You Are Deep in The Stars

The last day of the art exhibition was on the weekend. Bai Xi had originally wanted to bring the whole group to celebrate Mr. 215, but no one spoke for a long time after calling. He could only vaguely hear Liu Chunchun’s tragic and weak cry in the chaotic noise.

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“What time do we leave?” Han Zhuo went upstairs and knocked on the door. “It’s already five o’clock.”

“Forget it, the plan is cancelled,” Bai Xi said, sitting on the carpet with a pile of documents spread out in front of him. “He sounded like he was drinking Lafite with Mr. Wang, so he probably doesn’t have time to eat hot pot with us.”

“Okay,” Han Zhuo smiled and sat next to him, flipping through the folder. “Why are you still looking at this information?”

“I was thinking about my own business,” Bai Xi asked. “Am I really the only person on earth with superpowers all these years?”

“At least according to existing records, you are,” Han Zhuo nodded. “Just like Mr. Bai’s suspicion, the mysterious homeless man gave you superpowers. It is for this reason the underground warehouse trying to kidnap you.”

“They want to take me back for experiment?” Bai Xi thought of the white mice in the laboratory and shuddered silently.

“I wouldn’t let them take you away,” Han Zhuo closed the document in front of him. “Even if there is me, you also have to learn to protect yourself. You couldn’t rely on others for everything, you know?”

“Understood,” Bai Xi nodded.

“Let’s go,” Han Zhuo pulled him to stand up. “You’ve been either reading reports at the company or looking at information at home these two days. You will be bored and growing moldy. I’ll treat you to dinner.”

“Black truffle and foie gras?” Bai Xi put his arm around his shoulder.

“If you want to eat, of course, it’s no problem,” Han Zhuo replied. “And I promise, this time I will find a restaurant that doesn’t do couple only.”

The silver sports car roared away, and Aunt Li wore an apron, said angrily, “I will complain to Mrs. Bai that Mr. Han is getting more and more daring. He doesn’t eat the food at home and take the young master out to eat junk food every day. He has no professional ethics at all!”

“Young people are going out to eat black truffles,” Mrs. Bai said while applying nail polish. “It’s very high-end.”

“Can black truffles be as delicious as yam stewed pork ribs?” Aunt Li reasoned. “Young master had them every day when he was a kid. Even though he was gnawing on the ribs, I didn’t see him crying for black truffles.”

“Okay, okay, you’re right,” Mrs. Bai’s head was buzzing, so she said solemnly. “When they come back, I will definitely criticize Xiao Han.”

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This time, Mr. Han did not choose a restaurant for couple. He took Bai Xi to an exquisite Japanese restaurant, hidden in the corner of the city. There were few people, the environment was very good, and the ingredients were very fresh.

“Do you like it here?” Han Zhuo helped him mix soy sauce.

“Not bad,” Bai Xi lowered his voice and said mysteriously. “Is the boss also a superpower?”

“No, still from Earth,” Han Zhuo smiled and put the small plate in front of him. “Last time I brought you to the noodle shop, it’s really from another planet.”

Bai Xi asked, “Is it a black shop?”

“It’s not a black shop, but Old Zhou doesn’t like me bringing people from Earth there, so he charges a lot of money,” Han Zhuo replied. “He doesn’t know your identity.”

“What’s going on with that bowl of noodles?” Bai Xi thought for a while. “Does it have any special significance?”

“Old Zhou only sells two kinds of noodles, or simply ‘It’s two kinds of medicine,'” Han Zhuo replied. “One can make the superpower stronger, and the other, on the contrary, can make the superpower gradually disappear – disappear in the true sense and become exactly the same as the people on earth, but it will take at least twenty years, and during the whole process, the person with superpowers will become extremely weak and sick.”

“Will anyone choose the second medicine?” Bai Xi was puzzled.

Han Zhuo nodded. “Not only a few, but there are many.”

Not every alien could learn to control superpowers skillfully. They were afraid of the power surging in their own bodies, afraid of causing scene in public places, and afraid of the strange behavior of others after their identities were exposed. They were even more afraid of being arrested and sent to a research institution – not just underground warehouses, but also many legal or illegal scientific organizations, because that meant endless pain and torture.

“They just wanted to be ordinary people,” Han Zhuo ordered foie gras sushi for him. “So even if the whole process was painful and long, there are still many people looking for Old Zhou.”

“But I think superpowers are very powerful and cool,” Bai Xi looked at his palm.

“It’s indeed cool, maybe one day in the future, everyone can really reveal their identities and live in harmony, but not now,” Han Zhuo smiled.

“There will definitely be such a day,” Bai Xi comforted. “Look, we get along very well.” There was not only foie gras sushi but also beautiful little stars flying in the sky.