QT: The Host is Listless

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Hm, what was the son name again? He was a year older than Lan Xing, according to the memories but his face was a complete blur. Well, it doesn't matter. His business isn't to care about the past relationship of Lan Ming, his job was to whitewash Lan Xing. What to do, there's nothing for him to really whitewash at the moment. All the male leads had brain problems and no black materials are on the net, he can only wait.

How tragic, he will have to sleep through all this ^_^

"Then it doesn't matter, how are you holding up these days?" Shen Yi asked.

Lan Xing's lips twitched. "I'm officially sick of men. I'm never going to date someone ever again."

"Maybe the gender is wrong," Shen Yi pointed his finger at her rather rudely. "You're sick of men and hate them but are you tired of women?"

Lan Xing blinked. Then, realisation dawned upon her; Suddenly, it seems as if a whole new world had opened up to her. She grabbed Shen Yi's hands, "Ming'er, you're so smart! You don't mind having a sister-in-law, do you?"

"...No." Shen Yi twisted open the soup thermos. Didn't he just suggest the idea to her? Why would he suggest something he'd be uncomfortable with. This female lead was a bit... slow, wasn't she?

Just then, the inviting smell of freshly cooked soup penetrated the hospital ward. Both siblings eyed the thermos with surprise and Lan Xing swallowed her saliva. The smell of the soup was truly so tempting. Shen Yi narrowed his eyes, for a moment he stared at the soup that sat inside the thermos innocently.

"Shiba."

"Host~ you finally remembered me!" Shiba sounded out inside his mind. Then, the system shrieked in alarm. "Don't drink that soup! It's poisoned, host, it's poisoned! Throw it away, burn it in fire!"

Knew it. Shen Yi didn't say anything, just shook the thermos slightly and watched as the medicinal herbs run into each other. It truly looked innocent, completely harmless. Unfortunately, the most poisonous things are usually presented in the prettiest of ways.

"What kind of poison?" Shen Yi asked. Shiba went silent for a moment, the little thing was obviously coming up with a proper result.

"The type that will kill you in four years," Shiba whispered.

"Heh," a derisive laugh. Shen Yi sealed the thermos up once more under the confused gaze of his sister. He placed the object on the side table and smiled at his sister.

"The soup is poisoned."

"What?!" Lan Xing was instantly riled up. She nearly snatched the thermos right out of Shen Yi's hand but didn't manage it only because he held it out of her reach. He raised a hand and placed it on her shoulders, trying to calm her down.

"Calm down for a moment, jie." His words were as cold as ever, but the indifference in his eyes grew more prominent. It's unfortunate that the female lead, Lan Xing, was too distracted to pay attention.

"Calm down? You want me to relax after the shit you just dropped on me?!" Lan Xing blew up. Still, she inhaled almost painfully and collapsed back down on the chair. Her hands rubbed her forehead. "Okay, I'm calm. How do you know it's poisoned and why the fuck is it poisoned?"

Shen Yi raised a brow at her crude words and then twisted open the thermos again. Right before his eyes, Lan Xing's eyes snapped to the thermos and an almost addictive expression swept across her face. She seemed to have disregarded all the previous knowledge about it being poisoned and swallowed her saliva again. Shen Yi ruthlessly twisted the thermos back up, sealing the drug away.

Lan Xing snapped out of her daze and paled. "What was that?" She whispered, horrified.

"Poison." Was the calm answer. He handed it over to her, "It's best if you take advantage of the fact I'm in the hospital to get it tested."

"But, we haven't even seen Auntie YY in such a long time, why would she do this?" Lan Xing couldn't wrap her head around it. Even if her brother had his memories blurred, she remembered the kind lady who took care of them very clearly. Could someone change so much to the point of becoming... this?

"A gun may not know themselves to be a gun," Shen Yi paused after saying that. "It's as you said, we haven't seen her in such a long time— what is to say she'll still be nice to us?"

Lan Xing nodded, then she took the thermos and left the door frantically. She told Shen Yi to go sleep, to which he happily obliged. Curled up under the blankets and comfortably settling into the chasm of his pillow, the familiar voice of his system rang out.

Shiba pouted, "Host, are you just using the female lead to run errands for you?"

"Shut up."