At the dinner table, He Mingxiao's phone kept ringing with messages he was particularly interested in; each "ding-dong" seemed to echo in his heart.

In his black cat form, He Mingxiao anxiously circled the table leg, tilting his head back to estimate the height of the chair before stepping back.

His golden cat eyes widened into adorable circles as he stared intently at the chair surface. His short black whiskers trembled slightly with tension. Then, he shrank back and leaped away with a "whoosh"—

The little black cat's outstretched paws missed the chair surface by only half a centimeter, and he fell to the ground with a "thud." He got up, his head full of stars, and shook his dizzy head.

Enraged, He Mingxiao scratched at the chair leg with his paw, meowing angrily, "Meow meow—meow meow meow—" ("This damn chair is infuriating!")

He circled the dining table a few more times, then suddenly remembered something. His cat eyes lit up, and he trotted into the bedroom on his short legs.

After a while, a pillow appeared at the bedroom door and moved outwards in a rhythmic motion.

If an unsuspecting person saw this scene, they might be startled, thinking that there are many strange things happening these days, even pillows have become spirits.

He Mingxiao used his tiny teeth, barely bigger than a grain of rice, to grab a corner of the pillow and pull it backward with all his might, making low whimpering sounds. He pulled so hard that all the fur on his body stood on end, making him look like a dark, fuzzy chestnut.

Through his tireless efforts, this expensive pillow, covered in a silk pillowcase, stumbled and tumbled its way through the corridor, down the stairs, and over the street stalls, finally arriving at its destination with a body full of "scars".

He Mingxiao slumped to the ground, catching his breath for a while. After recovering, he climbed onto the pillow and, with a burst of energy, repeated the previous actions.

This time, he successfully jumped onto the chair and onto the dining table!

He Mingxiao happily wagged his tail, trotted over to his phone, turned on the screen, and raised his paw to enter the password.

After reading the message from Nan Xian, he blinked and tilted his head to think for a while.

Regarding the techniques for preserving objects... coincidentally, he actually knew some.

After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his right paw, tried to retract three fingers, leaving only the smallest one, and carefully poked the screen keyboard with his chocolate-colored paw pad.

After washing up, Nan Xian glanced at her phone and saw that the chat window with [.h] displayed "The other party is typing...". She immediately perked up, grabbed her phone, and went to bed, anxiously waiting.

However, after about ten minutes, the other party still showed that input was in progress.

Nan Xian blinked in confusion, not understanding: "Could it be a bug in WeChat?"

She hesitated for a moment, glancing at the time out of the corner of her eye.

It's 10:30 p.m.

It was a time they had arranged to talk on the phone before.

She pursed her lips and sent a voice message to the other party.

It was He Mingxiao's first time typing with a cat's paw, and it was naturally incredibly difficult. He was concentrating intently when a voice invitation popped up in front of him. He was startled and almost reflexively clicked to answer.

Immediately, the next second, his entire cat froze.

He Mingxiao stared speechlessly at his cat's paws: ...Hands, no, claws are faster than brains, what to do?

He heard Nan Xian's breathing coming from the speaker, swallowed hard, and dared not move.

Nan Xian was also listening to what was happening on his end, but after a long while she didn't hear anything, she unconsciously started fiddling with her phone case, feeling uneasy.

"Hello? H, are you... there?"

This was the first time she had spoken in a voice recording, and she tried her best to lower her voice so that it didn't sound like her own.

Hearing her call his name, He Mingxiao sat up straight instinctively. His soft ears suddenly perked up and then swayed slightly as if startled, with a hint of shy pink showing at the tips.

He brought the phone closer to the receiver and whispered softly, "Meow~ Meow~" ("Honey, I'm here~")