Canary Is Actually The Future World-Destroying Boss Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Ji Gui!

In a daze, Ji Gui heard Jiang Nailing’s voice.

Shang stood by the lake, his face becoming clear under the lights as the mist before him briefly vanished. He stepped forward to block Jiang Nailing, saying, You’re going to save him?

Jiang Nailing pushed him aside without even looking at his face. Then, disregarding everything else, she jumped into the freezing lake with a splash.

Shang squinted at the splashing water, his expression complex.

Hurried footsteps came from behind, and a figure with a protruding belly rushed past. The Omega stood by the lake, staring anxiously at the water, letting out short sighs from time to time.

Shang stepped forward and asked a completely unrelated question in a flat tone: Excuse me, how many months pregnant are you?

The Omega was confused, not understanding what this stranger meant. Moreover, the Omega was anxious and in no mood for small talk, so they ignored him.

Shang chuckled, glancing sideways at the Omega but making no further move.

Soon, there was movement in the water. A soaking wet Jiang Nailing emerged carrying Ji Gui on her back. She unbuttoned Ji Gui’s shirt, preparing to perform artificial respiration.

Are you sure? Shang stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Nailing’s wrist, lifting it forcefully with a cold gaze.

Her wrist felt like it was caught in a giant pincer, and a sharp pain shot through it. Jiang Nailing instantly realized she was no match for the man in front of her. She gritted her teeth and shouted, Let go! I have to save him!

Seeing this, the nearby Omega immediately tried to pull Shang away, but Shang threw them off with a flick of his arm. The Omega stumbled back, fortunately managing to steady themselves in the end.

You… Jiang Nailing’s face turned pale as she wanted to rush over and support her Omega, but turning back, she saw Ji Gui was at death’s door.

She could only lean down and quickly perform emergency resuscitation.

Strangely, Shang did not stop her. He let out a tired yawn and watched the scene with cold eyes.

Half a minute later, he gave a cold laugh and vanished into the night, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

The next day.

Ji Gui saw those blurry figures in his dreams again. He lay among them, watching their lips move.

The surrounding scenery was bizarre and dizzying.

He heard them say:

Why not choose to die?

But it doesn’t matter.

The true harsh winter has not yet arrived.

We will watch you forever, following you like a shadow.

Ji Gui forced his eyelids open, his lips trembling as he asked, Who… are you?

Hehehehehe.

Laughter erupted all around him, rustling like small animals fumbling in the dark. In the distance, the sound of fingernails scratching against the floor joined in.

Then, a flash of light appeared. He opened his eyes to find himself back in the familiar hospital room.

Ji Gui took a deep breath and exhaled, unsure whether he felt relieved or disappointed. That familiar person with the blurred face was still standing beside him.

Shang looked at him and shrugged helplessly. Jiang Nailing saved you yesterday.

…Mm. Ji Gui didn’t know what to say.

Recalling the feeling of falling into the water the previous day, he knew he would never try it a second time. However, his heart was strangely calm now, as if nothing could stir his emotions.

Just then, Jiang Nailing pushed the door open. Following behind her was someone Ji Gui recognized—Rick, the butler.

Seeing that Ji Gui was still on an IV drip, Rick frowned slightly and looked at Jiang Nailing. Is he still not well?

Jiang Nailing remained composed. She walked quickly to Ji Gui’s bedside, naturally checking the IV tube while explaining to Rick, Mr. Rick, please don’t misunderstand. Master Ji Gui went downstairs to play yesterday afternoon while dressed too lightly, so he caught a bit of a cold and a low fever. That’s why we’re giving him an IV.

She absolutely could not mention Ji Gui’s escape or his jump into the river!

Rick nodded. How much longer?

Relieved, Jiang Nailing immediately said, Just another half hour.

Ji Gui watched them silently, saying nothing. It was only now that he realized he was going back. He had originally hoped to return sooner—the sooner the better, to get it over with. But now that it was time to leave, he felt a flicker of cowardice.

He sighed inwardly and closed his eyes to rest.

So be it.

As they were leaving, Ji Gui followed behind Rick, watching Jiang Nailing take out medicine bottles one by one, explaining to Rick when each should be taken.

Then she took out another pile of medicine. These are psychiatric drugs…

She hesitated, glancing at Ji Gui several times. Rick immediately understood and was about to tell Ji Gui to wait outside the room, but Ji Gui had already left of his own accord.

