How can different species fall in love? (Part 2) “I know…
"Your report."
"Thank you, President."
He reached out to take it and stood beside me as usual.
It was obviously a very normal action, but I couldn't help but draw my attention to him.
He was just as quiet as usual, appearing only when I needed him. The rest of the time, he seemed to be non-existent.
I have to admire the powerful effect of Gu.
I really hate being bound and coerced, but now, even though I know that my feelings for my assistant and the physical throbbing are all caused by Gu, I don't feel too strongly disgusted by it. I even have absurd thoughts like "There are so many kinds of Gu in the world, but ours happens to be the red line Gu, which means we are destined to be together."
No wonder the mind-controlling Gu is a forbidden Gu.
Fortunately, Gu cannot directly control behavior.
There was a slight rustling sound beside me; the assistant had already finished reading the medical examination report.
"Did you finish reading it?"
"Yes."
"Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's OK, nothing wrong."
The assistant's smile remained the same as always, as if neither the love Gu nor the red thread Gu had any effect on him.
According to the physical examination report, his love hormone level was also significantly lower than mine.
Maybe it has something to do with his secrets.
"Boss, I am almost fully recovered now. I can return to the company next Monday."
"Um."
I lowered my head and opened the report from the special department.
The Saint had woken up, and upon seeing this, the Son of God explained what had happened to them.
What I said that day was correct. The Holy Son was indeed a Gu, a Gu made from living people.
The Holy Son and the Holy Daughter are a pair of twins. Everyone in the village thinks that their relationship is cold and distant, and they seldom meet, but in fact they have a very good relationship as siblings.
Since birth, they have had a special connection between them. They can sense each other's emotions and know whether the other is doing well even though they are thousands of miles apart.
One of them is the Son of God, and the other is the Daughter of God. They carry heavy responsibilities on their shoulders and have been immersed in learning all kinds of knowledge since childhood, so they have very few opportunities to meet.
Until one year, the Holy Son went up the mountain to collect herbs, but he encountered a silver ring snake and was bitten.
The coral snake is extremely poisonous. If the Holy Son had not been living with poisonous creatures for many years, he would have died long ago.
But he was still a human being after all, and how could his flesh and blood resist the poison? He forced himself to crush the herbs and apply them to the wound, then grabbed the snake by the vital point and went down the mountain.
The Saint felt a pang of pain in her heart that day, and realizing that her brother was in danger, she ran down the mountain and happened to bump into the Saint Son.
The poison has entered his lungs and the Holy Son is about to die.
Whether it was the resistance he developed from years of living with poisons, or the herbs he applied to his wounds, they could only delay his death a little longer.
When he saw his sister, the energy that had been supporting him began to dissipate.
The saint girl would not allow her brother to die in front of her, so she took the saint son back to her Gu refining forest, trying her best to make Gu with him. She only told others that her brother had a serious illness and needed to rest.
She is the most talented Gu Master in the past hundred years. No matter how difficult the Gu is to refine, it is nothing special under her hands.
Only this time, when she opened the jar, she was so nervous that she couldn't hold the lid.
Fortunately, she succeeded.
The Son of God swallowed many poisonous creatures, mostly snakes, all kinds of venomous snakes, including the coral reef snake.
He turned into a Gu.
The lid of the huge porcelain jar was opened, and the sunlight shone into the jar from top to bottom. The Holy Son sitting in the jar raised his head and opened a pair of almost golden eyes.
This is the second life of the Son.
As the Holy Son of Gu, his actions were largely the same as before, with only some minor details of his body changing.
He devoured the most poisonous snakes and snake poison, so he inevitably inherited some characteristics of snakes.
For example, slender pupils and cold body temperature.
At the same time, he grew a venom sac similar to that of a snake, and could secrete toxins on his own.
It is extremely toxic and only a few milligrams can cause the death of several people.
After becoming a Gu, he seemed to become much stronger, but the Holy Son and the Holy Daughter were not happy about it.
Gu's physical condition brought him many inconveniences, the most fatal of which was that the Holy Son was afraid of cold.
Especially in winter, he would be drowsy and listless all day long. If he suddenly found himself in a cold environment, he would pretend to be dead.
From then on, the Son of God rarely went out in winter.
The saint also began to study ways to restore him to his adult form.
But refining Gu on a living person is unprecedented in history, and it is not easy to turn a person into a Gu again.
This research went on for many years until the Holy Son went out to school and the Holy Girl's body was invaded by outsiders and she walked out of the Miao village.
Now he has also entered the police station.
After all, the saint's practices already involved conducting human experiments in private.
However, her situation is special and she won't stay in there for too long. I guess she'll be able to get out once she memorizes the laws.
The day she was imprisoned, I went to see her.
