Chapter 53
After that hug, their way of getting along didn't change.
That's what Yu Miaomiao thinks.
The recovery period for spiritual energy is very long, which means that Yu Miaomiao will remain in a weak state for a period of time.
So when Jiang Cheng suggested giving him the key to her house so he could come up and do some housework from time to time, Yu Miaomiao thought it was perfectly reasonable.
After Jiang Cheng returned, the taste of Xiao Bai's food improved dramatically.
Looking at the little white cub's head, which was spinning in the rice, Yu Miaomiao finally realized that the cub wasn't picky about food; it just loved to eat too much.
As Xiao Bai ate the delicious meal, her gaze towards Jiang Chengyi softened, and she became less resistant to his touch.
After Jiang Chengyi learned that Xiaobai was actually a demon, he developed a new habit.
That is to test Xiaobai's abilities and intelligence level.
"Xiaobai, what is 2 + 9 - 3?"
Jiang Cheng pointed to the math problems on the whiteboard and asked the cub sitting obediently on the ground a question.
The cub first counted its two front paws, then realized it wasn't enough, so it simply lay back and stretched out its hind paws as well. After counting for a long time, it suddenly jumped up and let out eight howls.
"Good, very smart."
Jiang Cheng praised him and took out a piece of jerky. Xiao Bai circled around him expectantly, its tail held high.
It doesn't look like a snow leopard, but more like a small dog.
Yu Miaomiao looked away, unable to bear to watch the scene.
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That morning, when Yu Miaomiao woke up, she found herself feeling very groggy, weak in her limbs, and even struggling to lift her head, as if she had returned to the beginning.
She focused her mind and finally remembered that it was a side effect of the medication.
My phone pinged; I didn't know who had sent the message.
But Yu Miaomiao couldn't even lift the blanket, let alone transform into human form to reply to messages.
Feeling groggy, she simply closed her eyes, thinking that perhaps a little more sleep would make her feel better.
Ten minutes later, the sound of a key turning came from the door, and then it was opened.
Yu Miaomiao forced her eyes open, and after seeing who it was, she quickly closed them again.
"You've come..." She added a trace of demonic power to the tip of her tongue, so that Jiang Chengyi could understand what she was saying.
"I texted you and you didn't reply, so I guessed something had happened to you."
Jiang Chengyi's voice was low and filled with worry as it drifted into Yu Miaomiao's ears.
"Does he have a fever again?"
She wanted to deny it, but it was difficult to make a sound, and the shaking of her head was so small that it was almost invisible.
Then the familiar, light scent slowly approached the bedside, changed direction, moved downwards, and finally stopped in front of Yu Miaomiao.
She could feel his breath, so close yet so faint.
Then, a warm patch of skin touched Yu Miaomiao's forehead.
Is it measuring temperature?
Yu Miaomiao thought, "How can I measure accurately through the fuzz?"
It felt like an eternity before the heat on her forehead finally subsided.
"If there's no fever, then what's wrong?"
Jiang Chengyi muttered to himself.
He took out several medications that Yu Miaomiao had been taking in the past few days from her cupboard, opened the instructions and read them one by one, and finally found similar symptoms in the side effects description of one of the medications.
[Weakness in limbs, difficulty moving, mental relaxation, neurodegeneration, short-term amnesia; some monsters may also experience identity recognition difficulties. It is recommended to stay home and avoid going out.]
The instructions also recommend not to stop taking the medication, as the side effects will subside on their own after a period of time.
Jiang Cheng then poured out the amount of medicine Yu Miaomiao needed to take: three or four pills of each of the five kinds of medicine, totaling more than ten pills, and also took a glass of water.
He returned to the bedside, helped Yu Miaomiao sit up, and stuffed a pillow behind her back.
"Take your medicine first."
Before he could figure out how to feed her the pills, the girl suddenly sniffed, as if she had smelled the medicine. She lowered her head and rubbed her nose against Jiang Chengyi's palm.
Then, like a kitten licking its food, lick the pill into your mouth little by little.
Jiang Cheng stared blankly at his palm.
The spot where Yu Miaomiao had licked remained shiny and wet; he felt that skin was incredibly hot, with a faint itch.
He was startled awake when Yu Miaomiao spoke.
The girl frowned, her mouth tightly shut, unable to speak, only able to make "hmm" sounds, as if she was dissatisfied that Jiang Chengyi hadn't brought water for so long.
Even though the other person's eyes were closed, Jiang Chengyi still hurriedly curled up his right hand, put it behind his back, and used his left hand to feed the water.
After taking the medicine, Yu Miaomiao regained a lot of strength and energy.
At least he has the strength to open his eyes and speak.
"It's a side effect of the medication, and it's estimated to last for more than ten hours."
"Are there any medications that can alleviate this?" Jiang Cheng asked.
"No meow."
She leaned against the pillow, looking listless. "The monster's medicine is terrible. They never care about the side effects, as long as you don't die."
Then his eyes suddenly widened, "Why can you understand what I'm saying?"
Jiang Cheng was stunned and hadn't yet understood what Yu Miaomiao meant when she nodded to herself, "It must be because I used demonic power."
