Chapter 4 "Open the door quickly, I'm here to stage an accident!"

Fortunately, this oppressive state did not last too long.

Cheng Shiyun saw Xie Shijin open the brown paper bag, take out a neatly bundled stack of things, and stuff them into the milk delivery box at her doorstep.

Cheng Shiyun rubbed her eyes.

She couldn't have misread it, could she?

The bag is full of money!

"Meow?"

Cheng Shiyun wagged her tail.

Why did Xie Shijin give money to her parents?

He's about to go to university in Beijing, right? Tuition, living expenses, and all sorts of other expenses—all of them cost money. Xie Shijin gave the money to her family; does he have any money left for himself?

Just then, she saw Xie Shijin bend his knuckles and gently knock on the door.

When he raised his hand, Cheng Shiyun saw many scars on the section of his snow-white wrist bone that was exposed.

...

Xie Shijin was admitted to Tsinghua University and was also the top science student in the province. The government awarded him 150,000 yuan.

A month before the college entrance examination, his maternal grandmother, who had supported his studies, passed away. Her ashes after cremation were placed in a small jar on the family altar.

After receiving the prize money, Xie Shijin used 20,000 yuan to buy an urn for his grandmother's ashes, 80,000 yuan to buy a burial plot, and another 50,000 yuan, plus some money he had saved before, to put into Cheng Shiyun's milk delivery box.

Cheng Shiyun's mother has Alzheimer's disease, and medical treatment and medication cost money. Cheng Shiyun's father has not given up on finding the hit-and-run driver and also needs money to take care of the family.

From inside the house came Cheng Shiyun's father, Cheng Jinghua's voice: "Who is it?"

Xie Shijin went downstairs.

Who is it?

No one answered from outside the door.

Cheng Jinghua, wearing an apron covered in flour, opened the door and peeked out. The hallway was empty; there wasn't a soul in sight.

He frowned and was about to close the door when Ran Hongyin suddenly emerged from under his arm.

Ran Hongyin, who suffers from Alzheimer's disease, has the mental capacity of a five-year-old child. She still wears the pink hair tie that Cheng Shiyun used to love the most, but the rhinestones on it have all been washed off.

"Who is it?" Ran Hongyin mimicked his voice.

Cheng Jinghua smiled and said, "I don't know."

He went out and looked around again, but didn't see anyone.

Just as she was about to go back inside, Ran Hongyin suddenly tried to run downstairs again, and Cheng Jinghua quickly grabbed her: "Where are you going, wife?"

Ran Hongyin said, "Let's play, let's go downstairs."

"It's late now, let's go downstairs to play tomorrow." Cheng Jinghua held her hand and said gently, "Be good, wife, let's go inside and wash our hands, we'll be able to eat soon."

But Ran Hongyin broke free from his hand, pointed at the milk delivery box by the door, her eyes sparkling, and repeatedly muttered, "Money, money, lots of money!"

Cheng Jinghua paused for a moment, then opened the milk delivery box.

There was a neat stack of money inside. He counted it; there were some change and some cash, totaling fifty-two thousand three hundred yuan.

"Who...who put this in my hand?" Cheng Jinghua asked, his hands trembling slightly as he held the money.

In the past two years, relatives and friends, knowing that the Cheng family was in difficulty, often helped them. Cheng Jinghua did not accept money, so they would stuff money into the local specialties they brought, or just throw the money down and leave, and he could not catch up with them.

"Let's go home first." Cheng Jinghua carefully put the money into his pocket and helped Ran Hongyin into the house. "I'll make a call and ask when we get home..."

Third floor.

Xie Shijin only turned and left after the light and shadow in the corridor disappeared.

Cheng Shiyun, who was hiding in the cardboard box, licked her paws and immediately chased after them.

Cheng Shiyun's intuition told her that Xie Shijin was going to get into trouble.

...

Cheng Shiyun followed Xie Shijin the whole way.

Go downstairs, cross the road, go through the alley, and go around two streets.

"Meow..."

Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!

The kitten's paw pads were so tender that Cheng Shiyun's claws were worn raw before she had even chased it for a mile.

