Chapter 16 The pendant around the cat's neck. It's a cat's tooth.
The sky was getting dark.
After Ni Jiaqi left, Xie Shijin added Director Qian on WeChat.
Qian Juan is the director of teaching affairs for the senior year at Yichuan No. 7 Middle School, and she is married to the principal, Guo Renyi.
Principal Guo is a truly good principal.
Back in 2016, the classrooms at No. 7 Middle School didn't have air conditioning yet, and the summers were extremely hot and humid. Principal Guo personally brought ice blocks to cool the students down, which even made the news.
There's also Qian Juan. Although she seems strict, she immediately approves when a girl asks for leave from morning exercises because she's on her period.
Cheng Shiyun had asked her to approve many leave requests.
Cheng Shiyun missed them a little because she hadn't seen them in a long time.
Xie Shijin first asked Qian Juan about the time and place of her tutoring session the next day, and then asked if she could bring the cat.
Director Qian: [You have a cat?]
Everyone reacts this way when they hear or see that he owns a cat.
12715: [Yes, a little over two months old, very well-behaved, doesn't scratch, and doesn't run around.]
Director Qian was very understanding: "We also have a cat at home, but it was injured recently. Why don't you bring it over? It'll keep the cat company."
The phone screen is off.
Cheng Shiyun threw the mouse out of her mouth and said to Xie Shijin, "You don't need to take me with you. After all, you're going to tutor someone. Bringing a pet would seem very unprofessional."
"Pets?" Xie Shijin repeated softly.
Cheng Shiyun flicked her tail: "Isn't that right?"
Although she doesn't want to admit it, she is now a pet cat.
Even if she could solve calculus, no one would connect a cat with a person.
She's at most a cat with exceptionally high intelligence.
"Will you heat the goat milk?" Xie Shijin asked.
The vet said she was malnourished and needed to be fed every three or four hours, but the cat food had to be soaked in milk to soften it.
Cheng Shiyun scoffed, then laughed in exasperation: "Do I look like I can't?"
She may not know how to cook, but surely she can at least heat up some milk?
"Pour the milk into a pot, turn on the gas, heat it until it's just starting to bubble, then pour the milk out. Do you think I did something wrong, or do you have some secret recipe?" Cheng Shiyun retorted.
The atmosphere suddenly fell silent for a moment.
She couldn't do any of them.
She's a cat now, and she can't even turn on the gas.
Pouring milk into the pot was harder than pouring herself into it.
Xie Shijin is so annoying.
Cheng Shiyun huffed, "...What's wrong with missing a meal? It's not like I'll die."
"People will question your professionalism if you bring your pet to work."
Then they couldn't make any money, and both of them starved to death.
When a kitten gets angry, its whiskers practically stand on end.
Xie Shijin looked at her quietly, then raised an eyebrow slightly: "The doctor said that if your weight doesn't increase by one kilogram at the next check-up, you'll need to get nutritional injections."
"When did you say that?" Cheng Shiyun didn't remember doing so.
"When you go for your checkup."
"……"Yeah?
Did the doctor say all that when she went for her checkup?
Needless to say, nutritional injections must be very expensive.
Cheng Shiyun said, "I'll eat more when you come back tonight, why do you have to bring me along?"
"Eating too much at night will cause indigestion, the doctor said that..."
The doctor said it, the doctor said it... why is it the doctor saying it again!
How much did the doctor actually say?
Cheng Shiyun interrupted him: "No need to say anything, I'll go with you."
The boy said calmly, "Okay."
It was time to make dinner. Xie Shijin went into the kitchen, turned on the gas to heat up the milk, and a pale blue flame leaped up, licking the bottom of the pot.
Cheng Shiyun was playing whack-a-mole in the living room, and he stared at her, slightly lost in thought.
The doctor didn't say anything.
I insisted on bringing you along because...
His chestnut-colored pupils shrank slightly.
A few simple words, yet as awkward as a knife cutting through flesh.
The people and things he desperately tries to hold onto never seem to stay for him.
Parents are like that.
