All My Colleagues Are Animals 88p1

Chapter 88 p1

That morning.

Pei the Red Panda admired her human for a moment, and then finally reacted—

The human was not suddenly asleep, but seemed to have fainted!

Her gaze trembled, and she quickly dialed 120.

There was a hospital nearby, and the ambulance arrived quickly. Pei the Red Panda watched with a worried gaze as the paramedics took the human away.

“Can I come up?” she asked.

“What is your relationship with her?” a paramedic asked in return.

Pei the Red Panda paused for a beat and, blinking her clear peach blossom eyes, said:

“She’s mine.”

The paramedic: “…”

The paramedic: “You can come up.”

And so, Pei the Red Panda got into the car.

The human was lying flat on the paramedic’s little white bed, her eyes squeezed shut, and the flush on her cheeks showed a certain fragility.

Pei the Red Panda sat on the side, and as she watched, her heart was gradually as if squeezed, and she was suddenly overcome with sadness.

The human she had just taken a liking to, was she not going to leave just like Grandma Meng had…

Seeing the beautiful woman’s misty peach blossom eyes, a paramedic said:

“Her vital signs are all normal. From your description, she should have just fainted for a short time from shock. It’s not a big problem.”

“Thank you.”

Pei the Red Panda’s heart immediately relaxed.

On the way to the hospital in the ambulance, she carefully held the bird the human had rescued in her arms and made a call to Doctor Liu for help.

Then, while admiring the young woman’s gentle and fresh face, which hit her, a little red panda, right in the heart, she thought about what kind of posture she should use to possess this human—

Should she lift her head proudly and say directly, “You are my, a little red panda’s”?

Or should she be a little more tactful and say implicitly, “From now on, you will dry my fur and paws for me”?

Or should she be dignified and proper, and ask politely, “Hello, can you live at my place?”

Pei the Red Panda was in a dilemma.

After a moment’s thought, she felt that none of these methods were good enough.

And, for the time being, she could not let the human know that she was a red panda.

…

Ten minutes later.

The human was placed in a hospital ward and underwent some routine physical examinations.

And while she was going to pay the fees for the human, Pei the Red Panda unintentionally ran into a dramatic scene—

She saw three female humans pulling at each other in a corner of the hospital.

One of the humans was teary-eyed. “So… so you’re not just keeping me. And you give me eight thousand a month, but you give her ten thousand…”

Another human unhurriedly smoothed her hair. “So, do you understand? She loves me more. You should go.”

Pei the Red Panda was slightly stunned and, for a moment, forgot to blink her peach blossom eyes.

The conversation was short, but it revealed key information and gave the still-dilemma-ridden, smart little red panda an idea—

Raising a human is clearly an expression of love, and also a natural way of possessing the other person.

Perhaps it’s just like a human taming a little dog.

With a sudden enlightenment, Pei the Red Panda licked the tip of her teeth with pleasure.

She, a little red panda, has money, and she’s not fickle. It’s enough to just raise this human today.

She will absolutely not let her human fall into a comparison and confrontation with others, let alone make the other person sad and cry.

The passerby had given eight thousand, ten thousand. She would give her human thirty thousand, and would continue to add more in the future.

This was the exclusive doting of a little red panda.

Pei the Red Panda, while imagining this, paid the fees and, satisfied, was about to turn and leave.

But she heard the humans over there still arguing—

“When you offered to raise me, you even threw the money in my face. From beginning to end, you never respected my feelings.”

“To be honest, I’ve had enough of this life of being treated as a commodity. I’m leaving, and we’ll never see each other again!”

Pei the Red Panda had a realization.

So if you want to raise a human, you absolutely cannot be simple and crude.

…

The little red panda’s account of this reunion revealed an obvious fact—

She had fallen in love with the human at first sight.

Ye Qingyu’s lower lip tightened as she listened, and a certain hot, tingling, and itchy feeling began to dance at the tip of her heart.

In the midst of the pounding, it silently spread to her limbs.

She was eager to confirm, but because her mothers were by her side, she struggled to suppress the impulse.

She just lifted the little red panda up a little and, in the darkness, silently and lightly bit her furry ear, the tip of her teeth carrying a certain overflowing joy.

“So, that’s why you put up a poster in the promotional column next to my company’s main gate?”

“Mmm.”

Pei the Little Able Cat’s paws stretched out like an orchid. “I also sent a little beast to hand out flyers to you.”

The little red panda had learned from the others’ lessons and had thoughtfully chosen a way that a human would be more likely to accept to raise the other person.

And just as the little red panda was working hard to possess the human, Ye Qingyu had also resolutely taken her own step—

That day, when she had woken up in the hospital, Ye Qingyu had had a splitting headache and had only vaguely remembered a bird falling on her umbrella. She had no other impression.

But something seemed to be different.

It was as if a wisp of reddish-brown had been quietly injected into her black-and-white life. It had ignited all the colors like a firework, and so the world had suddenly bloomed in a riot of color.

