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PTGWD Chapter 38: Testing

"No matter what I am you will love me...right?"

Today, his lover was acting a little strange.

Lu Jianchuan lay under the covers, being stared at unblinkingly by Fang Xingzhou. His body gradually tensed up, and he began to wonder if his performance tonight hadn’t satisfied his partner.

But judging by the quality and quantity of the late-night snacks, Zhouzhou should have been very pleased with his performance. He hadn’t eaten this well in a long time, so full that the little one in his belly was unusually quiet, sound asleep.

But…..

Why was he being stared at like this? Normally, after preparing so much food, Fang Xingzhou would have already been exhausted and fallen asleep.

Lu Jianchuan cautiously moved closer, sniffing the scent of his lover, trying to discern any emotions from it.

Fang Xingzhou was very calm at the moment. Not only was there no negative emotion, but there was even… a hint of excitement.

Lu Jianchuan tentatively asked: “Again?”

Fang Xingzhou didn’t respond.

He simply continued to slowly and carefully examine Lu Jianchuan, using the dim reading light to inspect every inch of his skin, as if trying to see if there were any invisible seams hidden within.

As he looked, he couldn’t help but reach out and place his hand on Lu Jianchuan’s cheek, gently caressing it, then slowly moving downward, his palm carefully feeling the warmth of the body, finally resting on the slightly bulging pregnant belly.

He recalled the image from the ultrasound machine.

The embryo in the belly was undoubtedly a human fetus. How had Lu Jianchuan managed this? Was there no reproductive barrier between monsters and humans? Or was it that Lu Jianchuan was essentially human, just with some superpowers beyond the ordinary?

Fang Xingzhou’s breathing quickened. His hand moved further down, beginning to carefully examine another important human structure.

Lu Jianchuan immediately tensed up, his reaction swift and strong, both in speed and intensity, indicating excellent health—even superior, enough to surpass the vast majority of human males. His endurance was also impressive, showing that his physical condition remained at its peak, unaffected by the pregnancy.

Fang Xingzhou calmly analyzed.

But Lu Jianchuan was going crazy. He couldn’t figure out what had gone wrong today. Had his excessive appetite scared his wife into acting abnormally?

No matter. He lost the ability to think. Grabbing Fang Xingzhou’s wrist, he easily pulled him on top of himself, unable to wait another second, only wanting to enjoy another round of delicious self-service.

Surprisingly, Fang Xingzhou indulged his overindulgence, still staring at him unblinkingly, a slow smile spreading across his face.

Finally, he successfully exhausted Fang Xingzhou’s last bit of energy, causing his bedmate to fall into a deep sleep.

Lu Jianchuan felt an unprecedented sense of satisfaction but also a lingering unease. In the darkness, he stared at Fang Xingzhou’s sleeping face and cautiously extended a tentacle from his sleeve, wrapping it around his wrist.

He had to erase the memories as soon as possible, he thought.

But today’s pregnancy symptoms had been too severe. Due to insufficient energy intake, he had been so hungry in the afternoon that he had eaten all but one of his tentacles. Although he had regained some strength from his lover tonight, it was only enough to regrow the tentacles he had consumed.

Tsk.

The thing in his belly was really annoying.

Lu Jianchuan stuffed the newly grown tentacle into his stomach, gaining a bit of strength. His pupils slowly turned crimson, locking onto Fang Xingzhou’s brain, and he began to carefully and cautiously invade—

The next second, Fang Xingzhou opened his eyes without warning.

Lu Jianchuan was nearly scared out of his wits. He instantly retracted the tentacle, his pupils returning to their normal black and white, his human heart almost pounding through his ribs.

“Ba… baby?”

How was this possible? He had been certain Fang Xingzhou was completely asleep!

Fang Xingzhou opened his eyes in the darkness and calmly asked, “What are you doing?”

This question made Lu Jianchuan break out in a cold sweat. He cleared his throat and said, “N-nothing, just… just looking at you before bed. Maybe I’ll have a good dream.”

Fang Xingzhou found his hand under the covers, confirming that it was a human hand with five fingers, not something slimy and terrifying, like a snake.

Lu Jianchuan’s fingers were trembling slightly.

“It’s late. Go to sleep,” Fang Xingzhou said slowly. “If you don’t sleep, I won’t be able to rest either.”

Lu Jianchuan keenly sensed that there seemed to be more to Fang Xingzhou’s words.

But he only sensed it.

His thoughts were nipped in the bud, and he quickly settled down, tightly gripping his partner’s hand and ingratiatingly kissing the corner of his mouth. “Mm, goodnight. I’ll go to sleep right away.”

Fang Xingzhou didn’t move, still staring at him. “I’ll watch you sleep.”

Lu Jianchuan: “…”

He had no choice but to close his eyes. He didn’t even dare to peek at his partner’s movements with a new eye from the top of his head.