He suddenly recalled one of the side effects: "identity disorder".
Could it be that Yu Miaomiao thinks she is a cat right now?
He tentatively asked, "Meow?"
"I'm not... I'm not Meow Meow!"
Yu Miaomiao shook her head frantically in denial, "You've mistaken me for someone else, meow!"
She covered her face with her hands, peeking out one eye through her fingers to secretly observe Jiang Chengyi. Her expression was exactly the same as when she was a kitten, secretly watching Jiang Chengyi.
Jiang Cheng coughed lightly, suppressing a laugh, and reminded the other person, "You forgot, I already know you're a demon."
"Huh?" Yu Miaomiao lowered her hand, her round eyes staring blankly at Jiang Chengyi. "It seems so..."
He tentatively placed his palm in a caressing gesture on the girl's head, moving it downwards little by little.
As a result, the girl grew impatient and placed her head in his palm, saying, "Touch it, touch it."
Jiang Chengyi then began to touch her without any hesitation.
Compared to the soft, fluffy fur of his cat form, Yu Miaomiao's hair in his human form was equally soft, but smoother, flowing like water between his fingers.
Yu Miaomiao felt very comfortable being touched, so she squinted her eyes and let out a soft hum.
Jiang Cheng guessed that she was trying to make a cat purring sound, but couldn't.
He continued moving, seizing the opportunity to ask his question: "What impact will it have on you if I tell you my identity?"
Yu Miaomiao's expression of enjoyment faltered for a moment.
She hugged her knees tightly, buried her chin between them, and said in a muffled voice, "It's a terrible, terrible impact..."
"What impact?" Jiang Cheng pressed.
But Yu Miaomiao wouldn't say anything more.
He had no choice but to give up and first cook for the hungry Xiaobai, thinking of giving Yu Miaomiao some vitamins. He then took an apple and started peeling it.
After peeling the apple, he picked out a small piece and held it to Yu Miaomiao's lips.
Yu Miaomiao opened her mouth and bit off the piece of apple that Jiang Chengyi handed her. The sweet and sour apple flavor made her frown.
Ugh, this tastes awful.
So when Jiang Cheng handed over the second piece of apple, just as it touched Yu Miaomiao's lips, she turned her head away.
"I won't eat."
Jiang Cheng naturally put the piece of apple into his mouth.
"What kind of fruit would you like to eat?"
"Cats don't eat fruit."
Yu Miaomiao clearly expressed her dislike for fruit, saying loudly, "I want to eat dried fish!"
"Dried fish!"
"Okay, here's some dried fish for you."
Jiang Cheng took Yu Miaomiao's favorite dried cod—or more accurately, the fish that Miaomiao loves to eat.
As soon as the smell of dried fish got close, Yu Miaomiao couldn't wait to grab the dried fish and take a big bite.
However, it is clear that Jiang Chengyi overestimated Yu Miaomiao's judgment and ability to act at this moment.
Human teeth are not strong enough to support her tearing off a piece of flesh from them, and the result of using too much force is that she is now covering her teeth with tears in her eyes.
"Ouch, it hurts..."
Jiang Cheng immediately stood up, bent down, and pinched Yu Miaomiao's chin.
"What's wrong? Open your mouth so I can see."
"Ah—" Yu Miaomiao obediently opened her mouth.
Her teeth were white and even, with very sharp canines that were slightly different from those of humans.
Jiang Cheng pressed down his tongue with a cotton swab and carefully examined each tooth, finding no signs of loosening.
Upon further observation, a bleeding wound, approximately two centimeters long, was found on the inner wall of the mouth.
He touched the wound with a cotton swab, and Yu Miaomiao whimpered in pain, her bright, tearful cat eyes accusingly staring at Jiang Chengyi.
Jiang Chengyi's hand was itching to touch it again, but he suppressed the urge.
He found some Kangfuxin Liquid at home and had Yu Miaomiao gargle with it for three minutes.
She rinsed her mouth repeatedly, and the pain did lessen considerably, but the sweet taste of the medicine still annoyed her.
She frowned and complained, "It tastes awful."
Jiang Cheng tore off the outer packaging of Kangfuxin Liquid and threw it away, so that Yu Miaomiao wouldn't discover that the raw material of Kangfuxin Liquid was American cockroach extract when she woke up.
Yu Miaomiao swallowed the medicine and then resumed her struggle with the dried fish.
Because of the wound in her mouth, she dared not exert any force and could only use her canines to grind the dried fish little by little.
"Why can't I bite it off..."
The girl collapsed onto the bed, dejected. For a cat, not being able to crack open a dried fish is a disgrace.
Jiang Cheng took out a small plate, tore the dried fish apart, and fed her the shredded meat little by little.
One fed the other, and the two worked together in perfect harmony.
After feeding him the whole piece of dried fish, he still seemed a little reluctant to part with it.
After finishing the dried fish, Yu Miaomiao made another request, "I want to eat cat food."
Jiang Cheng saw that it was almost noon and time to eat, so he said, "If you don't eat cat food, how about I cook a meal?"
