I Became Famous After I Became a Parrot in the Movie Star's House - Chapter 89

It’s not an illusion—Li Pu really is acting a little strange.

An hour later, Bai Gaoxing confirms this conclusion.

In addition to Li Pu’s odd behavior of not touching his head, his eating habits also become abnormal.

Today’s breakfast consists of steamed dumplings and porridge. The dumplings, filled with fresh meat, are made by Li Pu himself the day before. The porridge, made with glutinous rice and lotus seeds, has just been boiled and is very fragrant.

All of that seems fine. However, the real problem is that when Bai Gaoxing pounces to grab a dumpling, Li Pu doesn’t stop him.

In the past, Li Pu’s hand would immediately shoot out to block him, not just sit quietly on the sidelines, watching.

Silently. Watching him.

Hey… This is really creeping me out…

Bai Gaoxing nudges the dumpling with his tongue, the tip brushing against the slightly cooled skin, but his gaze instinctively drifts toward the man at the table. He meets Li Pu’s calm and profound eyes.

He holds the steamed bun in his mouth, and he can’t eat it or spit it out, so he just stands there like a fool.

After a while, Bai Gaoxing decides to give up. He carefully looks at Li Pu and places the dumpling back on the plate.

He can’t shake the feeling that if he doesn’t restrain himself, Li Pu might become even stranger.

Little does he know, this self-awareness is causing a huge shock in Li Pu’s heart.

Li Pu usually ignores too many things, but now, as he calms down and observes Dabai carefully, he realizes that many times, the behavior of this parrot is… almost too human-like?

Looking at the snow-white parrot in front of him, Li Pu finally finds the right word for it.

It’s like how cats and dogs can read human expressions, but Dabai is even more remarkable. After all, cats and dogs listen to their owner’s tone of voice, judging their mood from different intonations. But Dabai? He clearly relies solely on facial expressions.

Can a small animal… really reach this level?

Li Pu recalls the military dog from Diary of Cute Pets. That dog, Doug, is exceptionally smart, capable of responding to Zhang Junjun’s whistles and hand signals with precise actions. But even Doug differs from Dabai—Doug undergoes rigorous training, while Dabai…

At this moment, Li Pu finally notices something unusual.

For example, when he talks to Dabai, the parrot always responds promptly, even if it’s with simple, brief words.

That’s clearly a sign of “the ability to think.”

Still, he can’t jump to conclusions so easily.

Li Pu knows that any skill can be learned through repetition, just like how many popular pet dogs on the internet can respond to their owners’ questions by ringing a bell. The Border Collie, for example, is said to have an IQ similar to that of a six- or seven-year-old child and is often described by fans as a “genius.”

In this day and age, six- or seven-year-old children can indeed operate electronic devices quite skillfully.

——Last night, Li Pu frantically brushed up on his knowledge of online live broadcasting and read through the works of many popular pet bloggers. He compared the intelligence of their pets with Dabai‘s, trying to find reasons to convince himself.

The internet had it all—Huskies doing housework, Ragdoll cats comforting children, Golden Retrievers picking up parcels, rabbits changing TV channels…

He did find one pet that could operate a mobile phone: a Border Collie that could press the recording button with its nose, adjust the camera lens, and perform in front of the camera.

But it couldn’t type.

It couldn’t upload links.

It didn’t use electronic products every time its owner was away…

Li Pu’s reasoning jumps back and forth between what is “normal” and what is “abnormal,” and in the end, he still can’t be sure.

The parrot is an intelligent species, and there’s no evidence proving that it couldn’t do those things. Defining it as “abnormal” would only add unnecessary trouble for both him and Dabai.

With that in mind, Li Pu picks up the steamed bun again. “Dabai, eat it.”

The sun is rising from the west!?

Bai Gaoxing is stunned, but then his eyes light up.

It’s back—this feeling of Dabai being too human-like.

It’s normal for a pet to react when being fed, but after watching those videos last night, no matter what Dabai does now, he can’t shake the feeling that something is off.

This is very unfair to Dabai.

Li Pu puts the back of his hand against his forehead. If he thinks like that, maybe he is the one with the problem?

For example, maybe he can no longer tell fantasy from reality, and everything is just his imagination…

At that moment, Li Pu feels his mind spinning.

Even in the most immersive scenes of the film he acted in, he never feels this confused.

While Li Pu is still trying to make sense of his chaotic thoughts, Bai Gaoxing has already finished the dumplings.

Burp.

So full.

Bai Gaoxing puffs out his chest, which is so bloated that it slightly blocks his vision.

But he’s happy. This is the first time Li Pu lets him eat so freely!

Bai Gaoxing chuckles in delight and wants to move closer to express his affection, but when he looks up, he sees Li Pu’s deep, unwavering gaze.

Still staring at him.

…What happened?

Suddenly, Bai Gaoxing feels a little scared and takes a few steps back, frantically wondering if he has done something wrong recently.

But… no!

