Chapter 20 Old Friend "Cheng Shiyun and I...we're not close at all."...

According to the local custom in Yichuan, after a relative passes away, their portrait will be placed in the main room.

Cheng Shiyun's grandparents passed away, and their portraits are kept in the main room of their old home.

She died so suddenly that there may not even be a portrait of her.

"I have met you," Xie Shijin said.

"What does it look like?" Cheng Shiyun's eyes shone like glass beads soaked in water.

Xie Shijin lowered his eyes and thought for a few seconds before slowly saying, "It's colorful and very beautiful."

"Really?" Cheng Shiyun racked her brains but couldn't think of which photo of hers would be suitable as a funeral portrait.

Back then, everyone used beauty camera apps to take pictures, adding all sorts of filters and effects, and then editing them with Meitu Xiu Xiu (a photo editing app). Her dad probably wouldn't use that kind of photo for her funeral portrait.

Xie Shijin hummed in agreement and nodded: "Really."

hey-hey.

He complimented me on my looks.

The little tabby cat wagged its tail wildly.

Xie Shijin carried her to a wall.

Cheng Shiyun followed his gaze and saw three inconspicuous small holes in the wall.

He raised his hand, his pale fingertips brushing across the tiny, almost imperceptible indentation.

“That photo was originally hanging here.” Xie Shijin paused slightly, then said, “It should have been taken to Beijing by Professor Cheng.”

Cheng Shiyun felt a pang of sadness, but said coyly, "You don't need to take me everywhere, do you? What if I fall out and scare someone..."

Xie Shijin withdrew her arm and smiled slightly: "I can't tell it's a funeral portrait."

She's so beautiful and vibrant, just like... when she was still alive.

Cheng Shiyun, still basking in the joy of being praised, thought of the portrait in Xie Shijin's living room: "Xie Shijin, who is that portrait hanging in your living room? Your grandmother?"

The more she looked at the portrait, the more familiar it seemed. She felt like she had seen it somewhere before, but she couldn't quite place it.

Xie Shijin said calmly, "Not my grandmother, but my maternal grandmother."

grandmother……

Cheng Shiyun remembered.

It was some Friday during the first year of junior high school.

After school in the evening, Cheng Shiyun still had to go to her tutoring class, so she randomly picked a shop on the street and ate some spicy wontons.

It was still summer, and the air was stuffy. Ni Jiaqi fanned her while wolfing down his food.

Just a fleeting glimpse.

She saw elderly people and children waiting for the bus on the opposite street corner.

Although she's called a child, she's already over 1.6 meters tall, much taller than her.

Cheng Shiyun saw him lower his head and let the old man touch his face.

"When was she..." Cheng Shiyun asked.

Xie Shijin said, "In May of this year."

May?

Cheng Shiyun's heart skipped a beat.

"That was exactly one month before the college entrance exam..." Is Xie Shijin alright?

not good.

That's not good.

Cheng Shiyun thought of Xie Shijin, whom she had seen downstairs at the teachers' apartment building that night. He was a young man with a thin face, bony shoulders, and was so thin that he was almost unrecognizable.

How could he be happy after the death of a close relative?

Cheng Shiyun didn't know what to say to comfort him, so she could only say dryly but sincerely, "But you still got into Tsinghua University, Xie Shijin, you're amazing."

Yeah?

He can't hold onto anything, so what's so great about him?

After locking the door and putting the key back behind the house number, Xie Shijin carried the little tabby cat home.

As they walked downstairs, Cheng Shiyun asked again, "Why isn't your grandmother coming to the parent-teacher conference?"

During their first year of high school, their class held two parent-teacher conferences, but Xie Shijin's parents did not attend.

Xie Shijin said, "My grandmother is illiterate and has difficulty walking, so she rarely comes to parent-teacher meetings."

The only time was when he was in the first year of junior high school. His neck and arms were covered in injuries, and his schoolbag was torn. His grandmother took him to the school to ask the teacher for an explanation.

Since both parties were minors, the school downplayed the incident and resolved it peacefully.

After being criticized and educated, they only became more aggressive.

A girl told him that if anyone bullied him again, he should go to the school across the street to find her.

He didn't go; he learned to fight back on his own.

Cheng Shiyun's parents never attended her parent-teacher conferences.

Her parents are both high school homeroom teachers. Besides teaching, they also have to work shifts, attend training sessions, and participate in seminars every day. They have no time to take care of her.

