Chapter 62 Calcium Supplement Atmosphere Lamp

Chapter 62: Calcium Mood Light

It was already late at night when they returned from the Administration Bureau.

Lin Jianyuan’s steps were a bit unsteady, so his roommate extended an intestine to support him.

Lin Jianyuan turned around.

"Though it’s not the first time..." Lin Jianyuan scratched his head, gazing somewhat dazedly at his own front door, "I still think teleportation is amazing."

Thankfully, there was teleportation.

Otherwise, the subway and buses would have stopped running at this hour.

Out in the remote wilderness, there were no shared bikes either.

The only option would have been to call a ride-share service.

But even then, the driver might not have been willing to come—after all, people who commit murders often know this is a popular spot.

The only hope would have been to offer extra money and pray the driver agreed.

But the remote wilderness is truly isolated, and cab fares are already expensive late at night. Who knows how much it would have cost to travel dozens of kilometers back...

Oh wait, I almost forgot—I’m now a civil servant, and our household earns 3 million RMB a year. Maybe we should buy two cars—one for him and one for my wife. But wait, my wife can teleport, so does she even need a car? Hold on, can my wife even drive?

Can my wife get a driver’s license?

Since my wife has an ID card, can she take the driving test?

Lin Jianyuan drifted into thought.

Lin Jianyuan’s brain: Never mind. That’s just too absurd.

"Wife, wife." Lin Jianyuan instantly tossed the strange question aside and happily took his roommate by the duodenum. "Come quick! I want to show you something!"

"What is it?" The roommate’s lips curled up, his tone sweet. "You’ve given me so many surprises these past few days. So many. I’m almost overwhelmed."

Whoo! Wife!

Even before he revealed the surprise, the emotional support was already overflowing!

Wife! His wife!

How is his wife so wonderful!

Lin Jianyuan, feeling pleased, pulled out a little toy from his laptop bag.

The one he hadn’t brought to the Administration Bureau—Shy LEGO.

Shy LEGO shook nervously.

Under the gaze of the Class S heretic and the Class S heretic’s partner, even its voice shook.

"H-H-H-H-Hello!"

Although the spine had no throat, its vocal cords were pressed against a fascia gun.

Lin Jianyuan turned back suspiciously. "Are there a lot of people in the house?"

"Yikes!" The shy spine had no mouth but still choked on its own saliva. "S-S-S-S-Sorry! I didn’t mean it like that!"

"Alright, I’ll stop teasing you."

Lin Jianyuan was in a good mood tonight. He pinched the spine’s bony part and said, "LEGO, LEGO! Time for a calcium boost!"

"Happy to serve you!"

Like Pavlov’s spine, it reflexively stood at attention and shouted.

"What is it? What do you want to show me?"

The roommate tilted his "head," propping his chin in his hand.

Lin Jianyuan ran to the door.

Click.

He turned off the light.

The small, narrow, cramped rented room darkened.

Tiny white specks of light, like glowing spores, quietly spread under the moonlight.

"Hehe, isn’t it so—oof!" Lin Jianyuan stumbled forward in the dark and unexpectedly bumped into a table.

Before he could fall, a length of intestines stretched out.

Steadily caught him.

Lin Jianyuan blinked in the darkness.

The soft glow from the spine was still too dim to let him see his surroundings clearly.

He could only be led by his roommate’s intestines, following their lead, step by step until he made his way over.

"...Isn’t it beautiful?"

Lin Jianyuan felt his way to sit beside his roommate.

He heard a low laugh beside his ear.

The roommate said nothing.

Lin Jianyuan had expected him to say something like "pretty" or "so pretty" in a sugary and cute tone.

But he said nothing.

He just laughed.

His deep voice carried an unexpected sensuality in the darkness.

...Something felt off.

Lin Jianyuan’s face grew warm.

He realized that ever since his roommate’s true identity was revealed, something seemed different.

It seemed... he wasn’t as innocent and sweet anymore...

It kept getting more and more...

"Mmm, hmm..."

Taken by surprise, Lin Jianyuan's mouth was sealed.

His roommate slid in like a little snake, gently prying his lips apart.

Lin Jianyuan felt like a clam being pried open and eaten.

"Mm, mm..."

Lin Jianyuan felt a bit dizzy for a moment, but the last shreds of rationality in his mind still made him struggle.

His roommate caught on.

The intestines slipped into Lin Jianyuan's pants pockets, fished out all the little toys, pushed open the bedroom door, and dumped the toys inside.

The small toys let out a chorus of colorful screams.

