Chapter 85 Extra: Chi Wei
My heart is beating so fast that it feels like it's going to explode.
My back was covered in cold sweat, sticking to my cheap T-shirt.
It’s so cold that the chill is coming out of the bones.
The smell of disinfectant penetrated my nose, a bit pungent, but much better than the cold, slightly fishy smell of reptile tank on Chi Cheng's body.
Safe? For now.
Jiang Xiaoshuai's shabby place is now my Noah's Ark.
Stay away from him, the farther the better.
That face, those eyes…it’s breathtaking.
Wu Suowei shrank back suddenly, and his back hit the cold metal frame of the examination bed.
There was a dull thud.
He didn't care about the pain, he just wanted to curl himself up and shrink into the corner, an inch away from Chi Cheng who was sitting on the chair opposite.
Interesting. So scared? Not pretending.
His pupils shrank so small, he sweated like water, and his body shook like a sieve.
The reaction was even greater than the first time he saw Huang Long.
Why? What did I do to him? Nothing. Not even a finger.
This fear... has a source.
It's like he's known me for a long time and has suffered a lot from me.
A check of his background shows that even someone like Yue Yue can step on him.
Weird. Very weird.
This reaction makes people feel itchy and want to tear it open to see what is hidden inside.
Chi Cheng didn't move.
His long legs were casually crossed, his body leaning slightly forward, his elbows resting on his knees.
His eyes were heavy, like a python locking onto its prey, scraping across Wu Suowei's pale face and trembling shoulders inch by inch, and digging into the white knuckles on the edge of the bed.
The pale light from the clinic shone on the side of his face, half bright and half dark, making his eyes seem even more deep and unfathomable.
Oh my god! I’m going to die! How could this ancestor scare people like this?
Chi Cheng's eyes can kill people! Dawei's cowardly look... something is wrong, very wrong.
I am usually stingy and timid, but I have never been so desperate. It's like I have seen the King of Hell.
I have to say something. If this continues, my clinic will become a crime scene!
"Ahem! Um... well..." Jiang Xiaoshuai bravely took a half step forward, blocking the view of Wu Suowei and Chi Cheng. "Chi... Young Master Chi, he... he's just timid. He's afraid of snakes... very afraid of them. What do you think... how about you go back first? I'll calm him down and prescribe some tranquilizers for him?"
His voice was a little shaky and his palms were sweaty.
Chi Cheng didn't even raise his eyelids, his gaze passed over Jiang Xiaoshuai's head and was still fixed on Wu Suowei.
He slowly took out a metal cigarette case from the inside pocket of his suit.
There was a slight click and the lid popped open.
He took out a long, thin cigarette, but didn't light it. He just twisted it slowly between his slender fingers.
The slight rustling sound of the cigarette paper rubbing against each other was particularly clear in the overly quiet clinic.
Cigarettes... He's scariest when he smokes.
The eyes behind the smoke were cold and heavy, like poisoned needles.
In his previous life, he smoked because he was either annoyed or... he just wanted to annoy me.
Wu Suowei buried his head even lower, almost into his knees.
His breathing was rapid and shallow, and his shoulders were heaving.
"Are you afraid of snakes?" Chi Cheng finally spoke. His voice was not loud, but low and smooth, without any ups and downs, but it was like an icicle piercing Wu Suowei's ears.
"That one just now was a grass snake. It's not venomous and docile." He paused, his fingers twisting the cigarette still, his eyes locked on the swirl of hair on Wu Suowei's head. "It doesn't seem like what you're afraid of is a snake."
He knows?
No, I can't tell you! Rebirth? He'll think I'm crazy! Or worse...
Wu Suowei's body froze, and he suddenly raised his head. His face was pale and his lips trembled. "No...no! I'm just scared! I'm born afraid! Seeing...seeing makes my legs weak!"
The voice was sharp and urgent, with a crying tone, which made it seem like an attempt to cover up something.
lie.
The fear in his eyes seemed to overflow, but deep inside there was something else…
Panic? Guilty? Like he was hiding a huge secret.
This reaction... is even more tempting.
The corners of Chi Cheng's mouth twitched upwards almost imperceptibly, not in a smile, but in the amusement of discovering an interesting toy.
