Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Fear

Poke poke.

During break time, Yiwen had just woken from a nap and was about to play on her phone, when she suddenly felt the ticklish flesh under her armpit poked by a pen. The unexpected sensation nearly made her let out a dainty squeal right there.

“What is it?” Yiwen, annoyed, poked back.

Annoying.

Mi Xiaoliu said nothing, leaned over and lay on her lap, then pulled out the smallest Chinese textbook from Yiwen’s desk and placed it neatly inside her own desk.

Only then did Yiwen notice that the books inside Mi Xiaoliu’s desk were stacked in two piles, arranged from thick to thin, and even had a ruler placed on top to ensure they were level.

The only textbook the size of a booklet was the Chinese one.

The prime classroom time meant for napping had all been used by this girl to do things like this.

Yiwen yawned, lay back down on her desk, and went back to sleep, not caring at all that the next class was Chinese.

And don’t say she was slacking off—she exhausted herself every day training her ability and relearning physics.

But with Mi Xiaoliu’s health steadily recovering, it meant she could relax a little. Oddly, her progress in ability has been faster than ever lately…

As she watched her male god sleeping, Zhang Huba turned her head and stared directly at Mi Xiaoliu.

Mi Xiaoliu looked back at her.

No words, the atmosphere a bit awkward, even making her seem rude.

Zhang Huba turned back, but after a while couldn’t resist and looked at her again.

She stared for about five or six seconds, long enough for the gossips in class to start heckling, but Mi Xiaoliu had no such awareness. On the contrary, she made an even more ambiguous move—placing her hand on the back of Mi Xiaoliu’s hand.

Mi Xiaoliu pulled her hand away, placing it back on top of Zhang Huba’s.

Zhang Huba also withdrew her hand and placed it on top of hers.

Mi Xiaoliu repeated the exact same motion.

Zhang Huba turned away, her mind buzzing.

Such a suggestive interaction truly shocked Barrett. The key point was that these two hadn’t said a single word—what exactly did this mean?

She dragged her bestie out to the corridor: “What’s going on with you? Don’t tell me you like that person?”

She really couldn’t understand it—why was everyone who got close to that person like this? Could it be that they had some kind of system? Like in the novels her brother wrote—some hypnosis harem system or something?

She just didn’t get it. Sure, girls flocking around someone could happen in real life, but Mi Xiaoliu had neither the good looks nor an interesting personality, so why?

Zhang Huba hesitated, turned her face away, not knowing how to explain.

After gathering her words, all she could manage was a bitter whisper: “I better stop chasing Yiwen. I feel like I’m not good enough for him.”

“What’s wrong with you?” Barrett was baffled. “As a girl, how can you say you’re not good enough for someone?”

Still, it was at least good that her bestie wasn’t forming an awkward love triangle with another girl.

Back in the group chat with the other girls, when everyone was just admiring Yiwen from afar, Zhang Huba had been the first to bravely step up and make a move. How could she give up so easily?

Unless…

“Did you find something out?”

“Who would’ve known she was actually such a beautiful girl…”

Halfway through the sentence, realizing her loose tongue had leaked someone else’s secret, Zhang Huba quickly covered her mouth and rushed back to the classroom.

Barrett gently stroked her chin.

So she had found out.

But she still didn’t understand—what kind of magic did this Mi Xiaoliu possess?

It just felt like at some point, he’d become the protagonist of the world, even the school surveillance cameras seemed to follow him.

—

Spending time alone with her girlfriend, while the father-in-law trailed behind like a piece of chewing gum—there probably wasn’t another person in the world who had to endure such a crappy experience. And Yiwen didn’t even dare to complain.

Luckily, the father-in-law had some decency and stayed behind a dirt mound, maintaining the minimum level of private space for them.

Well, maybe not so much decency as confidence in Heli’s poison.

She missed the good old days of doing whatever she wanted. Why did she ever tell her mom about her relationship with Mi Xiaoliu? If she hadn’t told her mom, her mom wouldn’t have called her father-in-law, and then Mi Xiaoliu wouldn’t have turned into such a thorny rose.

Reuniting after a week and she couldn’t even get a kiss—frustrating.

After finishing lunch, the usual routine, holding Mi Xiaoliu close with one arm. She glanced, a little uneasy, at those violet eyes now exposed after Mi Xiaoliu had removed her contact lenses. 

Yiwen manually turned Mi Xiaoliu’s face away, using her other hand to scroll through the chat on her phone.

Her father-in-law had warned her—being stared at by those eyes was dangerous.

But during nap time, it was best not to wear contact lenses. When people sleep, their eyes can involuntarily move, and with the eyelids closed, lenses could shift to other parts of the eye, which is very dangerous.

Mi Xiaoliu had encountered this once before during a classroom nap. Luckily, her spatial abilities allowed her to instantly remove them.

Yiwen wasn’t the type to join gaming group chats. The only big group chats she had joined were the class group chat and a work group chat. The boys in class apparently didn’t have a guys-only group—or if they did, they didn’t invite her.

Which made sense, considering her enviable beauty.

She gently pinched the soft flesh of Mi Xiaoliu’s thigh and suddenly realized something—she was always the one taking advantage of Mi Xiaoliu. Why didn’t Mi Xiaoliu ever take advantage of her? How could that prove Mi Xiaoliu liked her?

