Quick Transmigration: What to Do When the Male Supporting Character You Saved Becomes Obsessed with

Chapter 470 "Infecting the World" - Male Mother (81)

When I came yesterday, the refrigerator was still closed, and the kitten's body should still be inside. When I came again today, the kitten's body was next to the male owner. There is only one possibility: after killing the fat man, the male owner took the kitten's body out of the refrigerator for some reason.

Lu Liruan was now even more convinced that the male owner was completely influenced by the space, and a very important part of the space was the kittens that they had tortured and killed. In the end, when he uncontrollably held the kittens' cold corpses in his hands, did he feel fear and regret?

Lu Liruan hoped that during his final days, he would be in a state of endless fear, so that he could empathize with the punishment he deserved!

“This…” Lu Liruan sighed.

"Let's take it out and bury it later," Liao Tingyuan finished her sentence for her.

In fact, Lu Liruan and Liao Tingyuan didn't know whether the cat's corpse they saw in the house was still there, or whether it was still in the refrigerator in the real world.

But what does it matter?

Lu Liruan wondered if the kittens could understand what she was trying to express. Even in the space, they were all well-behaved, rubbing their fur against her legs—they were all adorable little kittens…

The foul smell inside the room made it feel even more oppressive. Chat room messages popped up on the computer screen from time to time, and the bathroom was messy and disgusting.

This is a filthy den, a place from which sinful and corrupt souls cannot escape.

But Lu Li, Ruan Liao, Tingyuan, and the kitten can leave.

One last time, they glanced back to make sure there was nothing else, then left through the main door. They turned around, closed the door tightly, shutting everything inside, not even letting in a sliver of dim light.

They found a sturdy tree in the yard, and Lu Liruan and Liao Tingyuan squatted down together, using the branches and bricks they had picked up to dig a hole of a suitable size.

Slowly, the plastic bag was placed inside.

Lu Liruan scooped up some soil and covered it up, her lips trembled as if she wanted to cry, but she swallowed it back down.

I don't know when I heard this saying, it seems to be something my mother told me when I was a child... Whether you are giving away a person or a small animal, you should not let your tears get on your face, otherwise the other person will feel your sadness and leave uneasy.

After the burial was completed, the two squatted silently beside it.

Liao Tingyuan took out a pack of wet wipes from a pocket, pulled Lu Liruan's hand over, and slowly wiped it for her, carefully wiping each fingertip. He then squeezed her palm to comfort her, as words seemed powerless at this moment.

Lu Liruan grasped his hand and stood up: "Let's go, we can get a good night's sleep when we get back today."

"Ruan Ruan, you don't need to force yourself to smile..." Liao Tingyuan said softly.

"Hmm?" Lu Liruan blinked, only to realize that she was indeed pretending to be relaxed with a smile. She was probably like this all the time, always trying to suppress her emotions when facing various situations.

Otherwise, others have no obligation to care about your emotions. If you always bring bad emotions to others, they will only think that you are difficult to get along with. This is Lu Liruan's consistent idea.

"Ruan Ruan, you can be sad when you want to be sad, and you can be unhappy when you want to be unhappy. It's okay, I'm here with you." Liao Tingyuan held her hand, and the two walked in the quiet night. Only his voice could be heard, which was reassuring.

"Oh." Lu Liruan lowered her head and sniffed.

Liao Tingyuan handed over another tissue.

When she entered the house, Lu Liruan had already wiped her face under the lamplight.

Liao Tingyuan's silent companionship was a very comforting way for her. Even though he didn't say anything, Lu Liruan could feel his care and concern.

Sitting on the sofa, I saw Liao Tingyuan come out of the house with a thermometer in his hand.

"My fever is gone, and I was sweating a lot just now..."

"Take your temperature again to put your mind at ease." Liao Tingyuan handed her the thermometer, indicating that she should take her temperature again.

"Oh, I see." Lu Liruan leaned back on the sofa and watched Liao Tingyuan go to the kitchen to heat up the leftover pear soup from the afternoon.

"Hmm?" Lu Liruan stared at the number on the thermometer. She was clearly not feeling much anymore, so why was it still over 37 degrees Celsius?

Liao Tingyuan heard her voice and leaned over to take a look.

He frowned slightly: "After you take your medicine, go to sleep right away."