Yu Miaomiao insisted, "I want to eat cat food."
Jiang Chengyi explained, his voice unusually gentle and patient, "You're sick, you need to eat some fresh food, you can't just eat cat food all the time."
But Yu Miaomiao was never a cat that listened to advice.
She rolled around on the bed like a cat, making a lot of noise, "I don't care, I don't care, I just want cat food, cat food, cat food, cat food..."
It rolled to the corner, leaving only a round bulge on the blanket, but the sound continued.
"Cat food, cat food, cat food, cat food..."
Jiang Chengyi dug Yu Miaomiao out of the blanket like a potato, her cheeks flushed and her hair disheveled.
He brushed the wet hair from the girl's forehead and reluctantly gave in, "Okay, here's some cat food for you."
He took a small can of food from the cabinet, opened the lid, inserted a small spoon, and then handed it to Yu Miaomiao.
Yu Miaomiao enjoyed the fruits of her victory with satisfaction.
Jiang Cheng went into the kitchen and started cooking.
He was very quick; Yu Miaomiao had only eaten half of her canned food when he had already finished cooking.
As soon as the food was served, Yu Miaomiao was attracted by the aroma. The cat food she ate suddenly didn't smell as good as before, but she stubbornly didn't look up.
As the bowl was brought to her, the aroma became even more pronounced, and she finally couldn't resist stealing a glance.
It looks delicious.
Jiang Cheng scooped up a spoonful of rice and brought it to Yu Miaomiao's mouth.
"Miaomiao, this is a new recipe I've developed. Could you please try it and tell me if my cooking is good?"
Yu Miaomiao didn't want to eat it, but Jiang Chengyi's tone was so sincere that she could only reluctantly help out.
Her eyes lit up as she ate the food Jiang Cheng fed her.
It's so delicious! It's even better than what Jiang Chengyi made before. Compared to that, cat food cans are just something to fill your stomach.
So when Jiang Cheng fed her the second spoonful of rice, Yu Miaomiao couldn't help but eat it all.
The third spoonful, the fourth spoonful, the fifth spoonful... Before she knew it, she had finished the whole bowl of rice.
Yu Miaomiao snapped out of her daze, patted her full belly, looked at the empty food bowl and the half-eaten cat food can, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
A soft laugh suddenly came from above.
She looked up abruptly, and Jiang Chengyi was looking at her earnestly, his expression very sincere. "Miaomiao, thank you so much. You've really helped me a lot."
Perhaps the laughter just now was an illusion.
As night fell, Yu Miaomiao "reluctantly" helped Jiang Chengyi once again, trying out another recipe.
This time, Yu Miaomiao wanted to eat by herself, but Jiang Chengyi thought she was too weak and insisted on feeding her.
Throughout the day, Yu Miaomiao barely raised her hand. Whenever she wanted to drink water, Jiang Cheng thoughtfully brought it to her lips.
At ten o'clock, Jiang Cheng gave Yu Miaomiao her last dose of medicine, placed a glass of warm water by her bedside, and tucked her in.
The girl yawned, only her face was visible, her bright eyes following Jiang Chengyi's movements, looking exceptionally well-behaved.
Jiang Cheng turned off the light and prepared to leave.
Yu Miaomiao suddenly spoke up, "Jiang Chengyi, can you not leave?"
"No, that won't do." Jiang Cheng squatted down in front of the bed and patiently explained to Yu Miaomiao, who was acting like a child, "I'm going home to sleep."
The girl stared at Jiang Cheng for a moment without saying a word, then turned around and muttered to herself with her back to him, "I hate you."
Jiang Cheng went around to the other side of the bed and asked her, "Why? Because I didn't stay with you."
Yu Miaomiao nodded, then shook her head.
"Isn't that so?"
"more than."
"Can you tell me any other reason?"
"No!" Yu Miaomiao looked at Jiang Chengyi warily. "This is a secret."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone," Jiang Cheng said. "Don't you trust me?"
She frowned and scrutinized Jiang Cheng for a long while, seemingly confirming that he was a trustworthy person.
"Come here," she commanded.
Jiang Chengyi moved closer and closer, until his ear was almost touching Yu Miaomiao's lips, and he could hear her soft breathing, before she finally spoke.
"Because you make me feel very strange."
Her voice was soft, filled with confusion and distress that she herself was unaware of: "I would never have been like this before, it's all your fault."
Jiang Cheng felt a slight pang in his heart, like a cat's claw scratching at him. He found it both amusing and heartbreaking. "Then do you want to go back to your original form?"
"I have no idea."
The girl's voice was confused and hesitant, "Maybe..."
Jiang Chengyi remained bent over and waited patiently for a long time, but still didn't receive a reply. When he turned his head, he realized that Yu Miaomiao had already fallen asleep.
The sleeping girl had lost her usual coldness and arrogance; her expression was serene, as pure as an angel.
Completely unaware of how her words had stirred up such turbulent emotions in another person, making it difficult for them to find peace.
He gazed at the girl's sleeping face, slowly lowered his head, and placed a kiss on her forehead, whispering, "Goodnight."
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