Jiang Nailing was surprised. She hadn’t expected someone so young to be so perceptive.

She told Rick about Ji Gui talking to himself and to the air, hoping they would pay more attention to his mental health.

Rick’s expression didn’t change as he listened. He simply asked, Aside from that, has he shown any other dangerous behavior?

No… Jiang Nailing said. She could never reveal that Ji Gui had jumped into the river, but she couldn’t make things sound too perfect either. She changed her tone. However, he has been depressed lately and is very likely to engage in extreme behavior. You should be prepared.

Mhm. As long as he takes his medicine on time, it should be fine, right? Rick asked.

Seeing Rick’s expression, Jiang Nailing knew he didn’t care. She shook her head inwardly, thinking she had done her best. You could say that.

Shortly after, Ji Gui got into the car for the return journey.

Back in that familiar room at the Yuan residence, Ji Gui lay down immediately. The weather outside was very cold and he didn’t want to go out. The room was still spotless and well-cleaned.

Shang stayed by his side until he slowly fell asleep.

At noon, Ji Gui was shaken awake by a maid. Once he was awake, she brought his meal to him. He looked at her in confusion. I can go to the dining room to eat myself.

The maid shook her head firmly. No. The butler said you must take your medicine on time, so I will be delivering your meals until you are well.

Ji Gui couldn’t argue. He could only finish his meal under the maid’s watchful eye and then take the medicine in front of her.

This time, Shang was lying on Ji Gui’s bed, yawning as he said nonchalantly, Ah Gui, some of those are psychiatric drugs. You’re not sick, are you sure you want to take them?

Because the maid was present, Ji Gui didn’t speak. He waited until she left before saying, I don’t know. I had that dream again last night. It felt so real, with many people talking to me. And… the fact that I can see you is strange enough, isn’t it? Maybe I really am sick…

Uh… don’t overthink it, or you’ll end up making yourself sick. I am real; there’s no need to doubt that. Otherwise, who closed the window for you in the hospital? Who taught you to read? Who taught you to build a snowman? Shang listed the events one by one.

Ji Gui fell silent for a moment after hearing this, then whispered, I don’t know… and I always feel like you’re strange toward me. Sometimes you’re good to me, sometimes you like to play tricks on me, and… do you want me to die?

It was impossible for him not to notice Shang’s attitude, so his feelings toward Shang were complicated. After thinking calmly this morning, he realized that Shang had deliberately lured him out of the hospital and planted the idea of escaping in his mind.

But everyone knew that someone Ji Gui’s age had no ability to survive independently. Shang claimed he wanted Ji Gui to be free, but if he were truly well-intentioned, he wouldn’t have just stood behind Ji Gui and watched him walk toward the lake.

He had even induced Ji Gui to close his eyes and jump into the river at the end.

Ji Gui stroked his arms, trembling slightly. He still couldn’t let go of the suffocation and cold from yesterday.

Shang burst out laughing, rolling around on the bed. Alright, I just hope we can become one. To become one, death is necessary. From the first moment I saw you, I knew you were a part of me, or I was a part of you.

But then I thought about it, and this is something you have to choose for yourself, isn’t it?

Ji Gui said nothing, watching him quietly.

Shang lay on the bed with his arm over his forehead, a slight smile on his lips and a pleasant tone. Believe me, I want you to escape your current situation more than anyone else.

Ji Gui was skeptical. Shang was a mystery to him. A blurred face, a mysterious identity, sometimes good and sometimes bad—he couldn’t see through Shang.

Who exactly are you? At least tell me that, okay? Ji Gui said.

I… used to live in this room too, Shang said slowly.

Ji Gui’s eyes widened. He couldn’t imagine it and hurriedly asked, You were one of the Master’s people too?

At that moment, he remembered the words Ivy had used to threaten him when they first met. She had said, The Master is very patient with well-behaved people, just like the person who lived in your room before. He liked the Master a lot at first. But later, he became too troublesome and wanted more… and then he disappeared.

In a way. I’m just like you, Shang admitted freely.

This time, the way Ji Gui looked at Shang became much more complicated. He said cautiously, I want to ask you a question…

Before he could finish, Shang said directly, Go ahead, don’t be polite.

How did you die? Ji Gui weighed his tone, which was filled with caution, sympathy, and various other emotions, before looking carefully at Shang.

