Ye Tiancheng noticed the little fox was focused on feeding the birds, so he tapped the table to get her attention.
The little fox looked at Ye Tiancheng.
Ye Tiancheng reminded the little fox, "Don't just focus on feeding the birds, eat yourself. If you keep dawdling, the dishes will get cold by the time you serve them."
As he spoke, Ye Tiancheng also picked up a piece of spare rib with his chopsticks and placed it in the little fox's bowl.
After being reminded by Ye Tiancheng, the little fox was naturally very obedient. She immediately nodded, not daring to be distracted again, and focused on eating.
After the meal, because Ye Tiancheng had worked hard to cook, the task of washing the dishes was taken over by the little fox.
As the little fox went to wash the dishes, only Ye Tiancheng and Aya were left in the room.
Aya held Ye Tiancheng's arm and spoke to him.
Ye Tiancheng looked at Aya holding his hand. He felt a little unaccustomed to it, and even inexplicably repulsed. Ye Tiancheng couldn't quite explain the source of these feelings, but every time such thoughts arose, Ye Tiancheng would remember something and remind himself.
Aya was his new wife now, and he couldn't be so distant and indifferent to her.
Therefore, even though Ye Tiancheng still felt a bit uncomfortable, he suppressed this feeling and didn't try to pull his hand away from Aya's.
Aya said to Ye Tiancheng, "A few days ago, I wasn't feeling well, so you moved out to sleep. Now that I feel better, you should move back to the master bedroom. Don't sleep alone in the guest room anymore."
Ye Tiancheng felt a moment of disorientation.
Yes, that was right. Something like that had happened.
A few days ago, Aya had suddenly felt unwell. He was worried about disturbing her and hoped his wife would recover sooner, so he had moved out of their shared bedroom and into the adjacent guest room.
If Aya's health had indeed recovered now, then what Aya was proposing was reasonable, and Ye Tiancheng had no reason to refuse.
However, despite thinking this way, Ye Tiancheng felt inexplicably repulsed.
He didn't really want to agree to Aya's request.
But he couldn't bring himself to refuse.
If he refused, it would surely hurt his wife's feelings. Ye Tiancheng didn't want that. He wasn't a cold person by nature, let alone with his wife, with whom he shared such an intimate relationship.
But he just couldn't bring himself to agree to Aya, and he didn't know why.
Ye Tiancheng felt he was sick.
He must be sick, otherwise, why would he keep having such strange thoughts today?
Aya blinked her eyes and looked up at Ye Tiancheng, still waiting for his answer.
"Just agree to it, move back. Hurry up and move back, I'm really fine now! I mean it!"
This was his new wife, and she had said it to this extent. If he refused again, wouldn't it be a slap in the face to his wife?
Although Ye Tiancheng still felt an inexplicable repulsion, he really couldn't refuse any longer.
Ye Tiancheng opened his mouth, about to agree.
Suddenly, Ye Tiancheng felt a burning sensation on his wrist. It was a sudden, intense heat that appeared on his wrist and then quickly dissipated.
Ye Tiancheng looked at his wrist with some confusion.
Aya was holding the exact spot on his wrist that had just felt hot, but Aya seemed to have felt nothing at all. What was going on?
With this interruption, Ye Tiancheng's prepared resolve to agree to share the room with Aya was immediately thrown out of his mind.
Ye Tiancheng said to Aya, "Speaking of which, perhaps the family has been unlucky these past few days. When I woke up today, I didn't feel very well either. Maybe I'm sick. In this case, it's better not to move back to live with you so soon."
"Otherwise, if we live together and I pass on my illness to you, that wouldn't be good."
That's what Ye Tiancheng said, but what he was thinking was only known to himself.
In any case, this was the answer Aya heard.
Aya was a little unhappy after being rejected by Ye Tiancheng.
However, her concern for her husband ultimately won out, so Aya asked Ye Tiancheng, "Where are you not feeling well? Is it serious?"
Ye Tiancheng comforted Aya, saying, "It shouldn't be a big problem. I'm just a bit listless, often feeling dizzy and disoriented. I should be fine after resting."
After Ye Tiancheng said this, Aya stopped talking.
Ye Tiancheng felt anxious. He inexplicably wanted to shake off Aya, to find a place where no one was around to figure out what was going on with him. Why had his wrist suddenly felt so hot just now?
He felt this was not a normal occurrence.
As for why he wanted to avoid Aya, Ye Tiancheng himself didn't know. He couldn't explain that feeling, but his subconscious told him he had to avoid Aya.
This was truly inexplicable intuition and subconsciousness.
Aya was his new wife, wasn't she?
Then they should have a very close relationship. Why would he subconsciously guard against Aya?
