Lu Jianchuan lost again.
In one day, he had already suffered two crushing defeats in front of Fang Xingzhou.
He foolishly walked into the gentle trap his lover had set for him, without any defense and completely unable to resist, like a cat whose fate had been grasped by the scruff of its neck.
His eyes showed annoyance, but this annoyance was hidden under the intense sensory impact, almost imperceptible. The wound Fang Xingzhou created was small, yet it was cut with precise depth, allowing blood to flow continuously—not too much, not too little, just enough to completely tear away Lu Jianchuan’s facade.
He was reluctant to let go, knowing he was finished, but still instinctively sucked two more times.
The smile on Fang Xingzhou’s face deepened.
Lu Jianchuan despised himself while slowly letting go, his tongue lingering over the fingertip, drawing out a long silver thread.
For the first time in its life, the little one in his belly tasted this flavor and gradually settled down, as if drunk, lying still within the womb.
Lu Jianchuan’s expression flickered as he stared at his wife’s fingertip wound. Fang Xingzhou chuckled, reinserted his finger, and mischievously played with Lu Jianchuan’s tongue, toying meaningfully until the blood was thoroughly sucked clean. Then he removed his finger and took a band-aid from the desk.
Having confirmed that Lu Jianchuan and the baby in his belly craved his blood, Fang Xingzhou felt relaxed and happy, as if a major question in his heart had finally been answered.
He wasn’t losing his mind.
He just…instinctively sensed the connection between their bloodlines. The two most important people in his world were right beside him, connected by blood and consciousness, and he could sense their desires. This seemed both romantic and reasonable.
Fang Xingzhou relaxed his shoulders and bandaged the wound, though the wound strangely seemed to be almost healed.
However, Lu Jianchuan wasn’t as happy. He approached him from behind, anxious and careful, “Xingzhou…”
“Hmm?” Fang Xingzhou turned his head, saying nothing, “I’m very sleepy today, let’s sleep.”
Lu Jianchuan opened his mouth, wanting to speak but hesitating.
Seeing him standing still, Fang Xingzhou raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at him.
“Little Deer, what do you want to say?” he asked.
Lu Jianchuan’s Adam’s apple moved lightly, nervous, “I’m not one of those weird perverts, absolutely not a cannibal, and…I don’t like drinking your blood, please don’t misunderstand.”
Fang Xingzhou showed a bit of confusion, asking in return, “Of course, you just helped me with a wound, why would you think that?”
Lu Jianchuan’s smile was a bit forced.
“Sleep,” Fang Xingzhou gently hugged him and kissed his cheek. “Is the baby still behaving? Hungry?”
Lu Jianchuan honestly shook his head, “Not hungry, it’s very good right now.”
Fang Xingzhou nodded, went to the bed, lifted the blanket, and lay down. Lu Jianchuan hesitated, staring at him for a few seconds, finding that he couldn’t understand what was going on in his lover’s precise mind.
Was it really just to help with the wound…? Fang Xingzhou’s natural attitude even made him doubt.
No matter what, discovering that your bed partner has an unusual craving for blood seems like the beginning of a horror story from a human perspective, right?
But the person under the blanket just yawned tiredly, then lifted his eyes and briefly met his gaze.
With that look, Lu Jianchuan immediately understood. He quickly turned off the light, then climbed onto the bed, crawling next to his lover, holding him tightly, and kissed his forehead.
“Goodnight, baby,” he said with a guilty tone.
Fang Xingzhou’s breathing was a bit heavy, probably because he had completely exhausted his energy in the morning. He placed his hand on the spot where Lu Jianchuan was nurturing new life and fell quickly into sleep, not even having time to say goodnight.
Lu Jianchuan didn’t dare to sleep.
The events of last night were still vivid in his mind. He was afraid that Fang Xingzhou might remember something in his dreams. He watched his lover’s sleeping face in the dark for a long time until late at night. Only after confirming there was no movement did he finally fall asleep slowly.
It was a sleepless night.
A perfectly normal new day began. Fang Xingzhou made breakfast as usual, and then once again “accidentally” cut his finger while cooking.