Shang changed his position to lean against the pillow. After stretching, he said casually, Yuan Hui doesn’t like them when they get older. Once the time is up, they get sent away. Usually, they’re sent to those pleasure houses—after all, those are his own businesses. They’re sent in for recycling. And then, after being used and used, they die.

Ji Gui’s heart hammered as he heard this, and he couldn’t help but worry about his own future. He didn’t think he had any unique charm that would make Yuan Hui make an exception for him.

He asked two questions in a row: Then why did you come back after you died? And how old were you when the Master sent you away?

Because of fate, I suppose. Fate destined that I would come back and meet you.

As for back then… let me think. I should have been fifteen. Don’t worry, you still have a few years.

Shang crossed his legs casually, as if he were telling someone else’s story.

After hearing this, Ji Gui’s mind was filled with the thought that he would be abandoned in a few years. He was in no mood for conversation. He was worried, thinking repeatedly about what he could do to make Yuan Hui keep him.

What was special about him?

Yuan Hui had no shortage of Omegas, and every one of them was well-behaved, sensible, beautiful, and skilled at acting spoiled. What did he have to compete with?

When the time came, he would be kicked out and forced into a life of receiving guests every day—yes, he knew about that, since someone used to threaten him with it every day.

At this thought, he sat up abruptly, feeling extremely uneasy. He had to do something… he had to. He took a deep breath, preparing to go find Yuan Hui.

Maybe Yuan Hui would have a momentary change of heart and let him stay.

Even though he knew the possibility was slim, Ji Gui couldn’t give up.

Shang watched him from behind and knew his thoughts instantly. Shang simply waved at him. I won’t be following you. Good luck.

Ji Gui nodded, went outside, found the butler, and asked where the Master was.

Generally speaking, they could ask the butler about Yuan Hui’s whereabouts. The butler had his own discretion and knew what should and shouldn’t be said.

Yuan Hui also permitted this behavior; after all, he enjoyed the process of these pets coming to him to act spoiled.

Rick gave Ji Gui a surprised look and asked, Master Ji Gui, are you feeling better?

He wasn’t worried about Ji Gui’s health, but rather that Ji Gui’s cold hadn’t healed and might infect Yuan Hui.

Ji Gui immediately stated, Don’t worry, I’m better now after finishing the IV this morning.

That’s good. However, the Master is not at the manor at the moment. Come back and ask in a few days. Rick replied with a smile.

Ji Gui was disappointed and wanted to ask where Yuan Hui had gone, but he immediately shut his mouth and bowed before leaving. Since he couldn’t find Yuan Hui, Ji Gui had no choice but to wander around the corridors.

Although the manor was large, bumping into acquaintances was inevitable, as they all lived in the same building.

So, seeing Ivy wasn’t surprising; such encounters happened every day in the dining room. In short, Ji Gui didn’t want to see her, so he stopped in his tracks as soon as he spotted her from a distance.

In the distance, Ivy had her head lowered and her face was slightly flushed, looking as if she had been drinking. As she got closer, Ji Gui noticed her steps were unsteady, her ears were red as blood, and she was breathing heavily.

Ji Gui looked left and right, but there was only the corridor. With no way to retreat, he had to stand to the side and pray that Ivy would leave quickly.

As the distance between them closed, Ivy looked up and saw Ji Gui. She withdrew her gaze weakly, having no intention of speaking to him.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, her legs gave way and she collapsed right in front of Ji Gui.

Ji Gui was stunned. He wavered between pretending he hadn’t seen anything and going over to help her up.

After a moment’s thought, he chose to help Ivy. If he pretended not to see, Ivy would surely complain and hold him accountable when she woke up. He would just consider it a small favor.

He crouched down, grabbed Ivy’s wrist, and helped her up. Ivy hadn’t fainted; her breathing was heavy, and her hot breath brushed against Ji Gui’s face, carrying a faint fragrance.

She leaned her entire body weight on Ji Gui and said in a voice as thin as silk, Thank you. To the infirmary.

Ji Gui felt a bit strange. So… we have an infirmary here?

He had been to the hospital twice and thought that one could only go to the hospital when sick.

Ivy frowned, her voice growing weaker, yet her impatience was still audible. Of course we do… but serious illnesses require the hospital… go that way.