Every time there's a parent-teacher meeting, both parents have a class, and Cheng Shiyun is used to it.

Looking at it this way, Cheng Shiyun felt that Xie Shijin and she were quite similar.

The night was quiet, and Xie Shijin led her slowly toward home.

I passed by a 24-hour convenience store.

Seeing the boy's slightly sweaty forehead, Cheng Shiyun generously took out the three yuan, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Xie Shijin, let me treat you to ice cream."

Xie Shijin asked, "Hmm? Why?"

"Because you worked so hard today, and I'm a grateful person, so I wanted to thank you." The little tabby's tail wrapped affectionately and naturally around his arm, the tip of its tail swaying back and forth, looking very happy.

Although she wasn't an ordinary kitten and could do many things on her own, everything she ate and used was bought with money Xie Shijin earned. Earning money was hard work, so it was only right for Cheng Shiyun to repay him.

Cheng Shiyun tugged at his sleeve with her kitten paw: "Want some? Want some? There's a cranberry flavor of Chocliz, it's so delicious. Cats can't eat chocolate, can you try it for me?"

Xie Shijin nodded: "Eat."

"but……"

He pinched the little tabby's cheek: "I'm not tired at all."

In the past, he was afraid of rainy days, as they would remind him of Cheng Shiyun dying in his arms and leaving forever.

Now, he's also afraid of rainy days, when the rain slants into his umbrella and soaks his kitten.

He wanted to live.

He began to look forward to tomorrow.

I hope tomorrow... will be a good day.

*

The next day, the sun shone brightly.

The weather gets hot after the start of the dog days of summer, and it gets even hotter in the cat carrier.

Taking pets on buses and subways requires keeping the cat in a carrier, and Cheng Shiyun felt so hot she wanted to run around naked.

Kittens should run naked.

But her body hair hadn't grown in yet, and it would be too indecent to run around naked, so she obediently wore her little clothes.

Xie Shijin was worried that she would get heatstroke, so he bought a small fan and blew it into the ventilation hole of the cat carrier. As soon as he got off the bus, he picked her up and held her in his arms.

Today, Xie Shijin was carrying a black backpack as his tutor.

Upon entering the living room, Xie Shijin took out the textbook she was going to teach from her schoolbag and placed it on the sofa in the living room, with the zipper half open.

Xie Shijin took the book upstairs, and the little tabby cat jumped off the sofa to go play with the big white cat.

The big white cat was still lying on the windowsill.

Cheng Shiyun dug and dug, and when she parted the curtains, she saw a melancholy truck.

Humans can get depressed, and so can animals.

But how could someone who doesn't love animals discover that their kitten is depressed?

Cheng Shiyun jumped onto the windowsill and nudged the big white cat's paw with her head: "Big White, I'll take you away today, okay?"

The big white cat looked at her blankly: "Where to?"

The little tabby tilted its head, its bright, watery eyes blinking: "Looking for your partner, didn't I tell you? I have a way to get you out of here."

To be precise, it was Xie Shijin who came up with the idea.

Oh dear, same as above.

The big white cat's sapphire-blue eyes were filled with doubt and wariness: "How can I trust you? Trust that human?"

Cheng Shiyun said, "He doesn't need to pay a deposit to scan shared bikes."

His character is beyond question.

"As for me, do you think I'm as pretty as a cat that would lie?"

The little tabby cat puffed out its chest proudly and twirled around; it was incredibly cute.

"..." He's starting to ramble on again.

The big white cat turned its head away and stopped looking at her.

This was the first time Cheng Shiyun had been questioned about her cat-like character, and she retorted angrily, "If I'm lying to you, may I be reborn as a mouse and be eaten by you in my next life!"

What a vicious oath!!!

It's no different from cursing someone to be reborn as a cockroach in their next life.

Surely you should believe her now.

The big white cat's ears twitched, and it finally looked at her again: "How are you going to help me?"

...

4:50 PM.

With ten minutes left before the tutoring session ended, the nanny was preparing tea in the kitchen.

The living room was empty, and there were no security cameras.

She and Xie Shijin had scouted the location yesterday and also found out that Qian Juan had a very important video conference today.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Cheng Shiyun jumped off the windowsill, onto the sofa, and used the sofa armrest to open the black backpack that Xie Shijin had brought.

"Big White, come quick!"