In the dark living room, only a Social Anxiety Mood Light remained.

The calcium-supplement mood light left behind on purpose: "QAQ!!!"

Don’t just leave me here!!!

You're being romantic, but can you think about us socially anxious lights?!

...No.

Lin Jianyuan was kissed until he was dazed, his whole body weak. He was oxygen-deprived.

The back of his head and the small of his back were supported by his roommate. Some thing was coiled around him in circles, holding him tightly.

It pulled him closer.

Kissed him deeper.

Devouring him whole.

No... Lin Jianyuan's mind grew foggy, musing dazedly:

How did he understand...

He just... mm... made a few noises...

How did his roommate understand what he was trying... mm... to say...

So weird.

So weird.

Ah, I remember.

Is it because his roommate is devouring his mouth?

His roommate said that eating his lips could read his thoughts...

Then doesn't that mean... mm... he had no... mm, no... secrets left...

Oh no...

Oops... but that’s hilarious...

Kissing spills secrets... so funny...

Lin Jianyuan's head spun dizzily, badly oxygen-deprived, his vision went dark.

But the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.

His roommate suddenly stopped.

"Breathe."

His roommate squeezed his lips together.

In a voice that felt somewhat unfamiliar.

But made his scalp tingle with its deep, amused murmur:

"Why’re you not breathing again?"

Lin Jianyuan was too dazed to respond.

Until his roommate bit his lip and breathed a puff of air into his slightly parted, forgotten-to-close mouth.

Only then did Lin Jianyuan jolt back to awareness.

Instantly, his face turned bright red!

"Did I kiss you stupid?"

His roommate laughed again.

Perhaps because they were in the dark, his voice was barely a whisper.

So very soft, as if speaking right by his ear.

Warm and moist, tickling his ear.

Lin Jianyuan shivered at the sensation, unable to bear it, and edged away.

His roommate said, "Don't move. You might fall."

Even so, he shot out his intestines.

No telling how many intestines woven into a squishy chair, cradling Lin Jianyuan’s back.

Lin Jianyuan: "...Pfft."

Good thing it's dark, or just imagining the scene would have him dying of laughter.

No.

Even if he can't see, it's still so funny!

"Ha ha ha ha..." Lin Jianyuan couldn't stop laughing as he patted the intestine chair.

"?" His roommate didn't understand why he suddenly started cracking up and poked his cheek in the dark with his duodenum.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Don't you think it's funny? Hahahahaha..."

"So what exactly are you laughing at?"

"You made me a wicker chair out of intestines, hahahaha... a wicker chair made of intestines... hahahahaha!"

"Is that really so funny?"

"Hahahaha, you usually have such a low bar for laughing, why aren't you laughing now... hahahaha I can't help it... I can't stop, hahahaha... it's so funny, really so funny, hahahaha..."

"Stop laughing!" The roommate, in a flustered panic, braced him with his body, "You're really going to fall!"

Lin Jianyuan laughed so hard his whole body shook.

Even the tightly entwined liver, gallbladder, spleen, pancreas, and bowels all shook along with him.

"Hey," the roommate sighed helplessly.

"Since when did you learn to sigh?" Lin Jianyuan hugged him tightly.

Suddenly realizing his wifey's body could turn into a rocker.

Or a swing.

Something like that, anyway.

He could hold his wifey, feet off the ground, swinging back and forth.

So fun.

The roommate said, "I learned it from you."

Lin Jianyuan: "Of all things to learn, you had to pick sighing."

Roommate: "Then what should I learn?"

Lin Jianyuan: "Learn to say 'I love you' every day like I do, learn to wake up every morning and say 'Hubby, you’ve gotten even handsomer today' as your first words."

The roommate also laughed, his guts quivering with mirth: "You’ve never said that!"

Lin Jianyuan: "Well, I don’t care!"

Roommate: "You don’t care?"

Lin Jianyuan: "I don’t!"

"Alright then," the roommate said with a helpless laugh, sighing softly. Then he leaned close to his ear, lips brushing against his earlobe, and whispered, "Hubby..."

Lin Jianyuan’s eyes widened in the darkness.

"Hubby, you’ve gotten even... ah."

Lin Jianyuan suddenly began struggling wildly.

Thump!

His digestive system didn’t have time to brace him, and Lin Jianyuan landed hard on the ground!

"What’s wrong?" The roommate hurriedly reached out with his guts to help him up, wanting to check where he’d fallen. "Does it hurt?"

"No, no, no!" Lin Jianyuan breathed rapidly, his face on fire, yet a weird dread gripped his heart.

