Evil Love Appears chapter 46

Before leaving Shuncheng, Xu Jiale drove and dropped Fu Xiaoyu off at his house. When they were downstairs, he solemnly handed over a cat carrier bag to him, saying, “Take care of my little princess.”

Fu Xiaoyu held the heavy cat carrier bag, and the weight felt like a kind of mission.

“This is little princess’s stuff.” Xu Jiale took out a backpack from the trunk and said, “Comb, scratching board, toothpaste, toothbrush, nail clippers, toys, and some snacks are all inside.”

“Okay.”

“The litter box, cat food, and cat litter, which are bulkier, I’ll order for you on the way, all of it that Xia’an likes. It should arrive tomorrow morning. I’ll message you about anything else I remember…”

Xu Jiale could be a bit chatty at times.

At that moment, Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t help but turn his head slightly and smiled faintly.

“Hey, why are you smiling?” Xu Jiale called, but Fu Xiaoyu didn’t answer, so he didn’t press further.

In these somewhat ambiguous moments, the night breeze gently passed between them.

Fu Xiaoyu was able to smile again, which was good.

Xu Jiale felt a momentary sense of relaxation in his heart, but he couldn’t think about why it was so good.

“Fu Xiaoyu, it’s getting late. I have to leave.”

He looked at his watch and opened the car door under the warm glow of the streetlight, waving to Fu Xiaoyu. “See you whrn I get back.”

…

Fu Xiaoyu didn’t expect that as soon as he opened the door and turned on the lights, he would be caught by Fu Jing waiting in the living room.

“Where did you go so late?” Fu Jing crossed his arms and examined him. He then fixed his gaze on the cat carrier bag with a slightly puzzled expression. “Where did this cat come from?”

“A friend asked me to take care of her for a few days,” Fu Xiaoyu replied, trying to avoid dealing with Fu Jing.

Xia’an began scratching again, and he didn’t want to suffocate the cat. He quickly bent down, unzipped the carrier bag, and released Xu Jiale’s little princess.

Xia’an was not small in size, and she was a bit agitated in the new environment. When she was let out, she hurriedly circled around the living room and suddenly pounced on the sofa.

“Ah!” Fu Jing was startled. He jumped off the sofa and rushed to the bedroom door, where he was caught by Tang Ning, who had heard the commotion.

“This is such a beautiful cat,” Tang Ning said as she approached, stroking Xia’an’s head and asking with a smile, “Is it a Ragdoll? Does it bite?”

“Yeah, does it bite?” Fu Jing, who had been startled and scared, asked.

Seeing Xia’an, who was busy scratching the sofa with her claws, Fu Xiaoyu wasn’t quite sure.

But since it was a cat he had brought home, he couldn’t lose face in front of his father and stepmother.

Xia’an, please don’t bite me.

While he was silently chanting, he approached the sofa and gently picked up Xia’an and allowed Fu Jing to touch her soft fur with his fingers.

Xia’an didn’t bite him, she just swayed her tail. “Meow.”

“She doesn’t bite.”

Fu Xiaoyu smiled slightly, finally able to say for sure.

“Oh, this cat…”

Fu Jing stood by the sofa with curiosity and a little timidity. “It’s so big; how much does it eat in a day?”

He had just said this, but his body couldn’t help leaning forward to reach out.

Fu Xiaoyu raised Xia’an to allow Fu Jing’s fingers to touch her soft fur.

Xia’an was a very secure old cat who didn’t mind being touched by anyone. She lay on her back, legs apart, and let her head rest directly in Fu Xiaoyu’s hand, purring a few times.

Fu Jing, after feeling Xia’an, couldn’t help but have a hint of laughter in the corners of his eyes, and even asked, “you said your friend asked you to take care of his cat? When did you make friends? Is he from Shuncheng?”

With this series of questions, Fu Jing’s intentions were quite obvious. He had probably seen Xu Jiale through the window just now.

Fu Xiaoyu felt somewhat uneasy and didn’t answer immediately.

Tang Ning said, “At this age, it’s perfectly normal to make a few friends.”

“I’m just curious?” Fu Jing said. “Didn’t you just introduce an alpha to him? I think the one you introduced was better, he looks good and comes from a wealthy family, he even drives a Mercedes. Fu Xiaoyu, you can’t be stubborn, go meet him when you’re back in B City!”

“I…” Fu Xiaoyu was about to refuse outright.

But Tang Ning walked over, saying, “Enough, Ah Jing, whether or not to meet should be up to the child’s heart. Xiaoyu isn’t in a good mood today; let him rest at home.”

The tone of a woman’s voice becomes serious when it deepens.

Before going to bed, Fu Xiaoyu took a picture of Xia’an comfortably nestled in his bed and sent it to Xu Jiale with the caption, “The kitty is very well-behaved.”

At that time, Xu Jiale was probably already boarding the plane, so he didn’t reply.

He had intended to go to sleep, but he suddenly noticed a new contact with a small red dot that appeared on the other side. He checked and saw that the contact request was from Wen Huaixuan, introduced by Aunt Tang Ning.

