Allergic To Furry Things But Can Pet Them Mentally – CH18

Chapter 18

Perhaps it was because Shen Muhan’s little face looked so stern that he seemed hard to get along with. Or perhaps it was because Bai Tu sensed the unfriendly aura radiating from him. Meeting those icy blue eyes that looked like a winter lake, Bai Tu timidly tightened his grip on the carrot in his arms, and a little wetness began spreading through his eyes again.

Wuwuwu, why hasn’t little Rong come back yet? Wuwuwu, why is this little friend staring at him like that? So scary…

…

Because Tang Rong had done such an outstanding job comforting the crying child, Teacher Tangyuan rewarded him with a little red flower sticker and placed it right in the middle of his forehead.

This was Tang Rong’s first time ever receiving a little red flower, and he treasured it dearly. Delighted, he went outside the classroom, used his optical brain to take a photo of himself wearing the little red flower, and sent it into the Tang family group chat.

After these past few days of exploring his optical brain, Tang Rong had basically mastered all of its basic functions.

The one he liked best was “taking pictures.”

Recording little moments from his life in photos and videos felt especially, especially meaningful.

He also really liked sharing the photos and videos he took in the family group chat. Grandpa, Dad, Brother, and Sister always gave him very warm responses.

For example, right now—

Tang Rong sent his selfie with the little red flower into the group and attached a soft, sweet voice message. A little proud, he said, “I helped Teacher comfort a little friend who had been crying for a long time, and Teacher gave me a little red flower as a reward.”

Almost within ten seconds of the photo and voice message being sent, every family member had replied.

“Little Rong is amazing. How does the first day of school feel?” That was Third Brother Tang Hu.

“As expected of my son. Already getting a little red flower on the first day of school.” That was Dad, Tang Zheng’en.

“Little Rong is too wonderful. Grandpa will reward little Rong with a big chicken drumstick tonight.” That was Grandpa Tang Yinsheng.

“Little Rong is really wonderful.” That was Second Sister Tang Qiu. She had recorded that voice message many times before finally sending one that did not sound so stuttered.

The butler was also in the group, but he did not speak. He only stood guard in front of Tang Rong’s learning pod and watched a proud, gratified smile bloom on the child’s face.

Although he was Tang Yinsheng’s adopted son and had grown up together with Tang Zheng’en, with the two sharing a very close bond, he had always remembered his own background and position. He kept proper boundaries and never overstepped.

The Tang family had shown him great kindness. He stayed with the Tang family to repay that kindness, and that was all.

There had once been malicious people who tried to use him as a wedge to drive a rift between him and the Tang family. Seeing that the Tang family had raised him the same way they had Tang Zheng’en, they said that since he was Tang Yinsheng’s adopted son, the Tang family fortune should also include a share for him. It was simply laughable. His life had been saved by the Tang family. Even he himself belonged to the Tang family’s property in a sense. How could he possibly be turned against them by petty schemers?

The butler opened Tang Rong’s photo in the group again and zoomed in to admire it for a while.

The young master was brave and responsible—a truly excellent child.

…

After listening to each voice reply in the group one by one, the curve of Tang Rong’s smiling eyes deepened a little more.

“It feels really good. There are lots of fun little friends.”

“I can’t finish a big chicken drumstick, Grandpa. A small drumstick is enough for me.”

“I’m going back to the classroom now. I’ll call you again after school.”

After replying to the messages, Tang Rong shut off his optical brain and happily returned to the classroom.

He had already put back on the little jacket he had been using to save his seat and had asked the rabbit child to help hold the little snow leopard seat for him.

The moment he stepped back into the classroom, Tang Rong’s eyes landed on the last row, and he was delighted to see a familiar figure there.

The system could not help teasing: [Oh-ho, the shy little friend finally came back.]

Not only had he come back, the redness on his ears had faded too.

Hearing that, Tang Rong’s eyes curved into a smile, and he strode over.