"Okay, okay, I got it. Teacher Liao, stay away from me, or you might catch something from me!" Lu Liruan moved back when Liao Tingyuan's face came closer.

"It's okay, I don't get sick very often," Liao Tingyuan said casually.

"Oh? So confident in your resistance?" Lu Liruan took the warm water he handed her and chatted casually.

"..." Liao Tingyuan paused for a moment, then resumed his natural movements.

"Does this mean the space is about to end?" Lu Liruan pondered as she ate the pear flesh in the pear soup with a spoon.

"Don't think about it for now, just get some sleep." Liao Tingyuan was worried that her condition would relapse, so he raised his hand and gently patted her forehead. Lu Liruan was caught off guard and leaned back, falling onto the sofa.

She picked up a nearby sofa cushion and covered her face, her voice muffled: "Ah... let it end quickly, let it end quickly~"

"Are you performing some kind of ritual?" Liao Tingyuan looked at her as she rolled up her belly like a small animal, whimpering and wriggling, and found it quite amusing.

"Yes, I'm doing forensic medicine." Lu Liruan peeked her eyes out from under the cushion: "You can do it too."

“Okay, I’ll perform a ritual before I go to sleep tonight,” Liao Tingyuan agreed.

"Now, you go wash up and go to bed!" Liao Tingyuan held out his hand to her, gesturing for her to get up.

Lu Liruan abandoned the cushion, grabbed Liao Tingyuan's hand, and put all her weight on it, letting him pull her up.

Back in her room, as she lay down on the bed, Lu Liruan realized that Liao Tingyuan had changed all her sheets, blankets, and pillowcases sometime during the night.

Lu Liruan had sweated a bit when she had a fever, and she had almost forgotten about it, but Liao Tingyuan carefully cleaned it up for her.

The new duvet cover had a faint scent of laundry detergent residue, the kind Liao Tingyuan often used. Lu Liruan could initially smell this scent on his shirts, and now her own clothes smelled the same after washing.

Before long, Lu Liruan fell into a deep sleep under the influence of the medication.

She had no idea that Liao Tingyuan was standing at her door, behind the closed door, leaning against the wall, looking at his phone and keeping watch for a while.

Only after confirming that he hadn't heard Lu Liruan having a nightmare did he quietly leave.

The next day, when Lu Liruan woke up naturally, sunlight streamed through the gauze curtains and fell on her. She stretched, and the soreness in her bones subsided. At that moment, a sense of happiness welled up within her.

"Teacher Liao! I'm all better!"

Lu Liruan, wearing slippers, sauntered out the door, loudly announcing as she searched for Liao Tingyuan.

But the room was quiet; Liao Tingyuan was not there.

"Where did he go?" Lu Liruan checked each room to make sure Liao Tingyuan wasn't there.

Then, picking up her phone, she was about to message Liao Tingyuan when her hand froze. Why was she acting like a child who'd just noticed their parent leaving the house? Calling someone after only a short time...

Lu Liruan took a peach from the kitchen, washed it, sat on the sofa and ate it, then found a movie and watched it listlessly for a while.

Liao Tingyuan still hasn't returned.

Lu Liruan pressed the pause button, hesitated for a few seconds, and then sent a message to Liao Tingyuan: "Teacher Liao, where did you go?"

"Teacher Liao, why aren't you home?"

"Teacher Liao..."

By the time I realized it, I had already sent out four or five messages.

Lu Liruan: Liao Tingyuan doesn't think he's noisy at all; he really has a good temper.

In everyday interpersonal interactions, although Lu Liruan appears lively and cheerful, she often reflects on herself, such as whether her actions will make the other person dislike her or cause them trouble. Even if she hasn't done anything excessive, she sometimes wonders in her heart whether the other person will dislike her way of speaking and acting.

But Lu Liruan wouldn't have that with Liao Tingyuan.

Even while considering Liao Tingyuan's reaction, Lu Liruan felt relaxed, and even wanted to play a prank on him.

Liao Tingyuan replied to her message after a while: "You're awake? I've gone out to buy groceries."

"Is there anything you'd like to eat? It seems we're out of fruit. What would you like to eat?"

Lu Liruan looked at Liao Tingyuan's message and the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up.

He shifted his position on the sofa and thought about it seriously.

I ordered a few dishes that I wanted to eat.

