Adorable Pet Daily Life Ch. 58

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"In a couple days, once things quiet down at the hospital, let's go fishing," Shen Luo said.

Xiao Chuan nodded. "Sure. Haven't had fresh river fish in ages."

Winter wasn't great for fishing. The only fish they'd had during the New Year came from Boss Li, who'd gifted a few to them. It was just enough to satisfy the craving.

Fishing and talking—it sounded like a solid plan. Shen Luo gave himself a mental high-five.

Once he'd taken care of the dog that got burned, checked on the parrots and the two pregnant cats, and made sure everything was under control, Shen Luo finally carved out a day to take Xiao Chuan fishing.

It was still spring—no longer freezing, but still jacket weather. Thankfully, the sun was out and warm.

Everything was turning green again, and the breeze was clean and fresh. Even Shen Luo felt like his limbs had gone rusty from being cooped up for too long.

"Let's stop here. This bend in the river always has the most fish—there's plenty for them to feed on." Shen Luo and Xiao Chuan settled on the riverbank, casting their lines and setting a net.

"Boss, do you remember where you found me?" Xiao Chuan suddenly asked.

"Of course I do. Right over there—see that ditch? If it weren't for my dog, I wouldn't have found you."

"What did I look like when you found me?"

"You looked half-dead. I seriously thought you were already gone. I almost called 110 on the spot. Didn't expect you to be that lucky and still hanging on." Shen Luo didn't mention how it was Xiao Chuan's face that made him take a second look.

Xiao Chuan pressed on, "What about my clothes? What was I wearing?"

"Your clothes?" Shen Luo paused, thinking. "You were in a suit. Wrinkled and messy, but it looked pretty expensive."

Xiao Chuan nodded slowly and murmured, "Then... it wasn't just a dream."

Shen Luo was stunned too, standing beside him. He pressed, "What dream?"

Xiao Chuan gave his fishing rod a little shake and said, "I've been dreaming a lot lately. I see all these scenes from daily life, and they feel really familiar. I think they're memories from my past."

Shen Luo listened, dazed for a long moment before it finally sank in—was Xiao Chuan starting to remember his past? Did that mean he'd soon recall who he really was, and go back to his old life?

After that, the two of them quietly went back to fishing. Neither of them said a word.

Maybe it was the silence, but the fish kept biting one after another. Shen Luo had never had such an easy time fishing before. Still, he felt like something was stuck in his chest, making him uncomfortable.

A while later, Xiao Chuan suddenly said, "I don't know why, but remembering those things... it doesn't really make me happy."

Shen Luo froze. What was that supposed to mean?

Xiao Chuan's face suddenly flushed a little. He avoided Shen Luo's gaze on purpose, turning instead to look at the view across the river. "Not gonna lie, I had a pretty good life in those dreams. Probably rich, even. But... somehow, I really like how things are now. It's nice. It's comfortable. I don't wanna give it up..."

And just like that, Shen Luo got it. Xiao Chuan was saying he liked the life he had now.

Suddenly, it was like a light flicked on in Shen Luo's heart. All that gloom and pressure cleared up at once. It felt just like spring—when all the lifelessness gets swept away by new growth, when all the flowers bloom at the same time.

After thinking about it for a long while, Shen Luo finally said, "Even if you remember your past—remember who you were—you're still our friend. If you ever want to come back, the door's always open."

Xiao Chuan finally looked back at him and smiled. It seemed like he was about to say something, but just then the water rippled hard. A big fish had clearly taken the bait.

"Quick, help me with the rod!" Xiao Chuan jumped up and shouted.

Shen Luo hurried to his feet and grabbed the rod to help. In the rush, he accidentally grabbed Xiao Chuan's hand—and immediately pulled back like he'd been shocked. But Xiao Chuan acted like nothing happened. He just grabbed Shen Luo's hand, placed it firmly on the rod, then wrapped his own arms around from behind to hold it too. He yanked back hard, and just like that, Shen Luo was wrapped up in Xiao Chuan's arms, completely flustered.

Damn it, dude, you do know I like men, right? And you're still doing this... you little menace!

With a sudden burst of strength, Shen Luo flung the rod back. The fish that had been struggling so hard in the water flew out in a clean white arc and landed on the grass nearby.

Xiao Chuan fell down with the motion and sat on the ground, laughing. "Boss, I didn't know you had that kind of strength in you!"

Shen Luo looked at his hands and said, "Still not as strong as you."

Once the fish was on land, that dreamy atmosphere from before totally vanished. Shen Luo glanced at Xiao Chuan, wondering if the guy really was that clueless—or if he was just pretending not to notice.

Clenching his fists, Shen Luo finally walked over, picked up the fish still flopping on the ground, and said, "Damn, this thing's gotta weigh over ten pounds! No wonder it fought so hard!"

Xiao Chuan looked over. "What kind of fish is it?"

"Looks like a grass carp. I've never caught one this big from this river before. You're seriously lucky today." The fish in his hands was still wriggling like crazy, and it was taking most of Shen Luo's attention.

Then Xiao Chuan said, "I just remembered—when I was little, my mom told me that my birth element lacked water, so she gave me this name."

Shen Luo didn't expect that kind of explanation. "Then why didn't she name you something with 'ocean' or 'sea' in it?"

Xiao Chuan chuckled. "My dad probably said, 'Too much of anything is bad.' The ocean's got too much water. But a river with a ferry crossing? That's just right. Plenty of water, and a way forward."

Shen Luo suddenly thought about his own name—it had the water radical in every character. That kind of fit Xiao Chuan's preferences, didn't it?

He couldn't help but smile.

When he talked about his family, Xiao Chuan clearly seemed much more at ease. Before, he'd been caught up in those dreams, and his mood had been off for a while. Now that he'd let it all out, he looked a lot lighter. Xiao Chuan didn't even know why himself—Shen Luo was just a stingy boss, not the type with a calm vibe or comforting like a big sister. But somehow, he just wanted to talk to him about what was on his mind.

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