Both Bai Tu and Shen Muhan noticed Tang Rong returning from outside the classroom, and both pairs of eyes landed warmly on him at the same time.

Just as Tang Rong was about to reach the last row, Bai Tu suddenly stood up, rushed over, and threw himself into Tang Rong’s arms. His voice was full of grievance and clingy affection. “Little Rong… you finally came back…”

Don’t be fooled by the fact that Bai Tu was timid, somewhat squeamish and fond of crying—he was actually quite a bit bigger than Tang Rong. After all, he had grown up properly cared for on the capital planet, so his development was healthy and normal.

Precisely because of that, the sight of a bigger cub throwing himself pitifully into the arms of a smaller cub and acting spoiled was unavoidably adorably ridiculous.

Although Tang Rong had no idea what was going on, he still quickly lifted a hand and began patting and soothing Bai Tu’s back with practiced ease.

At the side, Shen Muhan watched the whole thing, and his entire person felt awful, as though he had been struck by lightning on a clear day.

He had only been gone for a little while… and the child who liked little snow leopards had already been snatched away by someone else?!

He had never hugged other children before. In his eyes, that kind of embrace was a sign of a relationship that was especially, especially close. The only people he had ever hugged were his father and mother.

Although he did not know this child hugging the carrot, he knew that the one who had been bawling at the entrance earlier had been him.

Clearly… clearly he had been the first to meet the child who liked little snow leopards. So why should someone else get there before him…

Shen Muhan felt like he was about to shatter. He was furious and regretful at the same time. His body moved before his mind caught up—he shot to his feet with a sudden thump and instinctively started walking in Tang Rong’s direction.

Even he himself did not know what he intended to do. He just could not stand sitting there and watching anymore.

Who would have thought that, wrapped up in negative emotions, his already awkward human body would become even clumsier? Shen Muhan tripped over his own feet, and after only a couple of steps, he fell straight to the ground.

Shen Muhan was stunned by the fall.

Not because of the slight pain, but because of the act of falling itself.

In his spirit-form little snow leopard shape, he moved with ease and flexibility. Whether running or jumping, he was always steady on his feet, and his long tail did an excellent job helping him keep his balance. He had never fallen in such an embarrassing way before.

And now, he had actually fallen right in front of the child who liked little snow leopards.

…So humiliating.

The child who liked little snow leopards would definitely think even worse of him now.

Shen Muhan did not cry. In his opinion, crying would have been even more humiliating.

Just as his mind started working again and he was preparing to silently get up by himself, a little figure quickly rushed over to him, bent down, and held out a small hand.

Shen Muhan blankly lifted his head and looked at the owner of the hand.

It was the child who liked little snow leopards.

Tang Rong had still been soothing the sniffling Bai Tu in his arms when he suddenly heard the sound of someone falling nearby. Turning toward the sound, he saw that the child sitting in the little snow leopard seat had fallen and was lying face-down on the floor without moving.

Tang Rong quickly let go of Bai Tu and went over to help him up.

In Tang Rong’s view, Bai Tu was only a little timid. Being with someone he trusted made him feel safe. Now that Tang Rong had come back, Bai Tu was only being a bit clingy. Since he was not crying, it was not a big problem.

Right now, the most important thing was helping up the child who had fallen.

He must have fallen very painfully, otherwise he would not still be lying on the floor instead of getting up right away.

Back on the garbage planet, Tang Rong had naturally gotten his fair share of bumps and scrapes too, and some marks had been left behind because of it. Since returning to the capital planet, butler Uncle had been applying scar-removal medicine on him every day. The marks did seem to have faded a little, though it had not been long enough yet to know for sure. He still needed to keep using it a while longer.

Just like that, Shen Muhan was blankly, dazedly helped back up by Tang Rong.

When Tang Rong saw that Shen Muhan’s palm had been rubbed red from scraping against the ground, he lowered his head and gently blew on it.

“I’ll blow on it for you. Pain pain, fly away.”