Minor illnesses naturally referred to things like colds. For something like the knife wound Ji Gui had suffered before, they went to a large hospital to be safe. Drowning also generally required a hospital check-up.

She lifted a trembling finger and pointed in a direction.

Ji Gui could only accept his bad luck and lead Ivy toward the infirmary.

Ivy was taller than him, and Ji Gui was nearly exhausted by the time he got her to the infirmary.

In the infirmary was a doctor who looked to be in his thirties. He performed a simple check and gave a diagnosis: She’s in heat. A few injections of suppressants will fix it.

Ivy lay on the hospital bed on her side, her hair clinging to her cheeks, a faint sadness tinging her azure eyes.

She said directly, No, I want to wait for the Master to return.

The doctor gave her a disapproving look and went to the medicine cabinet to prepare the injection. Ivy was almost in tears as she pulled the blanket over herself and sobbed quietly.

Her muffled voice came from under the blanket: I don’t want it. The Master said he would mark me during my first heat. I want to wait for him to come back. Don’t give it to me.

Ji Gui originally wanted to ask what heat meant, but seeing Ivy like this, he just kept his mouth shut.

The doctor returned to the bedside with the prepared syringe and a small bottle of transparent suppressant, his brow furrowed. Miss Ivy, heat isn’t something you can get through with willpower alone. The pheromone levels in your body are rising sharply. If you don’t use suppressants to intervene, you will be in a lot of pain.

Ivy wrapped the blanket tighter, shaking her head vigorously inside. I don’t want it! Just give me some fever-reducing medicine! The Master promised… he said he would mark me… I can bear it! I must wait for him to return!

Just give me some fever-reducing medicine.

The doctor sighed, his tone softening. Mr. Yuan is busy with many affairs, and his return date is uncertain. What if he doesn’t come back tonight, or even tomorrow? Do you plan to just endure it like this? Use the suppressants to get through this heat smoothly first, and wait for Mr. Yuan to return. Marking doesn’t become impossible just because you used suppressants.

He stepped closer, gesturing with the syringe. This won’t hurt, don’t worry. It’ll be over soon.

However, Ivy’s reaction became even more intense. She practically screamed from under the blanket, You don’t understand! You don’t understand anything! I don’t want the injection! I want to wait for the Master!!

The doctor looked at Ivy, who was curled into a ball and refusing to communicate, and shook his head helplessly.

For some Omegas who were deeply caught in a certain obsession, especially when their emotions were fluctuating wildly during heat, any persuasion could be futile.

He stood there, unsure of what to do for a moment, and could only observe her condition first.

Ji Gui watched silently from the side. His intuition told him he should leave now, but he couldn’t move his feet.

He remembered the maid telling him about marking. Marking could increase the affection between an Omega and an Alpha. If he could be marked by Yuan Hui…

Soon, the movement under the blanket ceased. The doctor lifted the blanket and found that Ivy had fallen asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief and immediately gave her the injection.

Then he looked at Ji Gui. Master Ji Gui, Miss Ivy can stay here to rest for a while. You can also stay to look after her.

Ji Gui didn’t want to look after Ivy. He had a more pressing question. Um, Doctor, when will I have my heat and be marked?

You… The doctor looked at him with a complex, hesitant expression. Wait a few more years.

Okay. Having received his answer, Ji Gui immediately said his goodbyes and left.

He didn’t know how many years it would be. When he returned to his room, Shang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. Sensing Ji Gui’s entrance, Shang opened his eyes and yawned.

You’re back. How was it?

Ji Gui shook his head. The Master isn’t home. But… have you ever been marked by the Master?

He marks his Omegas, Shang said flatly.

And then? Ji Gui pressed eagerly.

Now, he wouldn’t let any method of pleasing Yuan Hui slip by.

There is no and then. If I had to say, maybe he’ll be a bit gentler with you occasionally.

Occasionally?

Mhm. Just occasionally.

Ji Gui sat on the bed, not knowing what to say. He wanted to please Yuan Hui but had no idea where to start.

Yuan Hui didn’t return for several days. Ivy had been in low spirits lately and had no desire to argue with Ji Gui; every time they crossed paths, she walked past without a glance.

As for Yao, Ji Gui hadn’t seen him for several days either. Upon asking, he found out that Yuan Hui had taken him out. Ji Gui couldn’t describe his feelings, only that his heart felt heavy.