The big white cat dragged its injured hind leg, wiggling its rear end as it moved over; its round body was so wobbly it made people dizzy.

So plump and delicious!

As a human, Cheng Shiyun really liked these chubby fat cats; they felt so nice to touch.

But as fellow beings...

"You should lose weight," she said seriously.

"..."

The big white cat glanced at her and jumped onto the sofa.

Wow, he's a surprisingly agile fat guy.

The sound of a door lock turning came from the second floor.

Just as the big white cat crawled into the backpack, Cheng Shiyun let out a soft meow: "Meow! Tail!"

She let out a loud yelp, bit off the half of its tail that had fallen out, and stuffed it into her schoolbag.

"Xiao Xie, is get out of class over?"

Qian Juan had just finished her online meeting when she opened the door and saw Xie Shijin, who had also finished her class.

Xie Shijin nodded in response, "Director Qian."

He went downstairs first, walked to the sofa, picked up his backpack, pressed the protruding cat ears back in, and after confirming there were no flaws, zipped up the backpack and put it on.

"It's so hot outside, why don't you stay for dinner?" Qian Juan politely asked her to stay.

"I have something to do later, so I won't bother you any longer. Thank you, Director Qian." Xie Shijin said calmly as she carried the books and the little tabby cat towards the door.

“Okay.” Qian Juan called to the nanny, “Sister Lin, can you see Xiao Xie off?”

The nanny quickly stepped forward to open the door: "Teacher Xie, take care."

Xie Shijin nodded and disappeared outside the door.

The door closed, and Guo Xuan came downstairs and plopped down on the sofa.

Qian Juan took a sip of tea and asked him, "How did your studies go today?"

The nanny brought out the fruit platter. Guo Xuan picked up a grape and popped it into his mouth, mumbling, "Very good. Teacher Xie is also very good, much better than the last tutor."

Qian Juan nodded in satisfaction.

Guo Xuan has indeed been much better behaved these past two days. He hasn't been naughty or mischievous anymore, and he's been doing his homework diligently, which has made things much easier for him than before.

She couldn't help but laugh: "Why do you listen to Teacher Xie so much?"

Guo Xuan said, "Because Teacher Xie knows about airplanes, talking to him about model airplanes is not like talking to you guys, it's like talking to a brick wall."

Qian Juan glared at him, feigning anger: "You brat, how can you talk to your parents like that?"

However, she and her husband Guo Renyi were too busy to have the time and energy to understand these things, and their son often complained that they had nothing in common with them.

Guo Xuan said firmly, "Mom, I will definitely become a pilot in the future."

“Okay, as long as you can pass the exam, your parents will support you.” Qian Juan smiled and turned to the nanny, saying, “It’s been a long time since I fed the cat. Sister Lin, bring the cat over and get some cat food.”

The nanny responded and went to the window, but when she lifted the curtain, she was stunned: "Where's the cat? It was just here..."

...

Xie Shijin walked to the community security office with his schoolbag on his back, registered his departure time, and was allowed to leave after the security guard checked his information.

At the bus stop not far away, Yuan Shao, who had been basking in the sun all afternoon, suddenly narrowed his eyes.

Xie Shijin has come out.

He immediately glanced at the time: 5:18.

For three consecutive days, Xie Shijin came at 2 PM and left around 5:10 PM.

Is Xie Shijin holding a book?

What book?

Yuan Shao pushed up his glasses and squinted.

"Mathematics...①?"

Damn it! Yuan Shao cursed inwardly.

When Principal Guo announced that he was looking for a tutor, Lao Zhao had already posted the message in the class group. He was the first to message him privately. He also had excellent grades, scoring 690 on the college entrance exam and had been a class monitor. Principal Guo decided to hire him almost immediately.

He had been teaching for a month, and Director Qian had always been very polite to him. But a few days ago, without any warning, she said that someone more suitable for the job had appeared and that he no longer needed to come.

He ranked second in the whole school and in the top fifty in the province. How could anyone be more suitable than him?

But despite his meticulous planning, he overlooked Xie Shijin...

Yuan Shao grew angrier the more he thought about it, and he twisted the mineral water bottle in his hand hard.

He gripped the bottle tightly and waited where he was, ready to wait for Xie Shijin to come and demand an explanation. He wanted to see how Xie Shijin would try to argue his way out of it.

However, Xie Shijin went in the opposite direction.

Where is Xie Shijin going?

Yuan Shao followed him from a distance.