Cheng Shiyun is like that.
My maternal grandmother was like that.
He looked away, his long, soft eyelashes drooping down as he blinked slowly.
It's just because... I'm afraid of losing you again.
...
The following afternoon.
Xie Shijin took bus No. 101 to Lushan International Community.
With the cat carrier slung across his back, Xie Shijin carried a canvas bag in one hand containing some exam papers and his class notes, and a thermos and cat food in the other.
The lessons mainly cover mathematics and physics, lasting three hours each, with weekly payment. There is a ten-minute break in between, during which he can feed the cats.
The bus stop was right at the entrance of the residential area. As soon as Xie Shijin got off the bus, she bumped into a boy who was carrying a backpack and talking on the phone.
Both of them staggered.
Xie Shijin's bag fell to the ground, scattering exam papers and materials all over the floor.
The young man apologized repeatedly and pleaded with the person on the other end of the phone, "Director Qian, I really need this job."
"Why were you suddenly fired? Did I do something wrong in my teaching?"
The voice on the other end of the phone came through faintly, its tone indifferent: "You taught very well, but there's someone more suitable for this job now."
The guy still wanted to salvage the relationship: "I can take a pay cut, 150 is fine too, hey, hey..."
The other party has already hung up the phone.
The boy's face instantly fell, and he couldn't help but curse, "What the hell is wrong with me?"
A tutor who was doing a good job was suddenly fired. When he came to ask for an explanation, he was turned away.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the boy with the cat carrier still picking up the documents on the ground. He squatted down to help and inadvertently glanced at the name on the paper.
[Xie Shijin].
The man was taken aback, looked up, and saw that it really was Xie Shijin.
Cheng Shiyun also recognized the boy.
Yuan Shao, always third.
Before Cheng Shiyun died, she and Xie Shijin took first and second place in the entire grade, while Yuan Shao was always third, and he also got into Tsinghua University in the college entrance examination.
Cheng Shiyun usually can't remember the names of people who are worse than her in academics, but she has a deep impression of Yuan Shao.
Because he used to give nicknames to girls in his class who had big breasts, and he had a foul mouth.
Cheng Shiyun was also given a nickname by him, but not because of her big breasts, but because he was jealous.
Cheng Shiyun's parents are both teachers, especially Ran Hongyin, who teaches physics and is in the same class as them. Yuan Shao spread rumors that she had seen the monthly exam papers in advance.
As a result, Cheng Shiyun got into a big fight with him and almost tore his mouth apart.
Yuan Shao tugged at the strap of his satchel, adjusted his glasses, and tried to strike up a conversation with a smile: "Xie Shijin, what are you doing here? Do you live here?"
Xie Shijin patted the dust off the book and nodded, "Mm."
Yuan Shao: "Huh???"
This community consists of detached villas.
Wasn't Xie Shijin a student from a poor family? Did she hook up with a rich woman?
He wanted to ask more, but the boy, carrying the cat bag, had already walked away.
Cat bag... cat?
Xie Shijin also keeps cats?
Inside the cat carrier, Cheng Shiyun meowed twice.
"Xie Shijin, did you hear what he said on the phone?"
Xie Shijin kept his eyes straight ahead and said, "I heard you."
Upon arriving at the security room, he explained his purpose to the guard, who then called to confirm before letting him in.
The Director Qian mentioned by Yuan Shao should be Qian Juan.
Yuan Shao was also a student from a poor family. He received scholarships for all three years of high school and worked part-time during winter and summer vacations.
Following the navigation, Xie Shijin found the villa at the address on WeChat.
“Teacher Zhao said before that the tutoring job had already been taken, it should be Yuan Shao.” Xie Shijin stood in front of the door, rang the doorbell, and looked at the kitten in her arms. “Because of me, Director Qian fired him, I took his job…”
"Wait a moment."
Cheng Shiyun found the word "robbery" particularly offensive.
"You stole his job? How can that be considered stealing?"
Little Tabby was very puzzled.