He leaned forward a little more, and the oppressive feeling made the small space even more cramped.
He suddenly stretched out his hand.
Instead of looking towards Wu Suowei, he walked past Jiang Xiaoshuai and accurately picked up a piece of low-quality fruit hard candy wrapped in cellophane from the jar of sterilized cotton balls on the cart next to him. The piece was the one that Jiang Xiaoshuai used to coax children.
Orange, dazzlingly bright.
"Here." He handed the candy under Wu Suowei's nose.
His arm was steady, his fingers clean and strong, gripping that cheap candy. The scene felt strangely awkward. "Calm down."
The tone was flat and no emotion could be heard.
Candy? He gave me candy? What does that mean?
Is this a test? Or... a new form of torture? Is there something wrong with the candy?
Wu Suowei stared at Tang who was so close to him, then looked at Chi Cheng's emotionless face, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.
He didn't dare to answer it, and tried to shrink back as much as he could. His back hit the cold metal bed edge again, making an even louder noise.
He shook his head, slightly but firmly, his lips pursed into a pale white.
Chi Cheng didn't retract his hand, just kept it raised.
He looked at Wu Suowei's resistance and fear, and the interest in his eyes became even stronger.
Like admiring the futile flapping of a caged bird, he was extremely patient.
"He he he...he doesn't like candy! Master Chi! He really doesn't like it!" Jiang Xiaoshuai was sweating anxiously as he tried to take the candy. "Give it to me, give it to me, I love it! Orange flavor, just right!"
Chi Cheng turned his wrist slightly and avoided Jiang Xiaoshuai's hand.
His gaze finally shifted away from Wu Suowei and he glanced lightly at Jiang Xiaoshuai.
There was no warmth in that look, and Jiang Xiaoshuai's half-extended hand immediately froze and he retracted it awkwardly.
Time seemed to stand still.
The only sounds left in the clinic were Wu Suowei's uncontrollable, trembling breathing and the inappropriately glaring light reflected by the cheap fruit candy between Chi Cheng's fingers.
The air was so thick it was suffocating.
Chi Cheng looked at the frightened expression on Wu Suowei's pale face, and his hands with white knuckles that were clinging to the edge of the bed.
He suddenly felt that it was almost time for today.
If you push it any further, this little thing will probably faint on the spot.
That would not be fun.
He loosened his fingers.
The orange hard candy fell on Wu Suowei's tightly closed knees, rolled a bit, and stopped between his legs.
"Keep it." Chi Cheng stood up, and his tall figure instantly cast a shadow, covering the curled up Wu Suowei.
He slowly adjusted his wrinkle-free cuffs and said, "Next time we meet, I hope you can stand firm."
The tone was calm, but it sounded like a cold warning.
Without looking at anyone, he turned around, took a step forward with his long legs, his leather shoes making clear and regular sounds on the smooth floor tiles, and walked out of the clinic step by step.
The door curtain swayed, blocking out his tall figure.
Gone... He's gone...
It was not until the footsteps completely disappeared outside the door that Wu Suowei's nerves, which had been stretched to the limit, finally stopped with a buzzing sound.
He collapsed as if exhausted, and slid down the examination bed to sit on the cold floor tiles.
The orange candy was still stuck between my legs.
He brushed it away frantically as if he had been burned.
The sugar rolled to the corner and got a little dusty.
He was gasping for breath, his chest heaving violently, and cold sweat dripping down his temples.
After surviving the disaster, there is only endless exhaustion and deeper fear.
"See you next time..." Chi Cheng's last words were like an icy snake, drilling into his ears and tightening around his heart.
"Oh my god!" Jiang Xiaoshuai slumped down in the chair beside him, wiping the sweat from his forehead. "I'm so scared! Wu Suowei, how the hell did you end up offending this King of Hell? The way he looks at you... is like a weasel staring at a chicken!"
Wu Suowei hugged his knees and buried his face in them. His muffled voice trembled with the trembling of someone who had just survived a disaster: "...stay away from him...Xiao Shuai...you must stay away from him..."
He repeated it, as if he was talking to Jiang Xiaoshuai, but more like he was talking to himself.
His body was still shaking slightly uncontrollably.
There seemed to be a lingering, cold touch of that cheap hard candy between her legs.
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