He called Lu Jianchuan over.
Lu Jianchuan already had a psychological shadow from Fang Xingzhou’s trick yesterday. When he saw the blood on his fingertip, he instinctively developed a fainting reaction to the sight of blood, quickly looked away, took a few steps back, and firmly refused, “I won’t help you lick the wound again. This is very unhygienic! Zhouzhou, you’re a doctor, you should strictly follow hygiene rules and use iodine…”
In the middle of his rambling, the familiar finger once again effortlessly slipped into his mouth.
Lu Jianchuan hadn’t even stopped talking, accidentally biting the finger. Blood quickly flowed into his mouth, sliding down his throat and becoming the perfect nourishment for the embryo.
His eyes went blank, mumbling refusals, yet unconsciously swallowing all the blood cleanly.
Saliva has a self-healing function, and after licking, Fang Xingzhou’s wound had stopped bleeding, forming a light, transparent scar.
Fang Xingzhou withdrew his finger, then naturally put the licked spot into his own mouth, then slightly raised his eyes, with a faint smile in them, looking at Lu Jianchuan through the frame of his non-prescription glasses, as if playfully challenging him.
Lu Jianchuan, just fed with fresh blood and now facing such a gaze, felt a rush of heat rapidly surge to his head.
In terms of controlling him, the male human in front of him was clearly more skilled than a hundred “Queen ant” combined.
Lu Jianchuan was caught off guard, embarrassed and overwhelmed, unable to even explain, his Adam’s apple moving repeatedly as he desperately averted his gaze, praying silently that more inhuman traces had not been discovered.
Fang Xingzhou still said nothing. He applied a band-aid and asked him, “How do you like your eggs cooked?”
Lu Jianchuan was already extremely flustered. Watching him hold the knife made his temples throb, and he said with difficulty, “Any way is fine… Darling, please cut slower, don’t cut yourself again…” Seeing that the speed of slicing potatoes didn’t slow down at all, he couldn’t help but try to take the knife away: “How about I do it? Your hands are precious, it would be bad if it affected your surgeries. I’m just idle at home anyway, I’ll do it.”
Fang Xingzhou, holding the knife, didn’t move, he turned to look at him: “Let go, careful you don’t cut yourself.”
Lu Jianchuan froze.
Fang Xingzhou sliced the last piece of potato into perfect shreds, put them in a bowl, then heated the pan with oil, not paying any more attention to him.
Lu Jianchuan fell into a trap of cotton, not daring to continue the topic, silently helping out instead.
They had breakfast as usual. Lu Jianchuan sent Fang Xingzhou off to work and then sat at home, holding his head in frustration, reflecting on his negligence.
However, even though he was unwilling to ingest Fang Xingzhou’s blood, the embryo in his belly was greatly soothed.
Usually, it would start to fuss as soon as Fang Xingzhou left, but today it stayed quietly in his womb, even allowing him to take a good nap in the morning.
Then at precisely eleven o’clock, it created an unbearable hunger.
With each bit of growth, its demand for energy doubled, like a never-ending black hole, wanting to consume the entire Earth they were on.
Lu Jianchuan understood well.
Unlike the “Queen ant” who recklessly manipulated reproduction, he was nurturing an embryo born with divinity. In this era of fallen true gods, the universe lacked enough mystical power to create new gods, so his pregnancy was inevitably going to be painful and long.
This was just the beginning.
As the embryo developed, if he wasn’t careful, even he, the host, might be devoured, becoming a sacrifice for the birth of the “new god.”
Lu Jianchuan sighed deeply.
He couldn’t rely on Zhouzhou’s blood to nurture the baby forever. As a husband and father, he needed to shoulder his responsibilities. After all… no matter how troublesome, the child was still his own flesh and blood.
He changed his clothes and drove to the farm again.
The person in charge, seeing him, had lost yesterday’s enthusiasm, trembling and pale, stammering without being able to say a word. Lu Jianchuan gave him a polite smile, like entering a high-end buffet, carefully examining each poultry pen, finally heading towards the clucking hens.
Today, he stayed at the farm a bit longer.