She looked around to make sure the father-in-law hadn’t gone around the mound, then rolled up the legs of her riding pants a bit: “Xiaoliu can touch me too.”

Mi Xiaoliu, confused, also rubbed Yiwen’s thigh.

Soft and squishy, like Circle (Quanquan).

Yiwen, satisfied, continued browsing the chat.

Two girls together didn’t make up even one proper bust.

No particularly important news—she was mainly watching updates about the escaped prisoners. Until those two were caught, she couldn’t rest easily.

She had gotten a bit too much information from her mom earlier. Well, just two sentences, actually, roughly saying that Qu Yuehua was once her mom’s love rival, and was personally arrested by her dad.

Why did this sound so much like a modern urban novel—the overbearing CEO and the fragile sweet wife? With Qu Yuehua as the villainess who ruined their relationship?

Still no word from the frog doctor, no attacks on any hospitals either—had she really escaped the city?

She was still puzzled when she felt Mi Xiaoliu rest her head on her shoulder, screen-peeking.

Yiwen locked her phone and put it back in her pocket.

The work group chat often discussed case-related matters, and it wasn’t allowed for others to see it casually.

Not that she didn’t trust Mi Xiaoliu—it was mainly because some idiots dared to send NSFW pics in the work group chat, like Ninja, Ninja 2, and Ninja 3.

Looking at Mi Xiaoliu so close to her, Yiwen playfully smiled and said: “I was chatting with someone else just now, not letting you see.”

“I won’t look.” Mi Xiaoliu obediently turned away.

“Are you mad?” Yiwen cheerfully grabbed her face and turned it back.

Mi Xiaoliu didn’t answer. She pulled out her phone and opened the 🐧 chat app.

Yiwen looked over curiously.

Mi Xiaoliu turned her back to her and covered her phone: “Not letting you see.”

—

Still the same truck used to transport fairy grass, but now with big letters on it reading: “Armed Escort.”

As someone in the know, the team captain indifferently inspected the packaging and sealing.

As a citizen of Fanzui City, he couldn’t help but wonder pessimistically—once this miracle herb reached the capital, which bigwig’s mouth would it end up in? As a grown adult, he’d long since stopped believing in that nonsense about peaceful human progress and harmony.

Researching miracle herb reproduction? That would wreck the hospital supply chain. Even if they could mass-produce it, it’d probably be a never-ending “internal beta test.”

But it’s always good to have something to hope for.

Before getting in, he saw a rusted goldfish basin by the roadside, something burning inside it, giving off a choking stench.

It was a bit of a distance away, no flammable materials nearby—he didn’t bother with it.

After buckling his seatbelt, he couldn’t help glancing in that direction again—this time he noticed that inside the basin were lots of yellow paper cut into the shape of ancient coins.

“Bad luck.”

He stepped on the gas and quickly sped toward the main road.

He had driven this route countless times. Normally this time of day would be peak traffic, but today there wasn’t a single car in sight.

If something’s off, there’s definitely trouble. Doing such dangerous work in Fanzui City, you had to prepare for the worst at all times.

“Heads up, something’s wrong with this road…”

After warning his teammates in the trunk via walkie-talkie, he had already braced himself for danger—only for the person in the passenger seat to suddenly go crazy, violently grabbing the steering wheel and making a sharp spin.

The armored truck drifted while on a straight path.

“You!”

He looked at his friend of over twenty years in shock and anger—only to see the same expression reflected back at him.

Before he could think further, a chilling sensation of weightlessness abruptly stopped.

Only then did he realize their drift had taken them down a slope—at the bottom was a river. Because of the steering grab, they had narrowly missed the bridge.

The captain’s head cooled down quickly.

He’d taken this road for over twenty years. There was never a river here, let alone a bridge.

A loud honk came from above. As they descended, he glanced at the rearview mirror.

He barely caught sight of a truck hauling two massive steel coils crossing the bridge. Had they stayed on course, a collision would’ve been inevitable.

Judging from the passenger’s expression, he had clearly noticed the truck long ago—which meant the problem was with him.

His hair stood on end.

He couldn’t hear, couldn’t recognize the road—this was ghost blindness!

—

“Don’t take their lives.”

“I know. I’m not some ruthless devil.”

After a skirmish, Qu Yuehua successfully got hold of the miracle herb and swallowed it.

“Well?” Isaac stared at the bandages on her face.

Qu Yuehua rubbed where her eyes used to be: “No change at all.”

She wasn’t stupid—she could guess that doctors in the city were under protection, just waiting for her to take the bait.

At least, the people transporting the miracle herb weren’t specifically targeting her and were completely unguarded against her.

Before experiencing it firsthand, many people don’t even know what they fear most deep down.

“The legend says miracle herb cures all incurable diseases. I think your condition counts as an injury.”

Isaac shook his head, regretting that such a rare herb was wasted.

“Then I’ll have to find a doctor.” Qu Yuehua expressionlessly unfolded her white cane and expertly walked out of the truck.

“Wait, there’s more than just a miracle herb in the box.” Isaac called out to her.

He opened the box and took out a red apple.

In his entire life, he had never seen an apple that looked so perfect.

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