Chapter 79
When Feng Ran got home, she was starving. Shen Shiqian hadn't had those two injections in his buttocks after all, and he was silently sitting in the study as if he was plotting something. She didn't rush to pay attention to him, and Xiao Fen thoughtfully cooked her another meal.
While she was eating, Afu sent her a message. Feng Ran opened it and almost choked on it.
[Afu: [Photo Message]]
[Afu: My technique is improving, it feels so good to paint, boss, praise me!]
You can tell it resembles Shen Shiqian, but it's a bit too weak. However, it looks quite good when it cries, which is somewhat related to the real person. But judging from the expressions in the other scenes, it's a bit too much to comment too much. However, judging from the expressions of "Shen Shiqian", "Feng Ran" is definitely not gentle.
Feng Ran couldn't bring himself to praise it, so he could only offer polite words.
[Fengran: You've worked hard.]
After saving the picture, she couldn't help but add a comment: "[Her breasts could be bigger.]"
Recently, it's like Afu has been flipped by some strange switch. Whenever she calls Fengran "boss," she becomes exceptionally uninhibited in her conversations. Although she was quite uninhibited before, it's nothing compared to what she's doing now.
[Afu: I want to draw some side stories about having children. I don't know if you'll be bothered by them, but these side stories won't be included in the main story and won't be sold. It's just for the two of us to look at, otherwise I'll get torn apart by Shen Shiqian's fans.]
[Fengran: Can A and B have children?]
[Afu: I'm already doing fanfiction, what need do I have for logic? You don't need to know about the strange gadgets of the anime world, just enjoy it!]
Sometimes, deep conversations can put a lot of pressure on Feng Ran. She would get full before finishing a meal because of the conversation. Just when she thought her preferences were niche and extreme enough, she realized that there are always people more knowledgeable than herself.
After finishing her meal, Feng Ran returned to the lab and began preparing the inhibitor for Fran. As she worked, she felt increasingly frustrated. Shouldn't her pheromones have a suppressive effect? Why was Shen Shiqian's reaction different from everyone else's? Or was it that her own emotional fluctuations caused the effect to be unstable each time she used her pheromones on Shen Shiqian? If she could control her emotions and stabilize them, could she use pheromones to train Cun Zhi?
Her innate intelligence shouldn't be used in this kind of situation. Feng Ran felt a little embarrassed. Xing Tong reminded her, "Master, what are you thinking about? This tube of medicine seems to be unusable."
Unlike the other two tubes that had just been made, the reagent in her hand, affected by Feng Ran's emotions, had a noticeable, light pink layer after the pheromones were added. Just by looking at the color, you could tell that it was likely to have the opposite effect.
Feng Ran inserted the test tubes into another row of empty shelves, leaving them for Chen Shiqian to use.
Unlike the previous simple blood solvent, this time the inhibitor was carefully controlled and formulated, and the pheromone concentration and effect would be higher, but she was not sure if the high concentration would have adverse effects, so she did not use too much.
Fengran packed the medicine and handed it over to the local delivery service. He then messaged Fran to tell him that if the medicine didn't work, he would send him a new one and to take care of himself.
As evening approached, Shen Shiqian was still in his study. Feng Ran knew he might be throwing a tantrum, but she was still unhappy about being ignored. Feeling resentful, she thought, "Since you're giving me attitude, I won't bother with you anymore." She turned and went back to her room to finish the test she hadn't had time to complete.
However, the amount of work Xisen sent her seemed impossible to finish in a day. She felt a little tired after writing half of it, so she took Xiao Jiu out and played with her for a while. More than half a month passed and there was no sign of her growing at all. If it weren't for the fact that she was still eating and exercising, she would be like a fake ornament.
Feng Ran lay down on the bed, with Xiao Jiu on top of his head.
"Xiao Jiu, do you think I did something wrong?"
Feeling upset and confused for no apparent reason.
Octopuses can't talk; they just keep thrashing their tentacles. Although it doesn't hurt, Fengran finds it noisy and throws it back into the tank.
Xiao Fen came into the room and asked Feng Ran what she wanted to eat for dinner. Feng Ran had eaten lunch late and wasn't hungry yet, so she told Xiao Fen to ask Shen Shiqian. She would drink her nutritional supplements that night.
[Afu: By the way, Ranran, are you free to hang out tomorrow? I found a super amazing restaurant! I think you'll like it.]
Xiao Fen seemed hesitant to speak, but Feng Ran had already lowered his head to reply to A Fu's message.
[Fengran: Okay.]
[Afu: Let's meet at our usual spot at 2 PM!]
When she looked up, a different person was standing in front of her. Shen Shiqian, wearing an apron, stood at the door: "Ranran, I heard you don't want to eat. What's wrong? Are you sick?"
Oh, the head chef has come knocking.
However, Feng Ran was still feeling down, so depressed that she wondered if she should take some of the medicine prescribed by Bai Yunxi.
She will simply skip over questions she doesn't want to answer.
"Don't you have anything you want to say to me?"
Shen Shiqian was stunned for a moment, then gently put his arm around her: "How did it feel to see her off?"
Feng Ran felt irritable again and resisted answering, thinking to himself, "What a stupid question."
"Did you know that in the previous life, Basil actually couldn't participate in the later matches after the training camp?"
After the fire at the Sleica's house, it became very difficult to trace the truth of everything related to Feng Ran. If it weren't for later reports, it would be hard to imagine that such a thing had actually happened. Although Luo Le was not the central figure whose information was obscured, she was the person closest to Feng Ran. She could only reluctantly piece together a timeline, but all that remained of her character and how she acted were the subjective impressions of her relatives and friends.