In the darkness, he felt Fang Xingzhou move closer), his warm breath brushing against his cheek. A moment later, a kiss landed on his forehead.

“Goodnight.”

This gentle kiss seemed to cast a spell on Lu Jianchuan.

Even though he was the monster who controlled all consciousness, he was utterly powerless under Fang Xingzhou’s gaze, quickly sinking into sleep…

The next workday, Lu Jianchuan grew increasingly weak and missed his alarm again. By the time he woke up, Fang Xingzhou had already left for work.

The kitchen, storage room, and guest room were all filled with various kinds of food. At the entrance, a bright camera was installed, with a note taped underneath:

[Do not remove.]

Next to the prohibition was even a hand-drawn deer head, circled and crossed out with a red slash.

Lu Jianchuan and the camera stared at each other in silence.

He had missed the best opportunity to alter memories last night, and now he was being closely monitored at home, unable to sneak out to the hospital. Those memories, after fermenting for a whole day, might produce many unpredictable butterfly effects.

Lu Jianchuan finally felt genuine panic.

He remembered the confidential files he had seen at the Research Institute. The real world wasn’t a fictional novel; there weren’t so many supernatural love stories. Once humans got involved with “Them,” the unfortunate ones always met ragic ends. Either they went completely mad, or their love turned to hatred, seeking help everywhere to kill their former intimate partners, or they couldn’t accept reality and chose death…

Without exception.

…If he failed to hide his identity and Fang Xingzhou discovered the truth.

Lu Jianchuan didn’t even dare to think too deeply about it, feeling only a chill down his spine.

He couldn’t help but pick up the phone and call his lover, who had just left for work, to confirm that Fang Xingzhou still loved him.

Soon, the call was answered. Fang Xingzhou’s voice was as calm and gentle as ever. “Awake? I prepared a lot of food for you today. If it’s still not enough, let me know, and we’ll figure something out together.”

Lu Jianchuan took a deep breath.

“Zhouzhou…”

Fang Xingzhou: “Hmm?”

Lu Jianchuan fell silent for a long time.

“Are you feeling unwell?” Fang Xingzhou asked again.

Lu Jianchuan smiled, walking under the camera and looking up at the cold black lens.

“No, I’m fine. I just miss you so much,” he said carefully, trying to bring up the egg inside him to remind Fang Xingzhou of his importance. “The baby in my belly misses you too. It’s four months old today. Time flies so fast.”

Fang Xingzhou was well aware of every one of Lu Jianchuan’s little schemes.

Deer is panicking, he thought.

Through the camera, he watched Lu Jianchuan fidgeting uneasily and couldn’t help but wonder how, over the past ten years, Lu Jianchuan had donned a human identity, crafted a perfect face, diligently studied knowledge that was meaningless to him, and even spent a great deal of effort maintaining a proper background, all to quietly enter his life.

From the moment they “accidentally” met in college, their love began—and so did the lies.

One lie required endless lies to maintain.

No wonder Lu Jianchuan had been so desperate to conceive a child… Thinking this, Fang Xingzhou’s heart contracted.

He sighed softly, his voice still steady, ignoring the topic Lu Jianchuan had deliberately brought up. Instead, he said directly, “Lu Jianchuan, my love for you has nothing to do with the child in your belly. In fact, the only reason I care about the child is because it was conceived by you.”

Lu Jianchuan was slightly stunned.

He stood in front of the camera, staring at the lens, even forgetting why he had made the call in the first place.

His wife said he loved him.

Lu Jianchuan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, his belly warming slightly. The endless frantic hunger was alleviated, and the embryo happily gurgled and bubbled in the nutrient fluid, very pleased with its parents’ extreme love.

“I understand,” Lu Jianchuan murmured after a long pause. “Honey, no matter what, you’ll still love me, right?”

Fang Xingzhou: “Of course.”

“Even if my face melted and became ugly and scary, you’d still love me?”

Fang Xingzhou: “Mm.”

Fang Xingzhou: “Even if you’ve deceived me, as long as it’s not betrayal, my feelings won’t waver. But… that doesn’t mean I won’t be angry with you.”

Lu Jianchuan: “…”

For a moment, Lu Jianchuan even wanted to confess everything and tell him the whole truth.

But the words, though on the tip of his tongue, simply wouldn’t come out. He could only swallow them with difficulty, his expression turning ugly.

He didn’t dare take that risk.

He had almost killed young Fang Xingzhou once. If the current Fang Xingzhou found out that he was the “jellyfish” who had caused him to fall ill for years, abandoned him, secretly ran away, and then, ten years later, disguised himself as a human to approach him, deceive his feelings, alter his memories, and even try to conceive a child to bind him forever…

Would Zhouzhou use a scalpel to dismember him and the child, stuffing them into jars as specimens?