This brilliant color, like an invisible hand, had forcefully pulled Ye Qingyu out of the dark abyss she had been in for ten years—

There was no longer a need to numb herself with busyness to avoid an unknown pain.

The long-lost completeness and happiness were right in front of her.

She had, instinctively, eagerly, and without regard for herself, rushed toward it.

A few days later, Ye Qingyu had submitted her resignation letter.

…

Savoring the past, the initial taste was bitter and astringent.

But now that she had reached completeness, the aftertaste was clear and sweet.

The family of four, with tears in their smiles, finally fell asleep peacefully in the starry sky room.

To take care of the fluffy red panda, the indoor air conditioner was set to a low temperature.

The covers were a little thin, and a warm little red panda blanket was unconsciously fought over by the sleeping humans.

“Ying.”

The little red panda blanket had just been held by her mother for ten minutes when it was hugged by a pair of reaching hands, and then the whole thing fell into another clear and fragrant embrace.

Holding the little red panda tightly, Ye Qingyu sighed with satisfaction in her sleep.

The kung fu red panda had not even had time to use her paws, and in her deep sleep, she let out a helpless, light “ying,” and clutched the human’s collar.

But not long after, her large, fluffy tail was gently held.

A little cold, the sleeping Ms. Ye wanted to cover her own belly with the fluffy tail.

But a pair of hands suddenly reached out from her waist and held her.

It was the half-asleep Xiao Yu, who held Ye Zhao tightly, her whole body pressed against her like a large puppy, her whole body warm.

And so, this battle for the red panda blanket finally and silently ended.

…

On Saturday, the family of four slept in.

Xiao Yu happily went to make breakfast, and Ye Qingyu also slipped into the kitchen to wash bamboo leaves and cut fruit for the red panda.

Ye Zhao, on the other hand, turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, combing the fur of the little red panda cub who was spread out like a fluffy pancake on her lap.

The morning news was broadcasting with a solemn voice:

“An investigation will be launched into the serious violations of discipline and law by the Minister of Public Security, Zhou Ren…”

Ms. Ye looked up and saw that on the news screen, a photo of Zhou Ren was being shown.

She looked away with a faint expression.

She and Xiao Yu had joined forces, and the evidence they had obtained was enough to have the evil-doer Zhou Ren shot several times.

She looked down at the lazy little red panda cub in her arms, and a certain affection appeared in Ye Zhao’s gaze.

The thought that the little red panda, who had been spoiled since she was little, had once wandered outside, worked hard, starved, and endured loneliness, made her heart clench with a sour feeling.

If only Rong Bao had never left, how wonderful would that be?

This little red panda would not have suffered a single bit of hardship and would have always been held in their palms like a precious treasure.

Ye Zhao took a deep breath and secretly reined in her thoughts.

She continued to gently comb the little red panda’s fur and teased, “Honey, did you turn into a kung fu red panda again last night? Your fur is all messy.”

The Pei the Little Able Cat, who had actually been fought over by the humans, licked the tip of her teeth innocently. …

This was the most wronged episode of a little red panda.

…

After finishing breakfast, Ye Zhao and Xiao Yu went out.

“Green Bird” was on the verge of collapse, and many things were waiting for them to deal with.

And with the mother group bearing the weight, the little beast group was naturally left with a period of peace and quiet.

Bzz-bzz—

The phone suddenly vibrated.

Ye Qingyu was sitting on the sofa and took out her phone.

She had thought it was a WeChat message, but she found that it was actually a new email reminder—the “Small Animals Have Something to Say” bot had a new submission from a fan!

She clicked on the floating window, and the content of the email jumped out:

[Chu: What should I do if the little cat I like is ignoring me?]

Ye Qingyu paused slightly.

The bot’s submissions required everyone to brainstorm and reply appropriately, and to be included in the next issue of the magazine.

And so, she took a screenshot of the email and sent it to the studio’s group chat.

Everyone was online, and the group chat was on fire for a moment.

Nian Qiu: [We actually have a real fan submission?!]

Gu Yue: [“Small Animal Survival Guide,” you’re really famous now… I forgot the middle, and I forgot the end.]

Shui Zhu: [I ship it. I can smell a ‘chasing the 1 to the crematorium,’ arc [starry eyes] — (a trope where one partner grovels for forgiveness after a breakup)]

Seeing the little beasts actively spamming the screen for a long while, Ye Qingyu couldn’t help but laugh.

She typed: [What do you all think is an appropriate reply?]

Bai Shuang, who had not popped up in a hundred years, suddenly spoke: [It doesn’t seem like she likes her that much.]

The moment she said this, the WeChat group, which had been constantly jumping with new messages, suddenly froze and fell into a strange silence.

Ye Qingyu reacted, and this sentence was Bai Shuang’s suggested reply.

After a moment, Gu Yue said what was on her mind:

[Sister Shuang, this ‘little cat’ isn’t you, is it?]

Bai Shuang immediately sent: [No.]

She immediately added: [I don’t know anyone with the surname Chu.]