Fu Xiaoyu accepted the friend request.

He understood that Tang Ning arranging a meeting with an alpha with exceptionally good family circumstances required some connections and favors.

Either way, he shouldn’t be too impolite.

Wen Huaixuan’s profile picture was a picture of himself riding a horse, but because it was a long shot, his face couldn’t be clearly seen, and Fu Xiaoyu couldn’t make out the features, but he could vaguely sense that he had a good physique.

Fu Xiaoyu didn’t bother to click and take a closer look; since the other party hadn’t sent a message, he put his phone aside and hugged Xia’an to sleep.

…

In fact, the four days passed in the blink of an eye.

During those days, Wen Huaixuan and Fu Xiaoyu exchanged only a few polite messages on WeChat.

Both sides could feel the strong air of being forced into a blind date due to family pressure. Thus, they didn’t trouble each other and neither sent many messages. This was a relationship that would naturally fade away.

On the day Xu Jiale returned, Fu Xiaoyu had to go back to B City.

Since he had Xia’an with him, Tang Ning offered to drive him back.

Fu Xiaoyu meticulously tidied his room once more and carefully ironed every shirt he had brought back before folding them and placing them back in his suitcase. At the last minute, Fu Jing’s mood suddenly changed, and he went to stay in his room.

“Can’t bear to see you go,” Tang Ning said softly to Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

“Dad.”

As he was about to leave, Fu Xiaoyu knocked on the bedroom door. Fu Jing didn’t answer, so he continued, “I’m leaving.”

Just as Fu Xiaoyu was about to turn and leave, Fu Jing suddenly opened the door and glared at him harshly, saying, “When will you visit again? will I have to wait until next year again?”

“…No, that won’t happen.”

Fu Jing pulled Fu Xiaoyu’s cuff out and said in a low voice, “Go.”

…

When Fu Xiaoyu left home with his suitcase, he suddenly let out a long sigh.

Even though his relationship with his father and stepmother was still not particularly close, after this visit, he seemed to have found some closure.

The connection between parents and children might just be like that—too faint to cause harm or too close to sometimes hurt.

But he no longer resisted Shuncheng.

A few days ago when he returned to Shuncheng, he had been so exhausted and silent, like a gray shadow.

Although he hadn’t expressed much since those days, he was no longer in mourning.

When he had a destination in mind, he no longer loathed his starting point.

He remembered that when he was studying in the United States, he had once gone to church with some other students. At that time, many things didn’t resonate with him, but he vaguely remembered a verse from 2 Timothy the pastor was reciting: “I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.”

At this moment, he recalled that verse again.

Fu Xiaoyu sat in the passenger seat, looking at the passing scenery on the highway, and a glint appeared in his eyes.

This glimmer had both a sense of calm after settling and a hidden determination.

He began to look forward to tomorrow once more.

Because he was going to fight the good fight and run the race he needed to.

…

Xu Jiale’s flight arrived around six o’clock in the evening.

He had been very busy these four days, which, in a way, was a good thing, as it kept him free of distractions and kept him from thinking too much about various things.

The only downside was that he often couldn’t respond promptly to Fu Xiaoyu’s messages. However, every night before sleeping, he would repeatedly look at the pictures that Fu Xiaoyu had sent him.

All of them featured Xia’an.

Xia’an eating, Xia’an rolling on her back, and Xia’an being held by Fu Xiaoyu.

Fu Xiaoyu didn’t appear in the photos, only occasionally revealing one hand. His omega’s fingers were slender and pale, resting on the cat’s fur, a beautiful sight.

The photos were sent very punctually, and they always had the same caption: “The kitty is very well-behaved.”

Whenever Xu Jiale saw those six words, “The kitty is very well-behaved,” he couldn’t help but smile.

Perhaps due to some discomfort with environment, Xu Jiale had actually started feeling unwell on the last day in Vietnam. When he was on the plane, the symptoms peaked.

So, as soon as he returned home to B City, he almost collapsed on his bed and took his temperature.

He found that he had a temperature of 38 degrees Celsius. It was indeed a fever.

He took a painkiller and then slept soundly for a while. When he woke up, he realized he had a message from Fu Xiaoyu on WeChat.

Fu Xiaoyu: Have you arrived? I’m going to bring the cat to you.

The message was sent two hours ago.

Xu Jiale’s head was still heavy, but he could only type: I have a cold; can you take care of her for an extra day? I’m really too weak to look after her today.

In that instant, even though his response was quite slow, he suddenly realized—

Fu Xiaoyu had changed his profile picture.

He had changed it from the business half-body photo to the one Xu Jiale had taken of him, where he was smoking in the light snow.

A strange premonition suddenly struck Xu Jiale. He couldn’t explain it, but his heart began to race.

The phone vibrated again, and the incredibly beautiful profile picture was blinking.

Fu Xiaoyu: Okay.

Fu Xiaoyu: Are you not feeling well?

Fu Xiaoyu: I’m coming to see you, okay?