Because there are many conflicting accounts, and he remained a victim until the truth came out, there was indeed little investigation into him. Shen Shiqian only knew that he had indeed visited Chengming Star once, but he didn't know the specifics.
Feng Ran's expression gradually became impatient: "Because I was very ill, he had to withdraw early to come back and take care of me. I was very anxious. He went to participate in the training camp because of me, and he couldn't persevere to the end because of me. After coming back, he gave up his guaranteed admission to medical school because of me..."
"He later became very ill, and I was very worried that he would die, but I couldn't bear to leave him because I was also very ill."
"He is my medicine, though not the antidote."
“I care about him a lot, and that feeling is different from how I feel about you. Rather than selfishly possessing him, I want him to be happy and carefree forever. Do you understand?”
Shen Shiqian hugged Feng Ran into his arms, and she quietly cried, "Okay, I understand."
Feng Ran said in a muffled voice, "So don't argue with him, and don't get angry with me because of him, it will put me in a difficult position."
Shen Shiqian: "I'm not angry with him, Ranran. I'm just a little uneasy. I always feel that I don't know you well enough. There are many things you are unwilling to tell me. I wonder if I haven't done enough."
Feng Ran felt a little better after hearing this, and whispered some ambiguous words to him, "Of course it's not enough, you can never repay what you owe me in this lifetime."
Shen Shiqian stroked her fluffy hair whorl: "Then we won't return it. That way we can be together forever."
Feng Ran: "You stingy guy."
After a brief moment of anger, Feng Ran calmed down and belatedly realized that she had been relying on Shen Shiqian too much. Snuggling up to him and acting coquettishly was really against her usual style, so she got up as if nothing had happened.
Shen Shiqian: "Then what would the generous Lord Fengran like to have for dinner?"
Feng Ran couldn't refuse him: "Crispy char siu."
Shen Shiqian: "Okay, I'll go prepare now."
Feng Ran grabbed the bow on his apron and followed him to the kitchen like a little tail. She watched from the side as Shen Shiqian prepared the ingredients.
Shen Shiqian: "What's wrong? Do you want to learn how to cook?"
Feng Ran shook his head: "Why do you know how to cook?"
While methodically processing the ingredients, Shen Shiqian said, "It's probably because my mother always cooked for my father and me herself. After my father's accident, my mother also fell ill and was depressed for a long time. I learned from other elders at that time, hoping to help her get better. But after I lived alone, I found that it was indeed the food I made myself that made me feel full and less lonely."
Feng Ran: "You're making yourself sound so pathetic."
Shen Shiqian: "Then do you feel sorry for me?"
Seeing him start heating the oil in the wok, Feng Ran silently took a step back. "I don't often have this feeling, so I don't really understand."
“Afu sometimes says I’m like a human machine, but I’m living like this myself, I really don’t have the energy to empathize with others.”
“When Feng Linye was sick and hospitalized, I would sneak out of the hospital to play on the street. There are usually flower shops near the hospital entrance, right? I would often secretly buy a flower and put it in Qin Xin’s flower room, hoping that she would find out sometime. But she never seemed to notice. Every time, I would secretly pull out the withered flower and pretend that nothing had happened.”
“Once, when I was out, Qin Xin’s fans recognized me because I look a lot like her. Then the fan mentioned another actress to me. I can’t quite remember her name. She was about six or seven years older than me and had acted as Qin Xin’s daughter before she retired from the industry. Then the fan said in a serious tone that I would be as good as that older sister in the future. At that time, I couldn’t quite understand what she was trying to say and just felt confused.”
“After I got home, I watched the drama they worked on together. Before that, I always thought Qin Xin loved me, but she had a lot of troubles. But as I watched, I wondered why she couldn’t even act more thoughtfully. When I was locked in the attic, she went to the celebration party for that little actor’s college entrance exam. It made me feel like a joke. Is it because she doesn’t like me at all, just like Feng Xiqiao and the others?”
Feng Ran looked up at him: "Will you feel sorry for me? Although I can talk about these things lightly now, I didn't even cry back then, because crying would hurt my head. The period when my nerves were first injured was when the pain was the most intense. The tinnitus felt like it was going to rip my skull apart. If I felt sorry for myself, I would have terrible nightmares."
Shen Shiqian's hands were still for too long, and the food in the pot was burned because of the high heat. Feng Ran grumbled, "Ahhh, what are you doing? The food is burnt."
He casually threw away the burnt food, and Xiao Lan took the black pot from him to wash it in the sink. He squatted down and hugged Feng Ran: "Do you still have nightmares now?"
Feng Ran looked down and saw that his eyes were a little red. She couldn't quite put her finger on what had touched her, so she hugged him and patted his head reassuringly. "It's less frequent. I did have a lot of hallucinations and flashbacks recently, but remembering those memories isn't very pleasant, so I've been trying to get better."
Shen Shiqian felt a pang of sympathy and said, "If only I had met you sooner."
Feng Ran, however, seemed to be allergic to romance: "Isn't sixteen years old early enough? If you were charged with child molestation any earlier, you wouldn't even have the right to apply for a defense."
The grief was shattered by the merciless law.
The head chef was replaced by a very expressive little pink, but the little blue pot wasn't dried properly after washing it. The residual moisture splattered in the oil, almost splattering Feng Ran. Feng Ran suddenly broke free from Shen Shiqian and took a few steps back. Without support, Shen Shiqian lost his balance and fell forward uncontrollably, almost doing a push-up on the floor.
Feng Ran was not very pleased: "There's no need for such a grand gesture."
Shen Shiqian: ...
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