"We also need watermelon... Teacher Liao, where do you buy your groceries? If it's far away, don't buy watermelon, it'll be too heavy to carry back. We can go to the supermarket downstairs this afternoon."

"I understand." Liao Tingyuan replied quickly this time.

Lu Liruan felt relieved after receiving the message and could now watch the movie in peace.

“Tingyuan?” A young man with dyed red hair, standing opposite Liao Tingyuan, called his name when he saw Liao Tingyuan looking down at his phone.

"..." Liao Tingyuan nodded, indicating that he was listening to him and asked him to continue, but his eyes were still on the phone screen as he typed.

"Who have you been in contact with?" The red-haired man opposite him was clearly more curious about Liao Tingyuan's actions than anything else: "You haven't contacted us at all these days."

"We can't get in touch with him," Liao Tingyuan said succinctly.

"That's true, we've been trying to contact you but haven't been able to. You have no idea how frantic everyone's been looking for you!" The young man tried to pat Liao Tingyuan on the shoulder, but in the end, his hand didn't fall.

After replying to the last message, Liao Tingyuan looked up, a slightly confused expression on his face...

“A model employee like you, who is never late or leaves early, and has perfect attendance every month, suddenly skipping work without a word, of course everyone will find it strange and wonder if something happened to you, okay? If we're not worried about you, what do you take us for? Do you think we're heartless animals?”

As they were talking, the person on the other end suddenly started gesturing wildly and speaking loudly and enthusiastically.

Liao Tingyuan: ...

"What? What do you take us for!" The other person repeated when he saw Liao Tingyuan looking at him.

"I treat you all as colleagues," Liao Tingyuan said calmly.

He ended the other person's speech with a single sentence.

“You treat us…you treat us like colleagues…that’s not wrong.” The other person steered the conversation back: “Then if you’re not contacting us, who are you contacting? You’ve never had any contacts! You didn’t even fill in an emergency contact on our information!”

"Hmm." Liao Tingyuan didn't respond to his comment at all.

"When did you arrive?" and then smoothly changed the subject.

“I’ve come here several times already, but it seems to be due to some spatial limitation, I can’t find where you live.” The red-haired youth shrugged. “I don’t know why, but I was able to get in touch with you today. Sister Fang came too, but she had something come up and had to go back.”

"Understood." Liao Tingyuan checked the time.

"Then you go back first."

"Huh?" The red-haired youth clearly hadn't expected to be treated this way.

"Aren't you going to ask me to help you? I came here specifically for this..."

"No need, we can handle it." Liao Tingyuan was getting a little annoyed by his commotion.

Although Lu Liruan was noisy and disruptive, Liao Tingyuan never found her annoying. It was as if everything Lu Liruan did was cute because it was Lu Liruan who did it...

Although the other party was noisy, they were clearly very perceptive and immediately grasped the strangeness in Liao Tingyuan's words.

"You guys? Who else is in this space? We haven't had anyone else absent from our unit recently, so we can't find anyone."

"I'll explain when we get back to the office," Liao Tingyuan said after a moment's thought, offering this vague excuse.

The other party clearly understood Liao Tingyuan's personality; if he didn't want to talk, no one could get anything out of him.

Seeing that Liao Tingyuan seemed to be in a hurry, he could only keep all his questions to himself.

"Your boss is quite worried about you. He called several times while he was on a business trip to ask about you. Do you want to contact him first?"

Liao Tingyuan paused for a moment, but still shook his head: "Let me deal with things here first, then I'll write a report and submit it."

"You know perfectly well that the boss cares about you, not the report," the red-haired youth muttered. Seeing Liao Tingyuan about to leave without looking back, he asked, "Where are you going? Why are you in such a hurry?"

"I'm going to buy groceries," Liao Tingyuan answered truthfully.

"what?"

The young man was completely baffled and could only watch helplessly as Liao Tingyuan left.

His colleague always kept to himself, and they were all used to it.

But why does it feel... a little different today?

Also, why are you in such a hurry to buy groceries?

Does it matter how you cook in this space?

When Lu Liruan heard the door open, her eyes darted over.

Then, he skipped and hopped over to help Liao Tingyuan take the things from his hands.

Upon seeing the watermelon, before she could even speak, Liao Tingyuan said, "The watermelon was bought downstairs, it's not heavy."