Chapter 9 It's Him
Zhuo Can was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone.
As a god, Mianli actually does not need sleep. He sleeps only because he wants to sleep. Children's sleep and rest schedules are disordered, so the little guy was still excited late at night, flying around the room. Zhuo Can followed behind, coaxing and cleaning up, and he was miserable.
This results in miserable humans not being able to lie down until three in the morning and fall into a particularly sweet sleep.
Now I was woken up by someone so tactless again.
If it were someone else, they might have angrily rejected the call or simply muted it. But Zhuo Can hadn't reached that level yet.
The humble Xiao Zhuo picked up the phone without even looking at it, not caring who it was: "Hello..."
"Okay, okay!" The voice on the other end was quite impatient, coming at me like a burst of machine gun fire. "You finally answered the phone! Where have you been these past few months? I was about to call the police!"
Zhuo Can was still dazed, his brain reflexively adjusted to the corresponding channel: "Oh, it's Qi Rui."
Qi Rui is his elementary school classmate and best friend. He has a quick temper, but he is a kind and righteous person.
Zhuo Can yawned loudly: "Sorry, something happened before..."
Qi Rui knew from his voice that he was still asleep, and sighed helplessly: "You... forget it, it's good that he's back anyway. Are you free today? Come to my house for dinner? My girlfriend just learned a new dish."
Qi Rui's girlfriend is a good cook. Since Zhuo Can has always been in a bad state, he used to like to go to Qi Rui's house for meals.
Unfortunately not today.
Zhuo Can curled up, half asleep and half awake: "I don't have time, I'm taking care of the children..."
"Huh?" The voice on the other end suddenly became excited. "You have a child? When did it happen? Who is the mother? Have you gone to bring him back in the past few months?"
Another burst of machine gun fire came over, finally jarring Zhuo Can awake.
He was so upset. How could he have let it slip without realizing it? He hadn't planned to tell anyone about it yet.
——He said that he was missing for a few months and actually went to another time and space. Now he accidentally brought a god back. Will others believe it?
No matter whether others believe it or not, he believes it anyway.
Zhuo Can sat up suddenly and changed his story: "No, nothing, I just dozed off."
Qi Rui was not so easy to fool: "Come to my house at 11 o'clock in the morning. I'll call a car for you."
Zhuo Can made a bitter face: "Do I have to come?"
"must."
Qi Rui was the type of person who would take care of his friends, and as a hapless person, Zhuo Can would always choose the outrageous wrong option in many things. So, since when, he would always listen to Qi Rui's opinions on important matters.
Well, he did need someone to talk to.
*
His mind was almost awake, but his eyes were still half asleep. Zhuo Can, his eyelids drooping, was about to get out of bed to change his clothes. As he stood up, he bumped into something floating around and fell back into bed in shock.
Looking again, who else could it be?
Little Mianli sat cross-legged on a hazy cloud, arms folded, looking down on everything.
Zhuo Can is that “thing”.
This posture makes him look very much like the little boy beside the lotus seat of Guanyin, although Zhuo Can knows that he himself is at the true Bodhisattva level.
The little Bodhisattva pouted and looked unhappy.
Zhuo Can asked good-naturedly, "Good morning, Lord God. What has upset you in this terrible world today?"
The little Bodhisattva asked, "Why did you sleep so long?"
"It wasn't that long, was it?" Zhuo Can looked down at the time. "Just over five hours."
"How long is over five hours?"
"Yes—well, not for long."
Mianli blinked, seemingly dissatisfied with the answer.
It makes sense. God and his messengers don't need sleep, so those hardworking men in white must be guarding him 24/7. And there are so many of them, so when one gets tired, there's always another. In short, God always has a guardian by his side.
As a result, not only did he bring the little one from a familiar place to this completely unfamiliar world, but he also left Him alone. This was a serious sin.
Mianli floated down slowly, leaning against his knees, her little hands tentatively touching his pants.
"You don't play with me." The boy said in a low voice, "No one plays with Lili."
Zhuo Can immediately softened his heart: "Sorry, I'll get up and play with you now, okay?"
"Really?"
"Of course it's true."
Mian Li raised her delicate little face to look at him, her caramel-colored eyes watery, as if she had just been bullied: "Well, pinky promise?"
Zhuo Can didn't doubt it and stretched out his little finger.
The moment the human's fingers touched the god's skin, a weak electric current flowed along the god's fingertips into the human's body, instantly opening up his internal organs and his Ren and Du meridians!
Then, Zhuo Can's hair exploded.
The roots stand straight up into the sky, as if they were struck by lightning, and are even more afro-like than an afro.
Mian Li's plan succeeded, and he no longer looked aggrieved. He changed his attitude faster than turning the pages of a book. He flew up and laughed loudly, his tail wagging behind him. As he laughed, he dropped fragments of light golden light like a bird shaking off feather powder.