Ye Tiancheng couldn't understand.
But he couldn't let himself follow his subconscious and intuition. He always had a feeling that if he didn't do so, something bad might happen.
Therefore, Ye Tiancheng didn't reveal even a hint of his feelings or thoughts to his new wife Aya. Instead, he patiently comforted her, as his new wife Aya, whom he had just rejected sharing a room with, until Aya's mood improved and she left. Only then did he have the mood to investigate what was going on.
Ye Tiancheng felt he needed to avoid people, so he took advantage of the fact that he had nothing to do at the moment and returned to his room.
He closed the doors and windows tightly. Before closing them, he made sure there was no one around.
Then, Ye Tiancheng turned his attention to his wrist.
He couldn't understand why his wrist had emitted such a noticeable heat before. It was truly strange, and it didn't make sense no matter how he thought about it.
He wanted to figure out what was going on.
Ye Tiancheng even had a vague feeling that if he could figure this out, he might understand why he had been so absent-minded all day and felt that something was not quite right.
He stared at his wrist, wondering when it would feel hot again.
On the surface, there seemed to be nothing unusual about his wrist.
Ye Tiancheng waited for a while, but his wrist didn't react. He couldn't help but speak, saying to his wrist, "Can you feel hot again?"
Talking to his own wrist seemed very strange, almost crazy.
Ye Tiancheng was also feeling a bit anxious at the moment.
However, what Ye Tiancheng hadn't expected was that after his question was blurted out, his wrist once again emitted an astonishing heat, becoming extremely hot. And this time, it didn't just burn for a moment and then dissipate.
It remained hot.
Although Ye Tiancheng could feel that the heat was indeed quite astonishing, and it was emanating from his wrist, seemingly from the inside out, he didn't feel any discomfort.
Normally, if a human body emitted such high heat, their skin would probably be cooked.
Ye Tiancheng was extremely puzzled.
And it was only after he spoke that his wrist started to feel hot.
Could it be that something was living inside his wrist? The mere thought was terrifying. How could he get that thing out of his wrist?
At this moment, Ye Tiancheng didn't know that controlling this thing was entirely a matter of will.
So, as soon as he had this thought, his wrist flashed with light. Ye Tiancheng seemed to see a phantom of a dragon for an instant, and then a woman in a white dress appeared before him.
Ye Tiancheng was startled at first, almost screaming out loud.
This was fortunate, as he wasn't exactly faint of heart.
He looked at the woman in the white dress who had suddenly appeared with surprise.
After the woman in the white dress appeared, her first reaction wasn't to speak to Ye Tiancheng. Instead, she looked around herself, checked herself, and then complained irritably, "I was suffocated! I'm finally out!"
Ye Tiancheng was speechless for a moment.
What was this woman who came out of his wrist all about? It was too strange.
He hesitated and asked the woman, "Are you... human or a monster?"
The woman in the white dress's gaze immediately sharpened like a blade, cutting towards Ye Tiancheng. "You're the monster!"
Ye Tiancheng could only apologize helplessly, "I'm sorry, with the way you appeared, I really can't figure out what kind of existence you are. How did you get into my wrist?"
The woman in the white dress immediately walked two steps towards Ye Tiancheng.
She seemed genuinely very agitated.
"My master! Has your brain gone bad? I am your contracted pet! I am Bai Long!"
"Don't be fooled by that woman again. That woman is not your wife, but your younger brother is indeed your younger brother, and that bird is also your other younger brother transformed!"
In just a few sentences, the woman revealed a vast amount of information.
Ye Tiancheng was shocked.
The woman in the white dress, who called herself Bai Long, spoke words that sounded incredible and highly suspicious, especially since Bai Long had appeared so unusually before Ye Tiancheng.
However, Ye Tiancheng inexplicably felt that Bai Long could be trusted.
To put it bluntly, he trusted Bai Long far more than his so-called new wife, Aya. Ye Tiancheng would rather believe the Bai Long before him and felt in his heart that what Bai Long said was more reasonable.
Moreover, if what Bai Long said was true, it would explain his dazed state all day.
Ye Tiancheng indeed felt something strange.
Ever since he woke up today, he felt that something was not quite right, but his subconscious resisted him from thinking further and automatically rationalized things. However, upon closer reflection, everything seemed full of loopholes.
And when Bai Long spoke, Ye Tiancheng instinctively felt as if it were true.
In such a situation, Ye Tiancheng naturally leaned more towards Bai Long.
With thoughts forming in his mind, Ye Tiancheng looked at Bai Long and said, "What exactly is going on? And how can I confirm that what you're saying is true? How can you prove it?"
"If you say that everything now is fake, then what is real?"