Of course, if it made his wife happy, becoming a specimen wouldn’t be a big deal. But such an extreme deception was definitely different from the “deception” Fang Xingzhou had mentioned.

He might truly lose Fang Xingzhou’s love.

Just thinking about this possibility made him feel as if his body was dehydrating, as if he would dry up into a mummy the next second.

Lu Jianchuan pursed his lips, countless thoughts swirling in his mind. In the end, he could only speak heavily: “I love you too, honey. You know, excessive love can make people lose themselves… If I’ve done anything bad, it’s only because I love you too much, so much that I don’t know how to handle it, afraid of losing you if I’m not careful. Will you believe me?”

Fang Xingzhou was quiet for a moment.

Lu Jianchuan wasn’t lying. These were his true feelings.

Because, even through the screen, he could see that Lu Jianchuan looked as if he was suffering terribly, almost as if he were dying.

Fang Xingzhou’s heart was filled with complex emotions. His gaze softened, and he ended this gentle, torturous test. “Alright, make sure you and the baby are fed at home. I’ll bring you a cake after work.”

Lu Jianchuan let out an inexplicable sigh of relief. “Come home early. We’ll be waiting for you.”

Fang Xingzhou: “Mm. Don’t sneak out to the hospital, and don’t touch the camera. I need to keep an eye on you at all times.”

Lu Jianchuan: “…Oh.”

The call ended.

Fang Xingzhou switched out of the call interface and opened the live camera feed. He saw Lu Jianchuan perk up and walk into the kitchen, picking out some bloody raw meat. It looked like he was about to eat it directly, but at the last moment, he seemed to realize something, glanced at the camera, turned his back, and stuffed the meat into a pot, pretending to cook it.

Fang Xingzhou let out a long exhale.

It was fine. If Deer didn’t dare to tell the truth, he would find the evidence and the truth himself.

He put down his phone, finished his morning consultations, and deliberately invited Qin Hongbo to the cafeteria.

Qin Hongbo always looked half-asleep, yawning long and deeply. “Prof, were you on the phone with your wife this morning? It’s the first time I’ve seen you with such a gentle expression.”

Fang Xingzhou: “Am I usually harsh?”

Qin Hongbo was shocked: “!! No, no, that’s not what I meant! I was complimenting you and your wife’s relationship! I heard your wife came for a checkup two weeks ago. Everyone’s saying she’s a great beauty.”

Fang Xingzhou smiled, seemingly unbothered by the gossip about his relationship. Instead, he turned to Qin Hongbo with interest and asked, “What else are they saying?”

Qin Hongbo spilled everything like pouring beans: “They say you two have a great relationship. You held hands the whole time during the prenatal checkup. Your wife is really clingy, and the way she looks at you is full of adoration… Tsk tsk. There are also some more ridiculous rumors, like your wife has your name tattooed on her belly… Of course, that one’s a bit far-fetched. I think it’s made up.”

Fang Xingzhou’s eyes flickered slightly.

The doctor who had performed the prenatal checkup was his old friend. They had known each other for years and understood each other’s personalities well. Dr. An wouldn’t have spread such private details about a patient.

Clearly, someone had added some embellishments to everyone’s memories.

How impressive, Lu Jianchuan.

Fang Xingzhou lowered his eyes, a faint smile still on his lips. He softly said, “It’s not made up.”

Qin Hongbo: “Huh? You mean the tattoo?”

“Yes,” Fang Xingzhou said calmly. “He does have my name tattooed on his belly, and I have his name on me. I did the tattoos myself.”

Qin Hongbo slowly opened his mouth.

Fang Xingzhou spoke so naturally, as if he were merely discussing the weather, that it took Qin Hongbo several seconds to realize what had just been said.

To personally tattoo your lover’s name on your own body, and then tattoo your name on your lover’s pregnant belly…

Qin Hongbo looked at the always serious and composed Dr. Fang, his mind going blank for a moment. It was hard to imagine that beneath his white coat was ironclad proof of being a love brain.

“Professor, you…” After a long pause, he stammered, struggling to find the right words. “Uh, you can’t judge a book by its cover…”

Fang Xingzhou patted his shoulder. “I’ll treat you to lunch. Whatever you order today is on me.”

Qin Hongbo: “Ah? Thank you! Wish you and your wife a hundred years of happiness! have a child soon!”

Fang Xingzhou swiped his meal card for him, then casually picked a couple of dishes for himself. His eyes scanned the cafeteria.

Soon, he locked onto his target.

Dr. Li was sitting alone in the farthest corner of the cafeteria, basking in the sunlight to ward off the eerie vibes of the psychiatry department while scrolling through his phone and laughing at short videos.

Fang Xingzhou carried his tray over and sat down across from Dr. Li.

“Long time no see, Dr. Li,” he greeted. “The medication you prescribed last time worked really well. I feel much better after taking it.”

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