In fact, this picture is very interesting. A flying little angel, a devil's tail, and many dazzling spots of light. The discordant elements combined together become harmonious and dreamy, and are extremely worth watching.
—if not the only audience being the victims themselves.
It turns out he was just pretending before...this little rascal.
Zhuo Chan lamented his negligence and tried to control his disobedient hair in the mirror.
Combs, hairspray, and flat irons, all to no avail.
Why am I so unlucky, thought the humble Xiao Zhuo.
It doesn't hurt, but my hairstyle for today is totally ruined.
How to raise a human cub? He had no experience.
If you ask how to raise a juvenile immortal, Zhuo Can will definitely answer that you have to be prepared for a long-term battle of wits and courage.
*
"Oh my god, what's wrong with you?"
When Qi Rui opened the door, the first thing he saw was Zhuo Can's trendy hairstyle that couldn't even be hidden by a hat.
"I'll explain it later." Zhuo Can said, "Can you let us in first?"
Qi Rui then shifted his gaze to look at the child in Zhuo Can's arms.
He is a person who likes children very much. During college, he worked in various tutoring institutions and volunteered in welfare homes. Whenever he went home during the holidays, he was the leader among the children and had met all kinds of children.
But he had never seen such a beautiful child.
She has soft flaxen curly hair and watery caramel eyes. Even at such a young age, her facial features are superior; her skin is white and delicate, and her face is like a red apple.
She was wearing a light yellow hooded sweatshirt with patterns of a little bear and a honey jar printed on the left and right sides, and an irregular lace pattern on the cuffs.
Isn't this a living doll?
The little child hugged Zhuo Can's neck, looked at Zhuo Can, then looked at Qi Rui, and said crisply: "Who are you?"
If it were an ordinary child, it would not be considered polite at all; but for the little fairy, it was already a form of letting go of his airs.
Qi Rui had seen all kinds of children with different tempers, so he didn't feel offended: "I am your father's good friend."
Mian Li looked him up and down, but didn't make any comments. Instead, he denied another thing: "He is not my father."
Qi Rui: “Ah?”
Zhuo Can smiled awkwardly: "Indeed, I'm not. Big brother, please let us in first, okay?"
Perhaps because they had been standing at the door for too long, Qi Rui's girlfriend Xiaohui came over wearing an apron: "Why don't you come in yet? Wow!!"
As the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together. Xiaohui also likes children.
Girls express their preferences more directly, often screaming in surprise: "This is sooooo cute!"
*
Xiao Hui reached out and wanted to hug Ming Li, but Zhuo Can quickly dodged and said, "If you like children, you two should hurry up and have one, and don't bother my family."
Mianli wasn't angry at them, but at him: "Lili is not yours!"
"Okay, okay, no, no, no." Zhuo Can was becoming more and more adept at smoothing her hair. "This world is yours, and I am yours too, okay?"
The logic of equivalent substitution was still too complicated for a three-year-old child. Mianli didn't understand it, but it sounded fine, so he reluctantly agreed.
Zhuo Can breathed a sigh of relief.
He could feel that Mianli's tail, hidden in his clothes, was swinging restlessly, like a cat, sometimes expressing leisure and sometimes impatience.
Since Mianli can confiscate other people's right to eat meat in that world, can he do the same here?
He was afraid that Kamisama would get upset and blow up the whole house in a minute.
Zhuo Can sat on the single sofa with Mian Li on his lap.
The young couple sat opposite them, examining them.
Qi Rui looked left and right. The little baby's hair and eye color didn't look like something Zhuo Can could have given birth to.
He murmured to Xiaohui: "How can a mixed-blood person turn out like this?"
"That shouldn't be possible, right? Asian genes are very strong."
"That……"
The two of them sat upright, their expressions serious: "Can'er, tell me the truth, did you kidnap this child?"
Xiaohui added, "We'll accompany you to the police station. You can say you found him. There's still time."
Zhuo Can: ...Ah?
Mian Li asked, "What is a crutch?"
Xiaohui reluctantly explained, "I took you away without your consent or your parents' consent."
It sounded similar to her own experience. Mian Li pointed with her little finger and said, "He kidnapped me."
"I'm not, I didn't!"
The little guy's voice is soft and sweet, and coupled with this adorable little face, it is very deceptive.
Zhuo Can could hear the slight tremor in his baby voice, which was the excitement of meeting a new human being; to an unfamiliar person, it sounded very much like fear and accusation.
Qi Rui was indeed tricked into going in, with a look of grief on his face: "Can'er, how could you do such a thing? We have known each other for so many years, and you were not this kind of person before."
Xiao Hui shook her head heavily and sighed, "One wrong step, and all the steps will be wrong, Xiao Zhuo."
Zhuo Can: Wait, something seems wrong?
Now he had no words to explain himself and Zhuo Can was extremely helpless.
Unable to defend herself with words, she could only let the facts speak for themselves: "Baby, come and show them one."
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