An indescribable fear that made him feel... aroused.

Lin Jianyuan’s heart raced, his lips dry and his throat clenched.

What embarrassed him even more was that he’d gotten... aroused.

But he was a little scared.

He didn’t know why he was scared, nor why he felt this fear.

He felt something very strange deep in his gut, something burning, tight, vibrant, raging like fire.

It was that thing that frightened him.

But he didn’t dare dwell on it.

His human reason felt like a thread about to snap.

He was instinctively panicked.

Yet uncontrollably excited.

Something deep in his throat even quivered with thrill.

Making him want to swallow, to fill the void.

Making him want to cast aside all caution and burn all reason away.

He was afraid of his own excitement.

"...What’s wrong?"

The roommate, confused, got up to follow him.

"N-nothing."

Lin Jianyuan blushed furiously in the darkness, immensely grateful he’d turned off the lights earlier.

The roommate extended his duodenum, seemingly wanting to pinch his face.

Hey!

Hold it, guts!

No way I’m letting you touch my scorching-hot face!

Lin Jianyuan dashed into the bathroom: "I’m taking a shower, I stink!"

Roommate: "?"

Stink?

Do you?

The roommate tilted his "head" slightly.

Sniff, sniff.

Sniff, sniff.

It didn't smell bad.

There's only the scent of glandular fluid in the air.

...

Lin Jianyuan stepped out of the shower; the roommate had already turned on the lights.

The bright lighting calmed Lin Jianyuan down considerably.

Mainly, after getting a clear look at his wife's full appearance, Lin Jianyuan felt even calmer.

After all... it's just the digestive system...

Although he had once been diagnosed with a mental illness, Lin Jianyuan wasn't actually mentally ill.

That he could kiss his digestive system wife showed how much he loved her.

Expecting anything more would be pushing it.

Lin Jianyuan felt as if a wall of psychological defense had been erected in front of him.

It wasn’t that he was being prudish.

It was more like a self-preservation mechanism.

Just like how a normal person can't bring themselves to slice into their own finger with a knife, even if offered two million yuan.

That’s the self-preservation mechanism at work.

Fortunately, his wife had no such ideas either.

Looking at his wife lying on the bed, waving her appendix while scrolling through Xiaohongshu, Lin Jianyuan thought with relief:

Thank goodness his wife is pure, innocent, and naive!

His adorable wife wouldn’t even think about that sort of thing!

We'll cross that bridge later!

We’ll deal with that another time!

After showering, fresh and smelling great, Lin Jianyuan pounced onto the bed and hugged his wife.

After not holding her for a while, she had become cool and soft again.

Whoo! So fun to squeeze!

Hugging and cuddling, the two fooled around on the bed for a while longer.

Then it was time for lights out and sleep.

Before bed, Lin Jianyuan remembered that his phone had been buzzing earlier, so he took it out to check.

Sure enough, there were many unread messages.

Aside from work-related matters in the group chat, most were colleagues checking on him in all sorts of ways.

There was also a load of crap from the landlord.

The core message was: Rent's going up! Starting next month!

If you don’t agree, get out now!

Lin Jianyuan quickly opened XX Rental.

After a moment’s thought, he opened XX Home Buying.

He happily looked around for a bit before remembering that his bank balance was only 2,000 yuan.

Lin Jianyuan: "..."

What day of the month does the Management Bureau issue salaries?

"Babe, we're broke," Lin Jianyuan put down his phone and said sadly. "How about we catch that guy from last time, what's-his-name, Delirium, and hand him over? Then we can ask the Management Bureau for an advance allowance."

Roommate: "Ah, but I already tossed him out..."

Lin Jianyuan: "Where did you throw him?"

Roommate: "About 800 km out. I don’t remember exactly."

Lin Jianyuan: "Forget it. Anyway, we have to go to the Management Bureau tomorrow. If things get really bad, we can crash in the transition zone for a few days."

Meanwhile.

750 kilometers away.

Shi Shaoning, who had been urgently summoned for a mission while on a helicopter, was furiously barking into his headset.

"Why is it always me! Are you insane? 800 kilometers! You sent a helicopter 800 kilometers just to rope me into this!"

"Is our bureau so short-staffed that we’ve reached this point? What do you mean I have experience dealing with Delirium? What combat experience do you need to spray some toilet water?!!"

"If you want me dead, just shoot me instead of making me work overtime every day until I drop dead on a helicopter! I swear I’m going to die right here! I’m not joking! I’ll jump out of this helicopter and die right now!!! I'll make you watch me die!!!"