IBO -Chapter 84 Nightmare

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Song Buli took the lead, sneaking quietly into the depths of the room. There, he saw Song Yiran sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Beside Song Yiran’s pillow was Xiao Zhong’er, also asleep.

Song Buli quickly turned to the little cubs following him and whispered gently, “Shh! Brother and the deputy director are asleep. Be very quiet, don’t wake them.”

As he spoke, he put a paw to his mouth in a “shush” gesture.

The cubs all nodded—they would definitely not wake Brother or the deputy director!

So, the little cubs crept carefully deeper into the room. Each movement was cautious, trying not to make a single sound.

Song Buli nimbly jumped onto the bed, then onto the other side of Song Yiran’s pillow.

He mimicked Xiao Zhong’er, curling up into a little ball on the pillow and going to sleep.

The other cubs followed suit, jumping onto the bed and each finding a corner to curl up and sleep.

Song Yiran watched the bed full of cubs, both amused and exasperated.

How could they sleep without covers? At least cover their tummies!

He quietly got out of bed, trying not to disturb any cub. Then he distributed blankets to each one.

After finishing, Song Yiran snuggled back under his own blanket, feeling reassured.

Would there be cute cubs in his dreams this time?

With that thought, he drifted back to sleep.

But dreams rarely go as one wishes.

In his dream, Song Yiran returned to the collapsed timeline. He ran back to the orphanage, excited, only to see his brothers in the yard.

Before he could catch up with them, their faces turned mocking, one after another.

They surrounded him, their words like blades stabbing at Song Yiran’s heart.

“Yo, who’s this? You even came back? Do you even care about our family?”

“Forget it, let’s not talk. He never really treated us as family.”

“True, he’s living so comfortably over there, probably already forgot about us.”

“That’s right. He hasn’t come to see us all this time. Family? Hah!”

“This is just a game for him. If he’s happy, we’re family; if not, he just walks away.”

“You only wanted us to play this family game. Did you ever really treat us as family?”

“I hate you! I hate you to death! Don’t ever come back!”

“You make me sick. What did you make of our feelings? Was this just a pretend family game to you?”

“All of this was to satisfy your selfish desires. You just wanted us to play the family act with you.”

“Don’t even talk to someone like him. He’s the most selfish, only thinks about himself.”

“So disgusting. How can someone like you exist? You’ve toyed with our feelings, and now you just walk away.”

“You say we’re family, but where are you now? When we needed you, where were you?”

“You come when you want, leave when you want. Is this really your home, or just a hotel in your heart?”

“We don’t need a brother like you. Go away, and don’t come back. You’re an eyesore!”

“Exactly, leave now. This isn’t your home!”

“Go away! Go away!”

“I hate you! Just leave!”

…

These increasingly harsh words wrapped around Song Yiran like a giant cocoon, suffocating him.

He wanted to defend himself, but his lips felt glued shut.

He stood there, letting his brothers insult him, as if he were a criminal.

Had he really done something wrong?

Had he really…

His brothers’ eyes were full of hatred and anger. Song Yiran’s heart shattered under their gaze.

Please, don’t look at him like that.

Please, don’t hate him…

He didn’t want to… didn’t want to be hated by his brothers.

Why did it come to this? Was his choice really wrong…

A familiar voice suddenly appeared in the dream.

“I’ll clarify first, this dream isn’t my doing.”

“You’ve only been gone a little while, and you’ve fallen into a nightmare again? Fine, I’ll fix it for you.”

Song Yiran realized it was Yue Shi’s voice.

Moments later, Yue Shi kicked him out of the dream.

Opening his eyes, he saw the familiar ceiling, and then Xiao Zhong’er still fast asleep.

The familiar surroundings helped him relax—thankfully, it had only been a dream.

But when he turned again, he realized the cubs on the bed were gone.

Where were his cubs? Where had so many of them gone?!

Oh no, could there be a cub thief?

His heart leapt to his throat. He immediately got out of bed to look for them, only to see Song Yutu standing at the bedside.

It was as if Song Yutu had read his mind. Casually, he said, “I took the little cubs back to their own rooms.”

Those little cubs were always so restless. They’d come to see Brother, but end up sleeping on his bed.

Really, how could they disturb Brother’s rest like this?

Truly a handful of little cubs.

Song Yiran’s heart, which had leapt to his throat, settled back into his chest. The cubs were fine.

But looking at Song Yutu’s face reminded him of the nightmare. He tentatively asked, “…Do you hate Brother?”

Song Yutu’s mind raced. What was happening? Why would Brother suddenly ask this?

