he couldn't put weight on his left leg, otherwise the wound would easily reopen. Therefore, he needed someone to help him stand and walk.
Summer weather is hot and humid, sticking to the skin. Wherever you stay for a while, a thin layer of sweat will seep out, making the boy's body temperature, heartbeat, and skin sensations particularly noticeable.
But Sheng Yan was a restless fellow. Not only were his hands always fidgeting, but he also kept turning his head to talk to Qin Zigui, his hot breath constantly falling on Qin Zigui's ear and neck, teasing Qin Zigui so that he kept a cold face and dared not look at him for long.
When they finally arrived home, their clothes were almost completely soaked. Sheng Yan finally relaxed and sprawled on Qin Zigui's small sofa, turned his head to look at him, and lazily questioned, "Qin Zigui, what exactly is wrong with me? I was so tired on the way here, and you didn't even look at me."
Qin Zigui still didn't look at him. He just took out a clean set of clothes and prepared to go into the bathroom. But after taking only two steps, he heard a noise. He turned around and saw that the young master, who had been lying down from exhaustion, had stood up again, groaning.
Seeing Sheng Yan like this, he felt sorry for him and said in a low voice, "You rest for a while, I'll go take a shower and change my clothes first."
Sheng Yan rubbed his shoulders and said, "I know, otherwise why would I get up?"
Qin Zigui: "?"
Sheng Yan raised an eyebrow: "If I don't get up, who will help you take a bath and change clothes?"
Qin Zigui: "...No need."
"How can that be?"
The app says the task requires you to stay with the task at all times, so you can only stay with the task at all times; you can't even leave it for a second.
Sheng Yan said matter-of-factly, "The bathroom is so slippery, and you can't put weight on your legs or get them wet. What if you slip and fall or get an infection?"
That's still better than being flirted with to death by you.
Qin Zigui replied coldly and firmly: "I won't fall."
Sheng Yan didn't believe it: "You say you won't, so you won't?"
“I said no, and I mean it. At least I think that even if I’m injured, I can still have my own privacy.” Qin Zigui, unusually, didn’t give in to Sheng Yan.
Sheng Yan didn't take it seriously at all: "What's the big deal? We used to bathe together all the time when we were kids. It's not like we haven't seen it before. Why are you being so dramatic?"
"..."
You know that was when we were kids.
Qin Zigui lowered his head, took a deep breath, and was just about to calmly and rationally explain to Sheng Yan the differences between now and when he was a child, when Sheng Yan suddenly exclaimed with a sudden realization, "Ah!" "I know!"
Qin Zigui looked up at him.
Has the stone come to its senses?
Sheng Yan met his gaze earnestly: "Qin Zigui, you're not insecure, are you?"
Qin Zigui: "?"
Sheng Yan frowned: "But that shouldn't be the case, you're so tall."
Qin Zigui: "..."
A sudden lump of stale air caught in my throat.
He suddenly felt fortunate that he and Sheng Yan had been in a cold war for a year, otherwise he would either have been suffocated or driven to death by anger.
"But it's okay, I won't laugh at you."
Sheng Yan felt that he was the most righteous person in the world.
Qin Zigui's face was even darker than when he heard the words "Zigui is no good bird" that morning.
He looked down at Sheng Yan with indifference, while Sheng Yan raised his eyes and looked at him with raised eyebrows.
Their eyes met, and neither could tell who was provoking whom.
Until Qin Zigui suddenly leaned back against the door frame, squinted slightly, smiled at Sheng Yan, and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Why don't you give it a try?"
He was already tall, and his bone structure was cold and hard, giving him a natural sense of oppression. Now, leaning back with his eyes slightly narrowed, he looked down at people with an air of superiority. The long and sharp outline of his eyes was clearly visible, and his whole person exuded a kind of aggressiveness that was unique to male creatures.
Even someone as oblivious as Sheng Yan sensed the danger of his prey being about to be devoured alive at that moment.
He instinctively felt that he should end the conversation at this point.
However, he was competitive and unwilling to admit defeat throughout his life, and what's more, he lost to Qin Zigui.
So he proudly raised his chin and snorted, "Try it then."
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