Bai Gaoxing thinks through everything and can’t remember doing anything wrong. Could it be because he secretly ate snacks earlier? But that was so long ago—no way, right?

He eyes Li Pu suspiciously, only to find that the man seems to have spaced out again.

So weird, really weird.

Bai Gaoxing begins to reflect on Li Pu’s behavior over the past two days. He was normal yesterday, but something is off this morning.

A wave of details floods Bai Gaoxing’s mind, and a sense of unease creeps over him.

Could it be… Li Pu really has a problem?

Bai Gaoxing’s eyes fill with worry as he makes up his mind to wait for Li Pu to take a nap, then go online to look for answers. However, just as he is about to act, he sees Li Pu stand up and say while walking, “Dabai, come here.”

The man picks up the script from the coffee table and sits down in a corner of the sofa.

It’s a scene too familiar to Bai Gaoxing.

The boring, dull time begins to settle in like a wave, and Bai Gaoxing freezes for a long while. When he finally snaps out of it, he hears Li Pu calling his name several times.

No.

Bai Gaoxing’s fighting spirit surges, his feathers bristling.

No matter what, he can’t let Li Pu slip back into his shell!

……

At the same time, Lei Li and Mei Youshu are giving the final instructions before the business trip.

“…There are no major arrangements for now. Stick to the original plan. If anything urgent comes up, make sure to follow up.”

Seeing the young man nod, the woman glances at her phone. “If you have any questions, you can call me anytime. I won’t say more.”

“Okay.” Mei Youshu says, “Don’t worry, Sister Li, I will definitely not let you down.”

Such a response would have earned Lei Li’s praise on a normal day—“I know you’re reliable”—but today, her expression remains serious.

“In fact, there’s one more thing…”

Mei Youshu is momentarily stunned, then immediately realizes the importance of what is coming. He straightens up, his face turning serious. “What is it? Do you need me to handle it?”

“…It’s about Li Pu.” Lei Li pauses, her gaze fixed on Mei Youshu, an emotion of concern in her eyes. “You know his situation. Recently… I’ve been feeling like something’s not right with him.”

It sounds like just a gut feeling. But Mei Youshu knows that Lei Li never speaks without reason. When she says something like that, it means it’s beyond mere suspicion.

Maybe things really aren’t okay.

Mei Youshu furrows his brows, worry in his eyes. “But didn’t Dr. An say everything was fine?”

Lei Li’s expression is helpless. “Who knows? No one can predict if it’ll relapse. This is exactly what I was most afraid of…” She gives instructions. “Make sure to keep an eye on Li Pu’s situation. I’ve already told him that if anything happens, he must call you.”

“Got it,” Mei Youshu nods. “I’ll check in with Brother Li if I have some free time in the next couple of days.”

“Thanks,” Lei Li’s expression softens slightly, and she sighs lightly. “I hope I’m just overthinking…”

…

“Dabai, say ‘hello.’”

In the quiet living room, Bai Gaoxing watches Li Pu, who is speaking to him, with a confused look on his face.

It seems like he wants to teach him something.

But he has already learned this word a long time ago, right?

Bai Gaoxing responds hesitantly, “Hello?”

“Goodbye.”

“Goodbye!”

“Good night.”

“Good night!”

Simple, everyday phrases—words he would say all the time.

Bai Gaoxing repeats them with Li Pu, but then he hears him say, “Red carp, green carp, and donkey.”

? What in the world?

Bai Gaoxing’s eyes widen in confusion, then he is out of breath, “Ga-ga-ga!”

No one can know just how funny it is to hear this sentence from Li Pu! Especially when the man’s face remains so serious and cold.

Bai Gaoxing laughs so hard he can barely breathe. His “ga” echoes through the living room.

But no one can tell that the parrot is laughing.

Li Pu stares at his parrot for a long time, only seeing him flapping his beak, as if playing or trying to mimic the sentence but struggling to get the words out.

Li Pu can’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Bai Gaoxing really is amusing. Rolling on the ground, he pants, then shakily says, “Donkey~~”

Li Pu presses his forehead.

Could it be that he’s been too nervous lately?

But… some memories that once seemed perfectly normal are now coming back to him with startling clarity—Dabai’s intelligence while filming, how Dabai operated the monitor, the French Dabai speaks after the award ceremony…

It all seems to point to one thing—that Dabai is no ordinary parrot.

Li Pu furrows his brow again, his gaze drifting to the floor, as if searching for evidence from his memories. He sits quietly on the sofa, his mind wandering, staring vacantly ahead.

Bai Gaoxing has finally stopped laughing.

Flapping his wings, he stands up. Seeing Li Pu lost in thought again, he begins to look around, wondering what to do next.

Out of the corner of his eye, he notices the oil stains on his chest feathers.

Ah, that’s from eating the dumplings too quickly earlier. It’s hard without hands.

Well, time for a bath.

Bai Gaoxing glances at Li Pu once more, then flies to the bathroom.

