Quick Transmigration and Childbirth: The Target is Not Human

Perhaps provoked, Yang Xiaoxue suddenly remembered who her friend's new boyfriend looked like.

It was that guy who abused her—Qin something, Qin Zhinan!

The previous case involved domestic violence; this one involves pregnancy before marriage.

Yang Xiaoxue's vision went black, and she almost fainted.

The man was busy in the kitchen, the sound of chopping ribs making a deafening "thump, thump, thump" noise.

Yang Xiaoxue had a bad feeling about Qin Zhinan's face, so she moved closer to her friend, glanced at Qin Zhinan #2, and unconsciously swallowed.

"I think you're really obsessed. Haven't you noticed how much he looks like your ex-boyfriend, whose surname is Qin?"

"Is there?"

"Of course! Their features are practically identical. Could they... even have the same 'hobbies'...?"

Xia Yangyang touched her nose guiltily: "That's impossible."

However, Qin Zhinan was already dead. Yang Xiaoxue knew this and chatted with him about this and that until she confirmed that her friend was indeed doing well, she gradually felt relieved.

She took her friend's hand, leaned forward, and said in a worried, low voice, "Yangyang, have you met your parents? You're an adult now. You can't just look at a man's face when you're looking for a partner. Getting pregnant and having a child is no small matter."

"If you two have known each other for very long, how long should you be together? If he loves you, he should respect you, not make you both pregnant and quit your job."

What I mean is, you must see a man's character clearly, and don't waste your life on someone who isn't worth it...

"Bang!"

The sudden loud noise in the kitchen startled Xia Yangyang and Yang Xiaoxue.

The two looked over and saw the man throwing the broken cutting board and the cleaver that had slipped from his hand into the trash can.

The blood from the ribs stained the man's forearm, making it look like a dismemberment scene at first glance.

Yang Xiaoxue felt a chill run down her spine, and her friend beside her had already stood up, no matter how hard she tried to pull her back.

"Just wait for me a moment." Xia Yangyang patted her hand reassuringly.

Then, Yang Xiaoxue saw her friend, heavily pregnant, go inside, say a few words to the man, and come out smiling with two glasses of hawthorn juice, handing one to her.

"Is he... alright?" Yang Xiaoxue asked, holding the cup in both hands and glancing at the kitchen a few more times.

Xia Yangyang smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's okay. We're not stewing ribs today. His steak is also delicious."

Yang Xiaoxue nodded like a chick pecking at rice: "Okay, I'm fine with anything."

Yang Xiaoxue always refrained from commenting on her friend's relationship.

In the adult world, the closer the friends are, the more they respect each other's boundaries.

Even if things go wrong and I really suffer a heartbreak, she'll always be there to support me, so things won't get so bad that I can't go on living.

Mr. Parasite placed the pan-fried steak and several delicious side dishes on the table.

It seemed much friendlier, and even offered Yang Xiaoxue a bowl and chopsticks and poured her some juice.

Xia Yangyang went to the restroom with peace of mind. When she came back, she saw Mr. Parasite staring intently at Yang Xiaoxue, his right hand pulling a fork out of the table.

Yang Xiaoxue sat at the table, her face pale, her body tense, her hands clasped together and huddled in front of her chest.

"What are you doing!" Xia Yangyang snapped.

He walked quickly to his friend and put one hand on her shoulder.

Mr. Parasite lowered his eyes, glancing at his lover's hand as he wiped the deformed fork: "There's a fly."

"Where are the flies?"

"It flew away."

"..."

Xia Yangyang's forehead was flushed with blood. If she looked like this, who would dare to associate with her in the future?

She gasped for breath and was about to speak when Mr. Parasite bowed his head and apologized to the terrified girl.

"I'm sorry, I startled you."

The attitude was sincere and the feelings were genuine.

After a while, Yang Xiaoxue's complexion improved. She took Xia Yangyang's hand and shook her head, "It's okay, Yangyang, sit down and eat."

Xia Yangyang glared at Mr. Parasite, deciding to settle the score with him later.

After the meal, it was raining quite heavily outside, but Yang Xiaoxue said she had to leave, otherwise she really wouldn't be able to leave soon.

Xia Yangyang tried to persuade him to stay a few more days if he couldn't leave.

But her friend kept shaking her head, looking quite frightened. Xia Yangyang realized that staying was definitely not better for her than driving in the rain.

The person washing dishes in the kitchen seemed relaxed and cheerful, humming a little tune.

Before leaving, Yang Xiaoxue risked her life to grab her hand and said, "I'll say it again: if there's anything you can't handle, just call me."

Xia Yangyang didn't refuse her kindness and nodded, "Okay!"

Another bolt of lightning struck outside the window, followed by a rumble of thunder.

Xia Yangyang called out to the kitchen, and Mr. Parasite took off his apron and walked over with his eyes clear again.

"Fei Mo, go and see Xiao Xue off."

Yang Xiaoxue's eyes widened, and she picked up her bag and waved her hand, "No need! I can do it myself! I really can!"

Mr. Parasite looked at his lover: "She said she can manage on her own."

Xia Yangyang: "No, it's raining so hard outside, I'm worried about it."

She knew that Mr. Parasite was just trying to scare her; he wouldn't actually do anything to harm Xiaoxue.