The sun was still scorching at five o'clock, making people dizzy and lightheaded. Xie Shijin took out an umbrella and started walking.

Yuan Shao: "..."

Why would a grown man carry an umbrella?

Pretentious.

He followed Xie Shijin for a kilometer or two until they reached a park.

At this time of day, most people haven't had dinner yet, and there are very few people strolling in the park.

Looking around and seeing no one, Xie Shijin took off his backpack, put it on the ground, unzipped it, and a cat's head popped out.

The big white cat bared its teeth at him: "Ha—"

Cheng Shiyun patted Xie Shijin with her paw and translated, "It's stuck in your neck, pull it down a little more."

Xie Shijin: "..."

This cat is really fat, solid, and squatting next to Cheng Shiyun looks like a small mountain.

Cheng Shiyun's back, face, and tail are covered in tiger stripes, but her paws and belly are snow-white, making her look like a sesame dumpling with its filling leaking out. Not only humans like this pattern, but cats also love it.

The big white cat pulled her into its arms and lowered its head to lick her fur.

"Hey, wait a minute—"

Cheng Shiyun didn't want to be sucked into a mango pit again.

Xie Shijin brushes her hair every day, but she likes to sleep on her back like a human, and when she wakes up, the hair on her head is all matted.

One of the white cat's legs weighed as much as Cheng Shiyun's entire cat body, so it was really unbearable for her to be pressed down like that.

Seeing that the little tabby cat was about to be flattened into a pancake, Xie Shijin reached out and picked her up, wiping the mud and leaves off her feet with his hands, and said to the big white cat, "She doesn't like this."

The big white cat was still rude to him: "Meow—" He hates humans.

Cheng Shiyun stood in front of Xie Shijin, enjoying a paw massage: "But this human saved you."

"Meow?"

A soft meow came from the grove of trees not far away.

Cheng Shiyun perched on Xie Shijin's shoulder and looked back. The little white cat watched them, too afraid to come closer.

"Beautiful wife!"

Xie Shijin also turned around to look.

The little tabby cat introduced him: "Xie Shijin, that's Da Bai's wife, isn't she cute?"

Isn't it cute?

Xie Shijin read it carefully and thought about it.

It's alright, but the one in his arms is cuter.

Two white cats met and immediately started sniffing each other's butts.

In broad daylight, how embarrassing!

After comforting its mate, the big white cat meowed twice at Cheng Shiyun.

Xie Shijin tidied his schoolbag and patted the dust off it: "What did it say?"

Cheng Shiyun: "Say thank you, you're such a good person."

Xie Shijin bowed: "You're welcome."

The main problem is that there are no security cameras in the villa; otherwise, it would have been really difficult to bring the cat out.

He tried to pet the cat, and this time the big white cat didn't refuse. It even nudged his palm with its head and purred.

From a distance, Yuan Shao witnessed this entire scene.

His eyes widened.

...Isn't that Principal Guo's cat?

Did Xie Shijin steal a cat?

Why would he steal a cat?

Doesn't he have a cat himself?

...

After feeding the cat, Xie Shijin took the little tabby cat to take the bus home.

There are two bus routes that pass by Lushan International: routes 101 and 103.

The bus stop for route 101 is right at the entrance of the residential area, and it would be too far for them to walk back.

The bus stop for route 103 is near the park, but it's one stop further than the route for route 101.

It was at this station that Cheng Shiyun met someone she never expected.

—[We have arrived at the intersection of Qianfeng 2nd Road. Passengers who wish to alight, please exit through the rear door.]

The bus was parked at a bus stop on a commercial street.

This street mainly sells clothing, and the clothes are not only cheap but also of good quality.

During the monthly break for first-year high school students, Cheng Shiyun often invited Feng Yue to go shopping together.

Feng Yue...

Cheng Shiyun looked out the window.

Today is a day off, and the commercial street is bustling with people.

In the bustling crowd, Cheng Shiyun's gaze was drawn to a thin, short girl with a low ponytail.

The girl had a bulging canvas bag slung over her shoulder, looking embarrassed and awkward.

"Xie Shijin, look over there, isn't that Feng Yue?"

...

At the entrance of a clothing store.

Feng Yue was blocked from leaving by two shop assistants, one on each side.

The shop assistant, hands on hips, said arrogantly, "You stole something and tried to leave? You've got some nerve!"