There are some differences between the real saint and the counterfeit, although they both have cold faces and are serious.
But the real saint does not have that strange sense of deliberateness that the counterfeit has.
When she saw me, she performed the greeting that was worthy of being the most distinguished guest in the village.
"Thank you for helping me and my brother."
"I will do my best to help you get rid of the poison."
I looked at her through the glass and said with a smile, "Thank you for your help."
"If you are willing, when you come out, I would like to hire you and other women of the right age in the Miao village to work in my company."
She was a little surprised.
Faced with her doubts, I explained my thoughts to her.
Finally, I met her dark eyes and said, "Don't worry, take your time to think about it, I'm always available."
She blinked slowly and suddenly smiled faintly, "Okay."
When the visiting time was about to end, she suddenly said, "I know why my brother likes you. He didn't like anyone except herbs before. I once thought he would marry a pharmacist."
"He just needs to attack me."
"No." She nodded her heart and tilted her head slightly. Only then did she reveal some of the cuteness that belonged to a girl of her age.
"You forget that we are twins. I can't hide his emotions from him."
…
on Monday.
When I arrived at the company, the assistant had already prepared everything.
The documents that need to be read are sorted, the coffee is at the right temperature, and the office is ventilated.
This long-lost subtle comfort made me more determined to get rid of the poison in time.
There is no way I would keep a universal assistant by my side as my lover for my own selfish reasons.
You can't let your assistant be your lover and your assistant at the same time.
No matter how much money I give him privately, it will seem like I am trying to deduct the assistant's salary and get a free assistant.
It sounds so disgraceful.
I picked up the documents, suppressed my restless emotions, and started my day's work.
However, I overestimated my ability to concentrate.
It's okay when I'm working, but once I want to take a break and have a cup of coffee, my assistant will forcefully squeeze into my mind, so the assistant standing diagonally behind me becomes particularly prominent.
The office was so quiet that I could almost hear the assistant's subtle breathing, and my heart seemed to be beating in response, in rhythm with his breathing.
Perhaps because he has a sensitive nose and cannot smell too irritating smells, there is never any other smell on his assistant, whether it is perfume or laundry detergent, he is like a glass of clear water.
I should have only been able to smell the aroma of the coffee, but I felt his presence so strongly.
It's so annoying.
I saw his shadow out of the corner of my eye, standing not far behind me.
He knew clearly that I was infected with the Red Line Gu, but he didn't seem to react at all. He was not on guard against me at all. It made me feel that even if I pulled his tie and forced him to kiss me, he would just pant slightly after the kiss, smile and ask me, "What's wrong, President?"
I couldn't help but press my forehead.
"What's wrong, President?"
The imagined sound overlapped with the reality, and my body froze, feeling embarrassed as if I had been caught.
Turning to look at him, he said to me, "Do you have a headache?"
I looked at him as he spoke, but at the same time I was looking at his light-colored lips. When I realized what I was doing, I closed my eyes in embarrassment.
"No, nothing."
How could I fantasize about my most capable subordinate and kiss him?
Looks like he'll have to be transferred away for a while.
The outline of his face was vaguely reflected in the light of the computer screen.
His reaction was no different from usual, as if the red thread Gu had lost its effect.
I suddenly felt unfair.
How come I have to bear this terrible emotion alone?
I pinched my forehead to get rid of this inexplicable thought.
"Boss, are you really okay?"
The sound suddenly approached, I was startled and subconsciously retreated.
Only then did I realize that my reaction was actually a bit excessive. The assistant was keeping a proper distance from me and was not too close.
"fine."
I gritted my teeth and thought about where to transfer him to a more appropriate position temporarily.
Reason tries hard to suppress the reluctance and longing brought about by the impending separation.
The situation seemed to be getting worse. He moved closer to me, and I had the urge to get even closer to him.
The saint said that two people infected with the red line Gu would be like a couple in love and could not help but get close to each other, with their skin touching each other. The longer the time went on, the stronger the desire would become.
Today is the fifth day since I was poisoned.
I stared at the part of his white neck exposed outside his collar. His sternocleidomastoid muscle was very beautiful.
Things that are too beautiful can easily make people want to possess and destroy them.
This can't go on any longer.
"Starting from this afternoon, you go..."
"Hmm... President, it turns out you don't have a headache."
The assistant looked at me in surprise.
I followed his gaze.
I stood up.
I wasn't the only one standing up.
My high-spirited 18 centimeters are trying to show my assistant its strength and hardness by breaking through the haute couture suit pants, and to attract the assistant to unbox the blind box for evaluation.
...Oh, no, it’s not a blind box.
The assistant has been evaluated.
Damn it.
I looked at the assistant and the assistant looked at me.
He blinked and nodded, "I see."
Then he pulled out his gloves.
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