Subordinate Doting - Chap 160
”The target is too strong, I’m going to get angry soon. What about you?”
This time it was Ji Tingyu’s turn to choke.
In comparison, his death was too ordinary and it’s a bit embarrassing to mention it.
He raised his chin and said, “Mr. Zang, right? My last name is Ji.”
”Oh, then I’ll call you Xiao Ji.”
”Then I’ll interrupt you.” Ji Tingyu’s expression changed in an instant and he gritted his teeth and said, “Change the word for me!”
Mr. Zang looked innocent: “But I only know this one word, how can I change it?”
Ji Tingyu touched his nose and said, “Change the small one to the big one.”
Mr. Zang: “…Okay.”
The more people lack something, the more they emphasize it.
Mr. Zang stood beside him and looked at the bed with him.
The kitten in the cradle drank enough milk, licked his mouth and tilted his head to sleep. The weather was not cold, so Mother Ji used a towel as a small blanket to cover his belly button and hummed a lullaby.
When Brother Ji saw this, he volunteered to coax his younger brother to sleep, but he ended up falling asleep first, not only occupying the kitten’s bed but also almost pushing him down.
Ji Tingyu was so annoyed: “This idiot.”
”Is it your brother?” Mr. Zang asked.
Although Ji Tingyu was very reluctant to admit it, he still nodded. Seeing that he didn’t look strange in the face of such a weird thing, he asked, “Do you know what this is? Can people really see the revolving lantern after they die?”
”How would I know? This is my first time dying.”
“This is my second time.”
”Then you are awesome.”
“…”
No, are you coaxing a child?
Ji Tingyu didn’t get an answer. He turned his head dejectedly and looked around the ward carefully. He found that except for his parents who were the focus, everything else was just a shadow.
The faces of the doctor and the nurse were too blurry to be seen clearly. The walls seemed like imaginary barriers that would sink into with a slight press of the fingers. The clearest thing was a lamp suspended above the head. The diamond-shaped glazed lamp column refracted colorful light, illuminating the small space in front of him like a bizarre dream.
They were pushed to walk in their dreams.
Every time the wind and sand blow, the dream will fall into a dark night of nothingness, and the scenery and people in front of him will all be blown behind him by the wind. He will step forward as if guided, and come to a new space following the call.
The moment he stepped in, the lights came on again, tearing through the empty darkness. It was like a huge paintbrush painting from under his feet inward, covering the black and white world with colorful lights.
He saw the small building where he had lived when he was a child.
The emerald green ivy grew wildly along the wall, blocking the small window of his room. Ji Tingyu remembered that when he was a child, he always imagined that there was a super scary monster standing outside.
Mr. Zang pushed him from behind and said, “Let’s go and see if Director Ji has ever made a fool of himself in his life.”
The two of them floated into the bedroom through the window, and as soon as they entered, their feet were stepped on by the kittens running back and forth.
”Ouch.” Mr. Zang pretended to fall and glanced at Ji Tingyu: “It hurts so much. If I break it, I’ll blackmail you.”
Ji Tingyu sneered at him: “Why don’t I break it for you?”
The kitten, like its parents, couldn’t see them and was playing by itself. Ji Tingyu found a corner to sit down and watched time flow like a quiet river.
The layout of the room changed instantly, and the kittens grew up rapidly.
The face became rounder, the tips of the ears stood up, the tail grew from a ball to a big ball, but the four legs did not grow at all.
Suddenly one day, when he was drinking milk, “bang” he grew hands and feet and turned into a white and tender little baby. He was so scared that he blinked his eyes and dared not move.
”Wow, you learned to transform into a human so early, that’s amazing.”
Mr. Zang praised him sincerely.
Ji Tingyu also felt that he was very capable when he was a child, but no matter how capable he was, there was no one to share his talent with.
The older he got, the lonelier his home became.
My mother was a war correspondent. She returned to work after her maternity leave and was stationed in Newell all year round. It was cold and dangerous there, and it was impossible for her to bring a baby with her.
My brother is studying abroad. As he grows older, his ties with the family become weaker and he returns home less and less often.
Ji Zhuoquan disliked his gender and body, and after his mother left, he threw Ji Tingyu to the care of a nanny, ignoring him for days and months, and the nanny became less and less attentive to his care.
Soon, he and his kitten were the only ones left in the house where the ivy blocked the sunlight.
When a child learns to become a human being for the first time, an ordinary family will hold a small coming-of-age ceremony to encourage the baby’s outstanding performance, teach him to recognize his hands and feet, and tell him: Don’t be afraid, this is just another form of your body.
But there was no one to teach Ji Tingyu.
He didn’t understand how drinking milk could have turned him into this state. He was so scared that he hid under the quilt. He looked at his own small round hands, which looked so strange to him. He put them in his mouth and bit them again and again, but couldn’t get them off. He cried sadly and thought: I’m going to become a little monster, just like the big monster on the window.
Mr. Zang sighed: “Poor little thing, you’re crying.”
Ji Tingyu’s nose was sore: “It’s okay, you will grow up if you cry.”
Fear and loneliness became commonplace, and he gradually got used to them, mastering the art of coping with them at the most active age.
In the morning, he would sit in a well-lit place and play puzzles and picture books. When he felt sleepy, he would lie down on the sofa, lift his tail, pat his back, and coax himself to sleep.
He slept until the afternoon and finished the milk that the nanny left for him. His eyes, like black grapes, began to move around, and fear and anxiety spread silently in the room.
”What’s wrong?” Mr. Zang asked.
Ji Tingyu murmured, “The sun is about to set.”
Before the sun sets, the room becomes particularly dark because the ivy blocks the last bit of light from the window and bares its fangs and claws in protest at the poor kitten inside.
The kitten thought it was a monster coming to catch him, and was so scared that he fell to the ground. He hunched his thin shoulders and trembled, crying breathlessly, and wanted his mother to hold him.