Feng Yue gripped her canvas bag tightly and retorted loudly, "I didn't! You're slandering me!"

"You didn't steal it? If you didn't steal it, then open the bag and let us check it."

Feng Yue: "I didn't take any of your things, so why are you searching my bag?"

"If you're afraid to open it, it means you have a guilty conscience." The shop assistant raised her voice, trying to attract the attention of passersby, "Everyone, come and see, this girl is a thief!"

"We've had five pieces of clothing and four pairs of pants stolen from our store this month. She comes to our store every day to try on clothes, but then doesn't buy anything. She must have stolen them!"

Soon, several onlookers gathered around, pointing and whispering about them.

Feng Yue's face turned bright red. Before she could explain, another shop assistant took advantage of her inattention and snatched her bag.

"Give me back my bag!" Feng Yue gripped the bag strap tightly.

During the struggle, the strap of the canvas bag broke, and the contents of the bag spilled onto the ground with a "whoosh".

The shop assistant was dumbfounded: "What...what, it's toilet paper?"

It's the kind of small, palm-sized package with transparent packaging, like the kind of cheap, unregulated products you'd find in a hole-in-the-wall restaurant.

There were also two packs of cigarettes of brands I didn't recognize.

The two shop assistants, who had been so aggressive just moments before, were now extremely embarrassed, their faces turning pale and then red, and they began to blame each other.

"Didn't you say you saw her stuff the clothes into her bag?"

“I saw that her packaging was so bulging… but you insisted on stopping her.”

"Um... I'm sorry... I misunderstood you."

"Oh dear, let's go, let's go, this is so embarrassing."

After offering a half-hearted apology, the two shop assistants went into the store without looking back, regardless of whether the other party accepted it or not.

With red eyes, Feng Yue went to pick up the things scattered on the ground.

Suddenly, a shadow fell over her head, and a slender, fair hand reached out in front of her.

That hand was slender and strong, with clean lines, and the cuffs hung all the way to the wrist, exuding a youthful and vibrant energy.

My gaze fell back to the ground. The other person was wearing a pair of sneakers whose brand I couldn't tell, but which were very clean.

Feng Yue didn't dare to look up at the owner of her hand. She took the paper from him and said in a voice barely audible, "Thank you."

"Feng Yue".

The familiar voice made Feng Yue stiffen, and she slowly raised her head.

The boy, wearing a long-sleeved shirt, half-squatted in front of her. He had a thin face and very light lips.

Their eyes met, and Feng Yue, momentarily stunned, hesitated before asking, "...Xie Shijin?"

Xie Shijin picked up the remaining paper and handed it to her.

Feng Yue stood up, awkwardly brushing a strand of hair behind her ear, and pursed her lips repeatedly: "You...you're shopping here too? What a coincidence..."

Xie Shijin, with his eyelids half-closed, said, "Unfortunately, I came here specifically to find you."

Feng Yue asked in surprise, "What do you want with me?"

The boy took a step closer and extended his hand to her, palm up.

"Give me back the money."

"What? Pay back the money?"

Feng Yue thought she had a hearing problem, but Xie Shijin's tone was so certain that she doubted herself for a moment. She paused slightly and asked, "When did I owe you money?"

She's never borrowed money from anyone in her entire life, and she's never even spoken a word to Xie Shijin in class. Why would she borrow money from him? She must have asked the wrong person.

But the next second, she heard the handsome young man speak softly.

"You owe Cheng Shiyun 300."

Feng Yue: "...Cheng Shiyun?"

Cheng Shiyun.

The three words struck Feng Yue like a thunderbolt, leaving her mind blank.

Her eyes widened suddenly, and the color drained from her face at a visible speed, turning her deathly pale: "Don't ask me anything, I don't know anything!"

She turned and left.

Xie Shijin sensed that her behavior was strange. Why was she reacting so strongly to the mention of Cheng Shiyun's name? She immediately stopped her, asking, "What do you know?"

He stretched out his arm and stood in front of Feng Yue.

In Xie Shijin's calm and clear eyes, Feng Yue saw her own terrified reflection.

She realized she had overreacted, took a deep breath to calm herself, and said, "I don't know anything, don't ask me, I'm going home..."

wrong.

The look in his eyes is wrong, the expression is wrong, the tone of his voice is wrong.

Xie Shijin's pupils flashed, and his attitude was almost interrogative: "Feng Yue, Cheng Shiyun treats you as her best friend. Do you know something about Cheng Shiyun?"