Compared to the danger of a girl driving alone in such a heavy rain, Xia Yangyang would rather have Mr. Parasite drive her friend home.

During the scuffle, Yang Xiaoxue's calf grazed the sofa leg.

The sofa legs are rounded and have no sharp edges.

However, the skin on her calf was extremely fragile, like a piece of thin paper that had been torn open, with a large hole from which blood was gushing out.

"Xiaoxue, your calf is bleeding."

Xia Yangyang quickly grabbed her to prevent her from retreating further.

Yang Xiaoxue paused for a moment, then looked down at her calf. The blood was faintly mixed with turbidity, soaking her white socks.

She smiled nonchalantly: "Oh, it's nothing. I was knocked down by someone a while ago and bumped into something. It always gets scraped easily, but it doesn't hurt."

Her friend said it was nothing, but Xia Yangyang found the sight of the blood flowing out truly horrifying.

"That won't do, Fei Mo, go get the first-aid kit."

Mr. Parasite didn't move, his downward-slanting gaze fixed on the flowing blood.

There seemed to be something other than blood churning inside the wound.

The moment it came into its line of sight, it hid its whiskers.

Xia Yangyang called out twice more.

Mr. Parasite looked away, grabbed his coat from the hanger and put it on: "I'll take her to the hospital."

*

Amidst Yang Xiaoxue's cries of "No need!" and "Really no need!", Mr. Parasite and his friend disappeared from sight.

Before leaving, Mr. Parasite instructed, "Stay at home and don't go out."

Seeing its 180-degree turn in reaction, Xia Yangyang frowned and nodded.

Ding!

The elevator is going down.

We've reached the second basement level.

Because of the heavy rain, the water in the underground parking garage had already submerged the flood control sandbags and reached ankle-deep.

Yang Xiaoxue's ulcerated calf was soaked with rainwater and emitted a putrid smell.

Mr. Parasite walked ahead, pressed the car key twice, and the bright white headlights shone into the murky rain.

Yang Xiaoxue stopped moving from a great distance.

Mr. Parasite opened the passenger door: "Get in, Miss Yang."

The figure stood there with its head down, like a pillar, motionless.

In the silence, two forces were subtly locked in confrontation.

A hoarse and shrill voice came from the girl's mouth.

Like torn sandpaper scraping against rusty iron, it has a decaying, nauseating texture.

"How despicable! Everyone had high hopes for killing 'it'..."

"..."

"It seems that killing you is the only option now."

As soon as she finished speaking, the girl's body was covered in a viscous, red, active substance, and her muscles developed to an abnormal degree.

Mr. Parasite's eyes suddenly turned cold and ruthless.

He swung his fist and smashed it at the fellow human in front of him.

Just as the fist was about to touch her, the substance on Yang Xiaoxue's face suddenly disappeared, revealing her terrified, deathly pale face.

"What's wrong with me... my body, what's happening to me?! Help! Help me!!"

Mr. Parasite's expression changed.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the tentacle of her right fist had already swung out, piercing straight through Mr. Parasite's body and slamming into the garage wall.

Yang Xiaoxue was terrified by what she saw!

Her struggling shadow stretched long in the headlights, rippling in the yellowish, murky water.

"Help! Help me!!"

"I can't control myself!!!"

Mr. Parasite looked at his own body, and when he looked up again, his eyes revealed an undisguised disgust and contempt.

Just then, it revealed its true form and devoured this detestable woman along with its own kind.

But then a sudden flashback appeared in my mind: in the kitchen, when it had broken the cutting board, Yangyang walked in and we had a conversation—

"You threatened me for her sake, humph!" It gripped the cutting board, its heart churning with jealousy and possessiveness.

"It's not a threat, she's my best friend." The lover rubbed his temples.

"What would you do if she died?" it said evilly.

That was the first time it had seen its lover show such a serious expression.

She picked up two glasses of juice, was about to leave, but then turned back.

Every word was enunciated with perfect clarity.

"I'm going crazy."

Then, it stared blankly as she carried the juice out.

Mr. Parasite looked at his fellow creatures who were launching a second attack, his lips tightened without a trace of a smile, and he directly tore off his nailed body to escape.

The attacks launched by similar groups became more and more intense with each successive attack.

The garage was filled with the sirens of police officers as vehicles were smashed, and the raucous laughter of their kind, fueled by countless pent-up resentments.

"Guess where I hid my 'heart'?"

"Hahahaha, you'll never be able to kill me if you never guess."

Mr. Parasite dodged and jumped onto the roof of a car, frowning as he looked at his fellow creatures attacking again.

at the same time--

Xia Yangyang was cleaning up the bloodstains on the floor with a mop.

The phone suddenly rang.

She quickly walked to the table, glanced at the caller ID, and slid down the green answer button: "Hey? Xiaoxue?"

[It's me.]

Xia Yangyang smiled, answered the phone, and put the mop back in the bathroom to rinse it.

"What's wrong? Did Xia Feimo scare you again?"

After a long silence, the person on the other end said, "No, I think I left my car keys with you. Could you help me find them?"

Car keys?

Xia Yangyang walked back to the living room, looked around, and sure enough, found a car key between the sofa cushions, with a cute handmade fluid bear hanging on it.

She picked up the key: "Ah, it really is here."

The person on the other end grunted in response: "[I'm walking back now, could you open the door for me and get it?]"