Had he done something to displease him? Was Brother being sarcastic?

No, he had to show Brother that he was actually a very filial little brother.

Song Yutu put on what he considered his perfect smile. “How could I hate Brother?”

Song Yiran’s heart still didn’t relax. He asked again, “Do you blame Brother for missing your lives?”

Song Yutu quickly gave what he thought was an irrefutable answer. “Brother, we would never blame you.”

To prevent Song Yiran from asking any more strange questions, Song Yutu quickly pulled up the family chat on his lightbrain to divert attention.

“Brother, look at this.” He pointed to a cold joke Song Yang had posted earlier in the family chat.

Song Yiran followed his finger but saw… nothing.

“Huh? There’s nothing here? Did you tap the wrong thing?”

Song Yiran’s question made Song Yutu’s heart skip. Could Brother not see the chat?

He didn’t want Song Yiran to notice, so he played along, pretending he tapped the wrong spot.

“Ah, I tapped the wrong thing just now. Look at this photo instead. It’s from an interview I did earlier. Pretty, right?”

Song Yutu quickly opened a photo from his album, pretending to ask Song Yiran’s opinion.

“Beautiful!” Song Yiran complimented sincerely.

“Brother, I feel like you’re not praising it enough. Can you add more adjectives?”

Song Yiran shook his head helplessly. Song Yutu was really childish, just like before…

“Fine, fine! This photo is amazing, super unbelievably beautiful! My little brother is so good-looking! The best in the whole universe!”

Song Yiran forced back a smile, showering the photo with praise.

Originally, Song Yutu just wanted to distract him, but hearing the compliments made him smug.

He accepted the praise nonchalantly, “Hehe~ that’s right!”

“You, you! Already this old, and still like a kid who never grows up,” Song Yiran teased lightly.

“Then I’ll be a kid forever! I’ll always be Brother’s little brother! No matter what, Brother still likes me, right?”

Song Yutu pouted and clung to Song Yiran’s hand, acting spoiled like he did when he was little.

Song Yiran patted his head and laughed, “Okay! Brother will take care of you forever!”

Xiao Zhong’er, woken by their conversation, instinctively felt he had to join in.

“Include me, include me! I don’t know what you were just talking about, but I should be included in this!”

Saying that, Xiao Zhong’er flew to Song Yiran’s side, blinking his little bean eyes pitifully, looking at him.

Song Yiran smiled and rubbed Xiao Zhong’er’s head. “Alright, alright, you’re included too. I’ll raise you for a lifetime as well!”

Xiao Zhong’er’s eyes lit up. “Wow! So that’s what you were talking about just now!”

“Hehe, Song Yiran, you’re so nice~ I’ll raise you for a lifetime too!”

Xiao Zhong’er affectionately rubbed back and forth under Song Yiran’s hand. Heh heh—he was going to be Song Yiran’s best partner and family member. No, not family member—family system!

Song Yutu cast an unfriendly glance at Xiao Zhong’er. He could tell now—this guy was clearly trying to steal affection.

He absolutely would not let this round little fellow succeed!

Song Yutu couldn’t stand the sight of Xiao Zhong’er rubbing all over under Song Yiran’s hand.

On the surface, he put on a serious face and said, “Brother, lunch is ready. Let’s go eat.”

“Alright, then I’ll go call the cubs.”

Xiao Zhong’er stretched out his short little hand to stop Song Yiran. “Song Yiran, you rest properly. I’ll help you call them.”

“Okay, then I’ll trouble you, Xiao Zhong’er!”

Song Yutu supported Song Yiran and headed to the kitchen first.

Song Yiran felt that he didn’t actually need help, but every time he tried to refuse, Song Yutu would look at him with a pitiful expression.

So Song Yiran compromised. He really couldn’t bear to refuse Song Yutu. Forget it—after all, it was the child’s filial concern.

After Xiao Zhong’er brought all the cubs over and everyone sat in their own seats in the kitchen, Song Yutu served today’s lunch.

Today’s lunch was—stir-fried Kama Beast, steamed Twisty Beast, Kama Fruit mixed with Meteor Fruit, braised Kama Beast, and Kama Fruit–Twisty Beast soup.

The first few dishes were still fairly normal, but what was going on with that last soup?

How could Kama Fruit and Twisty Beast be cooked together into a soup?

Song Yiran looked at that basin of blue soup and felt like he could see the end of his life at a glance.

Blue really wasn’t suitable for food. Just looking at it made it hard for him to take a bite.

Although he knew the soup might taste good, he really didn’t feel like lifting his chopsticks.