Pebbles embedded themselves in the wound, causing Cheng Shiyun to stomp her left foot on her right foot in pain.

She wanted to lick her wound to disinfect it, but even with her neck stretched stiffly, she still couldn't reach it! How awful!

Even kittens that are only a few months old need their mother to lick their bottoms after using the litter box, and their mother also licks their fur to comfort them when they are injured.

But as you know, she has never had a mother.

She was feeling wronged when she looked up and saw that Xie Shijin had already walked quite a distance away!

Cheng Shiyun grabbed at the air twice, then endured the pain and scrambled to her feet, her short legs stumbling as she continued to chase after him.

She didn't know where Xie Shijin lived, and if she lost him, she wouldn't be able to find him again.

Xie Shijin didn't walk fast. It seemed that he had used up all his strength when he went upstairs. His steps were light and unsteady, and each step revealed a kind of exhaustion that he couldn't hold on any longer.

Looking at his thin back, which seemed almost blown away by the wind, Cheng Shiyun felt for the first time how apt the phrase "emaciated" was.

Cheng Shiyun and Xie Shijin were only classmates for a month. Xie Shijin didn't talk much, and Cheng Shiyun was always the one who took the initiative to talk to him. The thing she said most often was probably asking him to give up his seat because she needed to go to the bathroom.

Why was Xie Shijin crying at her doorstep?

Are you crying for her?

Cheng Shiyun really wanted to ask him.

But she's just a cat now.

They chased after him for quite a distance. As they crossed the road, a bolt of lightning struck the sky, and the loud noise startled Cheng Shiyun. Xie Shijin, however, seemed not to have heard it and didn't even turn his head.

Cheng Shiyun then realized that he wasn't wearing a hearing aid.

No wonder Xie Shijin didn't notice her even though she followed him the whole way. He thought it was because the kitten was so good at tracking!

With so many cars on the road, Xie Shijin couldn't hear the horns. What if he got hit? Not all drivers obey traffic rules.

She was killed in a car accident.

Another clap of thunder.

Cheng Shiyun yelled, "Meow!"

It's going to rain, Xie Shijin, wait for me!

...

Just before it started raining, Cheng Shiyun finally arrived at Xie Shijin's building.

Two kilometers requires two stalks of green vegetables!

Xie Shijin's house and her house are actually quite close, only two streets apart.

Xie Shijin also had to pass through Xuezi Road to get to school.

The two arrived at the classroom almost simultaneously, but Cheng Shiyun never bumped into him.

Cheng Shiyun had already figured out how to frame Xie Shijin.

As soon as Xie Shijin opened the door, she collapsed onto his shoes, rolled over, and whimpered.

How could Xie Shijin bear to ignore such an adorable kitten?

No one can resist an adorable cat.

Hmm, nobody's here.

Humans are born to be conquered by cats.

Xie Shijin must have really wanted to have a cute cat too~

If she thinks she's not clean enough, she can go to the public restroom to take a shower—a stray fat orange cat told her that once she's clean, humans will like them and open lots and lots of cans to feed them.

Although Cheng Shiyun didn't know what the jar tasted like, as long as she successfully staged an accident and acted cute, Xie Shijin would definitely buy it for her.

That's how confident I am!

But why does Xie Shijin live on the sixth floor?

And then there was another endless staircase.

It's not easy to stage an accident for insurance fraud, even for a cat.

"Meow..."

Waaah—

So ugly.

Cheng Shiyun was disgusted by her own shadow.

Her hair was as stiff as a hedgehog's, and many of it was sticking up.

She is a clown cat.

Cats can also experience appearance anxiety.

She gently rubbed her paws against the shadow, then nervously shrank her ears.

With her ridiculous appearance, do you really think she can successfully stage an accident?

How will you know if you don't try?

Cats aren't afraid of failure; cats are brave!

Cheng Shiyun stretched out her cat paw and slapped the door repeatedly.

"Meow!"

Xie Shijin, open the door quickly! I'm here to stage an accident!

A note from the author:

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Long live the kitten! [Sprinkling flowers]