Ten minutes later, he walked out of an empty chicken farm, thanked the person in charge politely, and drove back satisfied.
This sneaky life of stealing chickens and pigs went on for more than half a month. Lu Jianchuan emptied the farm, and the person in charge complained to the boss every day. But President Lu said nothing, buying a large quantity of poultry from the market daily to replenish the stock, as if deliberately buying food for his son, the purchase volume so large it even affected the meat and vegetable market prices in C City.
C City’s long, cold winter finally came to an end. On the last day of April, during breakfast, Fang Xingzhou turned on the TV and heard the announcer say:
“Since April, many citizens have reported continuous increases in the city’s meat and vegetable prices, especially pork and chicken, which have risen by 30% in ten days, causing numerous complaints. The relevant departments have taken the complaints seriously and conducted an in-depth market investigation, but the cause remains unclear. Some experts speculate that the recent warming weather and the outbreak of avian diseases are to blame…”
Hearing this, Lu Jianchuan coughed lightly, feeling extremely embarrassed.
He alone had eaten more than 30% of C City’s pigs and chickens in half a month without gaining any weight, even losing a few pounds.
But his flat belly finally showed a slight, noticeable curve. The embryo, nourished daily by fresh blood and meat, was developing quickly, already beginning to form limbs.
For example, right now.
While the host ate, the other host was within five meters, making it the happiest moment of its day, stretching its body in Lu Jianchuan’s warm amniotic fluid, swimming around happily.
But as soon as Fang Xingzhou left for work, it would immediately turn from angel to demon, focusing all its energy on frantically absorbing energy, using endless hunger to force Lu Jianchuan out to forage.
This feeling was very strange.
It was as if… when close to Fang Xingzhou, the “human” part of it would dominate, but once Fang Xingzhou left, “divinity” or “monstrous instinct” would instantly seize control, changing its behavior.
This couldn’t go on, thought Lu Jianchuan. They couldn’t always compete with the citizens for food, and he didn’t know how long they could maintain the farm.
Distracted, he took a bite of the egg. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Fang Xingzhou reach for the kitchen knife, and his thoughts were abruptly interrupted. Like a triggered program, he tensed up, quickly grabbed his wrist, and took the knife from him.
“?” Fang Xingzhou looked at him, “I just wanted to cut a piece of toast.”
Lu Jianchuan: “I’ll do it!”
He quickly sliced the toast into three equal pieces, then put the knife away on his side, ensuring Fang Xingzhou wouldn’t cause another bloody accident.
Having done this, he relaxed, dipped the toast in milk, and fed it to Fang Xingzhou with a smile: “Honey, you just need to open your mouth.”
Fang Xingzhou: “…”
He bit the toast, slowly chewed, and smiled at Lu Jianchuan.
Lu Jianchuan smiled back, “Knives and scissors are too dangerous. Your hands perform sacred work saving lives every day, let me handle these chores for you.”
Fang Xingzhou nodded, “Okay.”
Lu Jianchuan quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
As the news about pigs and chickens came to an end, Fang Xingzhou prepared to leave for work. He grabbed his coat and told Lu Jianchuan, “Lately the pork and chicken haven’t been fresh. I’ll buy beef tonight. Oh, and dear, could you grab my work ID from the bedroom?”
Lu Jianchuan, eager to be helpful, gladly went.
But after searching the bedroom thoroughly, he couldn’t find the missing work ID.
Lu Jianchuan stuck his head out from the doorway and shouted downstairs, “Zhouzhou, your ID isn’t here. Could it be in your coat pocket?”
No answer.
Lu Jianchuan froze, a bad feeling rising…
He sniffed the air lightly, quickly catching a familiar, dangerous scent. His expression instantly went blank.
His hands clenched into fists, Adam’s apple moving, he walked down the stairs step by step, staring straight at the dining table where they had just eaten together.
After sending him away, Fang Xingzhou had already left for work.
On the table, his plate held the last piece of toast—
Five minutes ago, he had soaked Fang Xingzhou’s toast in milk.
Five minutes later, in return, the toast was thoroughly soaked in blood, still warm with body heat…
translaters note:
I really liked the last few line of words ^^
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