The weather is getting colder now, so he hasn’t had a proper cleaning since “Cute Pet Diary” when he only dampened his feathers.

He goes straight into the bathroom, where the air is filled with the scent of fragrant bath products, much nicer than hand soap—ever since the five days apart from Li Pu, he has grown to like this smell more and more.

Besides, winter is coming, and as a bird, he doesn’t want to get his feathers wet too often. So, he might as well wash them thoroughly this time.

Thinking of this, Bai Gaoxing stands on the shelf fixed to the tile wall and begins selecting from the various bottles and jars.

Living room.

Li Pu presses his tired eyebrows. The more he thinks about it, the more he recalls the incredible things Dabai does on a daily basis.

He has just assumed it’s the parrot’s learning ability.

But if it isn’t that, then what else could it be?

Despite his reluctance, Li Pu’s thoughts can’t help but slide in a strange direction.

The jokes from online—“pets becoming spirits,” “I wish my pet could turn into a beautiful person or handsome guy”—gradually fill his mind. Especially after finding the screen recording of Dabai’s live broadcast last night, he can’t stop himself from thinking in this direction anymore.

Could it be… human?

The moment this thought enters his mind, a loud crash comes from the bathroom, snapping Li Pu out of his thoughts. He jerks back to reality in shock.

He thinks he hears a pile of things fall to the ground, followed by a cry of pain.

…

The world spins.

That’s Bai Gaoxing’s first impression.

Then comes the pain.

He only remembers that his body sinks, and for some unknown reason, that pile of bottles and jars falls on top of him.

The shampoo he doesn’t use often is particularly lethal. He tries to move to the side but can’t summon any strength.

Well… Li Pu will come to check later. Will he get mad when he sees this?

Bai Gaoxing feels a little guilty, then looks up at the warm-colored bathroom light above him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Ah, it’s so bright.

Also, with how much pain his feathers hurt from the impact, they must’ve fallen out… quite a bit, right?

Bai Gaoxing stares blankly at the hand that appears before him.

It’s a human hand.

Long, fair, with healthy nails tinged with a hint of pink.

But it definitely doesn’t belong to Li Pu.

He remembers that Li Pu’s hands are larger, thicker, and when they pat his head, there’s a force that’s hard to resist.

Then come the legs and feet.

He wants to move, and so his hand on the ground trembles.

He tries to lean back, and the scene before him moves away with him.

From the angle, this isn’t someone else.

It’s… him?

Bai Gaoxing stares, then slowly tries to raise his other hand, but the movement is slow and sluggish. He also tries bending his legs but gets no response.

It feels like his body isn’t under control.

Is this normal? I’ve been a parrot for too long… If the flexible claws are hands, then what are wings?

Bai Gaoxing’s thoughts come to a halt, and a sour feeling surges in his chest. The fear and frustration that had nowhere to go find an outlet in that moment and burst out violently.

What is this…?

Why now?

At the moment he realizes he can’t go back, at the moment he accepts that he can’t go back, at the moment he goes from fear to having no choice but to get used to it… the world chooses to play this cruel joke on him.

Bai Gaoxing raises his still trembling hand in front of him, staring at it blankly.

The lines in his palm undeniably belong to a human. Under the warm light, every line looks particularly beautiful. It’s his body, yet it feels unfamiliar.

This isn’t a dream. It isn’t like the many nights he has dreamed of becoming human and woken up happy, only to realize it was just an empty nightmare.

Hot water droplets fall onto his palm, and Bai Gaoxing suddenly feels that he isn’t so strong after all. At times like this, he should be smiling happily.

Then he would tell Li Pu: See! I scared you!

That’s right… Li Pu.

Bai Gaoxing blinks and suddenly remembers the problem he needs to explain to Li Pu.

He looks toward the door, trying to make a sound, but at this moment, his tongue and throat feel sluggish, and he can only produce simple syllables.

Just then, a familiar figure appears in the doorway.

…

Li Pu quietly observes the situation in the bathroom.

After hearing the sound, he has come to check because he is worried that Dabai might have knocked something over and gotten hurt.

What he sees is this scene.

A snow-white, naked boy sits on the cold floor, staring at him with red eyes full of tears.

He is really white.

The snow-white hair blends perfectly with his equally white and glowing skin, making his eyes appear even darker and the corners of his eyes even redder.

The boy sees him and smiles, moving his lips but producing no sound.

Li Pu blinks.

“Ha…” he lets out a sound without meaning.

He has to admit that maybe the concerns of the people around him were justified.

He might really have some issues, but he just doesn’t know it.

Li Pu quickly takes out his phone, dials his assistant’s number, and presses his eyebrows together.

“Da Shu, help me make an appointment with a doctor.”

“Ah?” The assistant’s voice on the other end is slightly flustered but quickly regains composure.

“Okay, Brother Li. Is it still the psychology department?”

“No,” Li Pu turns away, his expression unchanged.

“It’s the psychiatry department.”