The cool little puff of air brushed across his palm and felt wonderful. That tiny bit of pain, along with all the negative emotions tangled up in his heart, completely disappeared.

Looking at the child in front of him caring for him with such concern, Shen Muhan pressed his lips together and belatedly realized something.

After blowing on it for a while, Tang Rong raised his eyes and asked with concern, “Does it feel better?”

Meeting those beautiful pale green eyes, Shen Muhan guiltily answered in a low voice, “It still hurts.”

Actually, it did not hurt.

His father and mother had been afraid that in the virtual classroom, he might still be as rough-and-tumble in human form as he usually was in little snow leopard form, while the human body was more fragile and easily hurt. So they had set his pain sensitivity to fifty percent for now, thinking they would raise it to one hundred percent once he got more used to it.

Although his palm had turned red from the fall, he barely felt much at all.

As for why he answered like that…

Tang Rong blinked once, then continued blowing on his hand again.

Because Shen Muhan had discovered that doing this could keep Tang Rong’s attention on him, earn Tang Rong’s care and concern, and keep him from going to other little friends.

It was not that Shen Muhan was bad at acting spoiled or softening up—he just was not used to doing it in a human body, and he was fairly picky about whom he did it with. Naturally, he would never act like this toward strangers or toward people he did not care about.

And the child who liked little snow leopards clearly did not fall into that category.

As Tang Rong lowered his head, a soft strand of hair slipped down with gravity and lightly brushed against Shen Muhan’s finger, making it itch faintly.

Shen Muhan could feel the temperature in his ears beginning to rise out of control again.

But this time, he did not run away.

From the corner of his eye, he could see that the child hugging the carrot was standing not far away and staring straight at them, clearly plotting something, trying to steal away the child who liked little snow leopards.

This time, he would not let him succeed again.

Standing nearby and clutching his carrot plush, Bai Tu watched Tang Rong blowing on Shen Muhan’s palm, his eyes warm with admiration.

As expected of little Rong!

He could actually get along so well with that really scary child…

Little Rong was just too amazing!

He was going to acknowledge little Rong as his big brother from now on. He would follow little Rong’s lead in the future!

Teacher Tangyuan, who had already rushed over after hearing the commotion, saw that Tang Rong had soothed the fallen Shen Muhan too, and she was moved to the verge of tears all over again.

How could there be a little cub as thoughtful and healing as Tang Rong!

Tangyuan did not interrupt them. She quietly turned around and went back to the podium, tidied a few things, replied to some parents’ messages, and decided that once Tang Rong had fully comforted Shen Muhan, class would begin.

Tang Rong had no awareness of any of this at all. He was entirely focused on blowing gently on Shen Muhan’s palm.

Because of the environment in which he had grown up, although Tang Rong was still very young, he was very good at taking care of others. He also often thought first about what he could give to the people around him, rather than what he could get from them.

He did not need to take on the responsibility of caring for and soothing the other children, yet he still did it instinctively.

And he liked doing it.

Because of Grandma’s influence, being able to bring happiness to the people around him and ease their pain filled him with a very pure kind of joy.

Shen Muhan did not take advantage for too long. After Tang Rong blew on it a little more, he finally said it did not hurt anymore. But inwardly, he had not relaxed his guard at all.

Very soon, Tang Rong noticed that Shen Muhan did not walk very smoothly, so he took it upon himself to act as Shen Muhan’s little crutch and helped him back to his seat. There was now an extra trace of concern in the way he looked at him.

So his legs weren’t very good. No wonder he had fallen.

Poor little friend… he would have to take extra care of him.

Once Shen Muhan sat down, he still kept holding Tang Rong’s little hand and did not want to let go. So Tang Rong took the initiative and said to Bai Tu, who had followed them over, “Little Tu, let’s switch seats.”

On the surface Shen Muhan showed nothing, but inside he was already blooming with triumphant delight.

Hmph. Not a chance. He can’t beat me.

The child who liked little snow leopards was his.

No one was taking him away.

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