"Best friend?"

Feng Yue tugged at the corners of her mouth, her smile somewhat stiff: "You've got it wrong, Cheng Shiyun and I... aren't that close."

Cheng Shiyun: "???"

Sister, that's not what you said when you asked me for money. How come your attitude changed faster than flipping through a book?

Cheng Shiyun couldn't help but laugh at herself.

It's quite normal. She's been dead for two years. People say life is unpredictable and human relationships are fickle. It's only natural that people don't consider her a friend anymore.

Feng Yue then noticed the cat in Xie Shijin's arms.

She was momentarily dazed.

This cat... looks just like the one Cheng Shiyun used to have.

It seems to be called jelly; Cheng Shiyun showed her a picture.

For some reason, she remembered what the cat looked like.

It really... seems so.

The little tabby cat is watching her.

The instant her eyes met those eyes, an unusually familiar sensation struck her temple with a sharp pain.

In the middle of summer, her hands and feet suddenly felt extremely cold.

She must be crazy to think this cat looks like Cheng Shiyun.

Xie Shijin called out to her, "Feng Yue."

Feng Yue snapped out of her daze, glared at Xie Shijin, and said fiercely, "Don't follow me. If you dare to follow me, I'll call the police."

People around them had already noticed them.

Xie Shijin wanted to ask more, but Cheng Shiyun tugged at his arm: "Forget it, she probably just doesn't want to pay back the money."

Cheng Shiyun hadn't expected the other party to return the money, but Feng Yue said they weren't close, which really hurt Cheng Shiyun.

After all, they had been deskmates for almost a year.

Cheng Shiyun remembered that when Feng Yue first entered high school, she developed faster than other girls her age. She was slightly chubby and had a large bust, but her family didn't buy her any bras.

In winter, it's fine because you can wear thick clothes, but in summer, Feng Yue can only wear the vests she wore in junior high school, the kind without breast pads or bra supports.

After class, Feng Yue didn't dare to go to the toilet because the boys from the next class would stare at her. Some shameless boys would even whistle at her and imitate her dribbling movements.

They were very close back then. When Cheng Shiyun found out, she bought her a bra and even went to the restroom with her after class. She stood in front of Feng Yue, and if anyone looked at them, she would glare back.

How come they're not familiar with each other anymore?

...

Feng Yue kept running until Xie Shijin was out of sight, then she leaned against the wall, panting heavily.

Her hands were still trembling, and she looked like she had just survived a disaster, covered in cold sweat.

After thinking it over carefully, she took out her phone with trembling hands, opened the dial pad, entered the wrong numbers several times, and finally dialed a number with shaky hands.

The phone rang once, twice, three times... until it was almost disconnected before the other party finally answered.

"Hello?"

A deep, middle-aged male voice came from inside.

Feng Yue was speechless for a long time. After a few seconds, the man's voice rang out again, as cold as the wind on a cold night: "Hang up."

"Don't hang up!" Feng Yue said, choking back tears. "I ran into Xie Shijin..."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. After a long while, a faint question came through: "So what if we ran into each other? What are you afraid of?"

Feng Yue gripped her phone tightly, barely managing to keep her voice steady: "He...he made me pay back the money, the money I owe Cheng Shiyun."

At the end of the second semester of her first year of high school, her father told her not to continue studying for the second year. She wanted to study and go to school, and she was saving money, but she was still 300 yuan short of the tuition fee.

Afraid of being looked down upon, she lied and said that a friend was having a birthday party and borrowed 300 yuan from Cheng Shiyun, and asked Cheng Shiyun not to tell anyone else.

Only she and Cheng Shiyun knew about this. Why would Xie Shijin suddenly ask her to repay the money?

"Does he know something?" Feng Yue trembled uncontrollably, afraid to think any further.

“If he really knew something,” the man interrupted her, “he should have called the police.”

Feng Yue: "But Cheng Shiyun at that time..."

“Cheng, Shi, Yun”.

The person opposite slowly read out the name and gave a light sneer.

"He's been dead for two years, don't scare yourself."

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Author's Note: This is a really weak suspense plot, just take it with a grain of salt. Feel free to criticize me if you want to [let me see].

Also, I'm thinking of changing the title. The current title is a bit too...serious. What do you guys think of "Reborn as a Gloomy Boy's Cat"? [Let me see!]