You Are Deep in The Stars

When they got home that night, it was already close to four in the morning. After Bai Xi took a shower, he fell asleep and didn’t wake up until lunchtime. Without washing his face or brushing his teeth, he called Liu Chunchun first, fully expressing his care and concern for his friend.

“I, I, I… feel okay,” Liu Chunchun’s voice was obviously teary, and he sounded very panicked. “It’s just that the Hermès plates at home are flying everywhere. I’m scared.”

Bai Xi yawned and said, “Goodbye.”

Liu Chunchun threw away his phone and opened his arms to catch the teapot flying toward him. As soon as he hurriedly put it back in its place, another spoon flew up, followed by a clinking sugar bowl.

The chaos was all because Mr. Wang was having lunch.

After experiencing the initial anxiety of his identity being exposed, he had completely regained his composure and was too lazy to make any more cover-ups, forcing Liu Chunchun to watch the flying bathrobe, coffee machine, and plates. All things were flying, and he was tragically hit on the head with eighteen spoons in a row within the same hour.

Wang Yuanchen supported his head with one hand and held a coffee cup without a spoon in the other. He said expressionlessly, “You’re in the way.”

Liu Chunchun, exhausted, weakly protested that even alien friends must pay attention to basic laws and at least give some comfort during such times.

Mr. Wang, in a good mood, hooked his fingers and sprinkled a handful of beautiful gems on the coffee table in the living room. They splashed everywhere, like a bright and gorgeous rain of stars.

Liu Chunchun was too late to stop him and could only stare dumbly as it happened, then squatted on the carpet resignedly, picking up diamonds with dim eyes, like Cinderella digging beans in the ashes.

“I can’t do it without picking them up,” he called Han Zhuo, crying. “It’ll stab my foot if I don’t pay attention. What should I do then?”

Bai Xi was next to Han Zhuo, holding ice cream and laughing.

“You don’t care about me, Brother Bai!” Liu Chunchun complained angrily.

“Probably not.” Mr. Han looked at his watch and explained politely, “It isn’t even half past six yet. I’m not his boss, I had no right to control Mr. Wang.”

Liu Chunchun felt tight in his chest: “It’s almost six o’clock.”

“Not yet.” Han Zhuo hung up the phone just as the second hand overlapped with 12, so he said, “OK, it’s okay now. It’s been too cold recently. Don’t eat more ice cream in the future.”

“Teacher Han!” Bai Xi took the last spoonful. “Let’s order takeout tonight. I have to work overtime.”

“How about going back now?” Han Zhuo closed his computer. “There’s another cold wave tonight. It would be very cold at midnight.”

“Really?” Bai Xi didn’t think much about it. After hearing what he said, he readily agreed and went home to work overtime, drinking chicken soup with the documents in hand.

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The lights in the villa were dim, and Aunt Li was holding a knitting basket, teaching Bai Xi while watching him eat. There was endless money to be made, but good health was the most important thing. She worked overtime every day, and she knew about sub-health. She had been on the news network.

“I know, I know.” Bai Xi was good at coaxing her, nodding his head like garlic while eating. “I will definitely pay attention to it in the future.”

“This is how you obey.” Aunt Li was really satisfied and asked again, “Where is Mr. Han?”

“He is going out,” Bai Xi said, gnawing on the chicken leg. “Said he want to find a friend.” He said this vaguely, just wanting to move on quickly. In fact, Han Zhuo said he was going to the bar on Qiye Road for Zhao Xiaojuan.

But Aunt Li just said casually, “Oh.”

‘Go wherever you like.’

Completely uninterested.

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A taxi stopped steadily near the office building. Han Zhuo handed the driver a hundred yuan, looking very hurried.

He actually planned to visit the garbage dump again.

According to data, it was originally a small town. Later, due to the environmental pollution caused by the electronic component factory, the residents moved collectively, and Shishui Town became a garbage dump in Shishui.

The crying that Bai Xi heard last night wasn’t wrong. The sobs were mixed in the wind and could be clearly heard. In fact, there was no need to guess; Han Zhuo could already estimate where the sound came from, but he still decided to verify it himself and find out the power behind this hidden research institute. If it was Shi Tian’s underground warehouse or Wu Zigang’s third laboratory, or something else.

The surrounding scene shook slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, the surroundings had turned into a huge mountain of garbage. Alone this time, Mr. Han took out a handkerchief from his pocket and covered his mouth and nose. He didn’t want to endure the disgusting smell there for a minute, let alone enjoy a walk around but still…

The wind was still cold, rustling thousands of garbage bags as they piled up into mountains in the darkness, casting ugly alien shadows on the ground.

Han Zhuo sneezed involuntarily.

It wasn’t a cold, it wasn’t a fever, just a very uncomfortable nose.

At the same time, another cry came; this time it sounded like a tiny baby.

Han Zhuo hid in the darkness and walked over quietly.