(Regret, chasing husband, love rivals, redemption, slow burn, bloodshed) He is called Chi Musheng, an ordinary man who grew up to be slightly handsome and naturally fragrant.
Since coming to ...
Dragging his weary body, Chi Musheng walked alone on the dark road, the faint starlight in the sky serving as his only guiding light.
The quiet loneliness is suffocating; it seems that only solitude is the norm.
For him, that warmth was like waiting for roses to bloom in the desert.
Back in the familiar bamboo house, Chi Musheng took off the clothes she had worn during the day and immersed herself in the cool stream.
As the wind blows, those things that can never return are the remnants submerged in the memories of innocence.
All that remained for this body was numbness. He laughed, looking up at the starry sky, laughing heartily, a tear sliding down his face with the laughter.
"Hahaha"
I laughed for a long, long time.
A kitten hid in the shadows, quietly watching everything without disturbing it.
With his eyes closed, Chi Musheng was too weak to get up and fell asleep in the stream.
After a long while, a girl in white jumped down from the tree, pulled Chi Musheng out of the water, and carried her into the house.
Chi Musheng lay quietly and peacefully on the bed, completely unrecognizable as the boy who had laughed wildly in the water.
Bai Yumo gently covered him with the blanket, sat on the edge of the bed, and stroked Chi Musheng's face with her hand.
"I'm sorry, you stinky Sheng Sheng, I need to leave for a while."
"Take good care of yourself. I'll be back in a month at most. Don't forget me, and definitely don't like those two stinky foxes, or that leech spirit."
"Otherwise, your cat owner will spank you with her paws, you hear me?"
After saying that, Bai Yumo smiled and pinched Chi Musheng's cheek with her hand. She lowered her head and kissed him deeply. Then, she looked at Chi Musheng with reluctance in her eyes, turned back every three steps, and left with the diary.
She didn't want to leave either, but the cat clan's transformation technique was not yet fully developed, and she couldn't always appear in human form, otherwise she might turn into a kitten at any time. So, for Chi Musheng's sake, she had to return to her clan to solve this problem.
The next morning, the morning sun shone through the window and fell on Chi Musheng's face.
A touch of warmth was added to the chilly morning frost.
Chi Musheng slowly sat up from the bed, shook his head. Last night, he vaguely dreamed of a cat-eared girl who picked him up and put him on the bed, pinched his face, and kissed him.
He patted his head twice to shake off the unclean things. He only had a little white cat at most, so where did this cat-eared girl come from?
Oh right, Xiaobai, I was too tired when I got back last night and forgot about the cat.
He immediately got dressed, jumped out of bed, went outside, and shouted three times.
"noob"
Three seconds passed, and only a few early-wake birds in the distance were startled awake; there was no sign of Little White.
"Holy crap, did it get lost?"
Chi Musheng didn't bother to get dressed properly and hurriedly called out and searched around the area.
After searching everywhere, they couldn't even find a single cat hair.
He crossed his arms and thought carefully, wondering if Little White's owner had taken it away. After all, a cat like Little White, which could understand human speech, certainly wouldn't run away on its own.
On the contrary, leaving with a purpose is the most suspicious. Upon returning to the bamboo house, Chi Musheng suddenly saw three words drawn on the ground with a cat's paw: "Going home."
It's certain that the cat, Xiaobai, abandoned him because it didn't care for him well.
Well then, he can only earn 30,000 taels of silver with tears in his eyes.
After returning to the room and tidying up, Chi Musheng suddenly discovered something: the diary under her pillow was missing.
This is no small matter. If this thing is taken out and made public in Tushan, he will be dead. It's unimaginable the fear of being cornered and dominated by three foxes.
"Who was the brainless idiot who stole this diary of all? Aren't they afraid of being killed to cover their tracks?!"
Walking home, Bai Yumo sneezed several times, muttering, "That shameless person is insulting me, the cat master."
Achoo!
Chi Musheng sneezed three times in a row and went back inside to put on an extra layer of clothing.
Oh well, things will work themselves out.
Let's go have breakfast at Uncle Ze's place first; it's been a long time since I've been there.
Chi Musheng, strolling lazily, plopped down at the steamed bun shop and immediately called out a sales pitch.
"Uncle Ze, two baskets of steamed buns and a bowl of porridge."
Hearing the sound, Uncle Ze came out carrying steamed buns and porridge.
"Xiao Sheng, you're here! I thought you'd been off stealing cats these past few days."
"Ahem," Chi Musheng coughed twice. "Uncle Ze, am I so virtuous and chaste that I don't seem like someone who would steal a cat?"
He'll admit to stealing foxes, but stealing cats? That's not true. He was abandoned by the cats, okay?
Ze Shu looked incredulous and teased him in return.
"No, where have you been? Do you know that Miss San has been coming here for steamed buns every morning these past few days? Others might not know, but I can tell she's definitely waiting for you."
He originally thought that Xiao Sheng would never be able to catch up with the Third Miss in this lifetime, but now it seems that he has succeeded. However, this kid has somehow gotten stuck in the wrong place and has not made any progress.
"That's not true," Chi Musheng quickly waved her hand, indicating that she didn't have that much charm.
What's wrong with this heartless little fox? Normally, she gets annoyed even if I waste a little time feeding her, but now she comes here every morning to eat steamed buns so as not to interfere with my work.
"If you don't admit it, that's fine. Miss San is already here. Whatever the problem is, you can have a good talk."
Ze Shu patted Chi Musheng on the shoulder with a smile, then turned around and went back into the house to continue making steamed buns.
"What?! What a coincidence!"
Chi Musheng swallowed the bun in his mouth, looked up and saw a cute little fox-eared girl in a green dress walking towards him with a smile on her face.
Tu Shan Rongrong sat down opposite Chi Musheng naturally, picked up a bun with her chopsticks, and stuffed it into her mouth.
"Chi Musheng, I wouldn't recommend eating multiple foxes at once."
She'd finally caught that scoundrel red-handed. Even if she didn't have to work today, she was going to see what he was up to all day.
"The suggestion is quite good, Three Little Ones."
Before Chi Musheng could finish speaking, he saw Tu Shan Rongrong stick a chopstick into a bun with great force.
Tu Shan Rongrong opened her eyes and stared at Chi Musheng.
"Here's a chance to rephrase my words; what should you call me?"
She remembered that last night, Chi Musheng had promised to call her Rongrong from now on, but he was already planning to change his mind the very next morning!
Chi Musheng awkwardly scratched his head and explained.
"Rongrong, I mean, two baskets of steamed buns aren't enough."
What is this wicked little fox up to? I didn't listen to a word he said last night.
"Then let's add two more baskets, boss, two more baskets of steamed buns!"
Tu Shan Rongrong shouted directly into the house.
There's no way he'll make her leave; she's got this guy wrapped around her little finger.
Chi Musheng gave up resisting, thinking that this black-hearted little fox would go back to work after finishing his meal.
I had just picked up the bowl of porridge and taken a sip when a small hand took it from me. I held the bowl with both hands and took two sips.
Chi Musheng was speechless. So what if you don't have money to order another bowl of porridge? It's only two coins. As for trying to steal the porridge from his hand, do you want to drink his saliva?
"Tu Shan Rongrong, what exactly do you want?"
Tu Shan Rongrong put down her bowl, a slight smile appearing on her lips.
Guess!