The boy lowered his head, pursed his lips, and his usually calm brows were slightly furrowed, his expression seemingly somewhat guilty.
It's as if it's saying, "Really, I didn't steal it?"
...
Yuan Shao looked rather pitiful when he left.
But only humans have morality; kittens don't.
Moreover, Xie Shijin looks even more innocent and pitiful.
How could someone who adopts an adorable kitten be a bad person?
So, Cheng Shiyun, like a foolish emperor bewitched by a treacherous minister, stretched out her round hand and patted him: "Of course you didn't steal it."
"First of all, his poverty is not caused by you."
"Secondly, firing him isn't something you can decide. Even if you replaced him with someone more suitable, he would still be fired..."
The kitten is biased, but it doesn't realize it.
"Do you have sensitive skin? Why are you overthinking everything someone says? You should be thinking about how to pass the trial period, you know?"
It was very gentle, but Xie Shijin's heart felt as if it had been touched, and it was unusually tender.
"knew."
His pale lips curved into a very small arc.
If it were someone else, he might still feel a little guilty.
No, not for Yuan Shao.
In the first year of high school, Feng Yue was the class monitor. In the second year, Feng Yue transferred schools, and Yuan Shao became the class monitor. He was the only one who had the key to the classroom.
During the first month of the semester, when Cheng Shiyun's classmates learned about her situation, they spontaneously began donating money.
After evening self-study, while all the students had gone home, Yuan Shao used his key to open the door and found the donation box under the podium.
He didn't dare take more than a hundred, just a couple hundred, mostly in ten- or twenty-yuan notes, so you wouldn't notice unless you counted carefully.
However, a deep, hoarse voice rang out from the darkness.
"Put it back."
Yuan Shao was startled and squinted to take a closer look. Xie Shijin was still in the corner by the window.
He put his hands behind his back, feigning composure: "What?"
The boy's voice was hoarse and low: "Put the money back."
Yuan Shao chuckled twice, saying he had only come to check on the donations, and then stuffed the money Yuan Shao had stolen back into his hands.
It wasn't until he left the classroom that Yuan Shao realized it.
The seat Xie Shijin was sitting in just now... seemed to be Cheng Shiyun's seat.
That's insane.
...
Shortly after the doorbell rang, the person inside opened the door.
"Xiao Xie," Qian Juan said gently, "I just said you'd be almost there when the doorbell rang."
Xie Shijin nodded and greeted her, "Director Qian."
Qian Juan looked at him, then at the cat in the carrier: "This is your cat? It's only a little over two months old?"
"Um."
“Kittens grow fast. If you take good care of them, they’ll grow into big cats in the blink of an eye.” She said with a beaming smile. “I’ve been so busy chatting, come on in.”
Qian Juan opened the door and stepped aside to let Xie Shijin into the room.
She wore a long, light blue dress that reached her knees, looking elegant and poised. Her beautiful hair was styled in a bun at the back of her head, and she wore a silver necklace around her neck.
The pendant on the necklace looks like...
"Meow?"
The cat in my arms suddenly let out a short meow.
Xie Shijin lowered his eyes and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Shiyun smelled a... extremely uncomfortable, even creepy scent on Qian Juan, and subconsciously wanted to breathe on her and bare her teeth.
"ha--!"
The pendant was small, resembling a tiny white sea urchin with protruding spines and a slender outline.
It's not metal.
It's not a gemstone.
yes……
After a few seconds, Cheng Shiyun's ears perked up, and all the hair on her body stood on end.
The pendant on Qian Juan's neck.
It's a cat's tooth.
A note from the author:
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Text: Zhao Mengjin, a 27-year-old doctor, died of cancer.
When she opened her eyes again, she was locked inside a sports equipment room.
She had her hair tied in a high ponytail and was wearing a clean blue and white school uniform. Her asthma medication, which she always carried with her, was also gone.
The equipment room was dimly lit and covered in dust.
Zhao Mengjin covered her mouth and nose, trying her best to remain calm and prevent her asthma from flaring up.
As she was trying to save herself, a boy burst open the door to the equipment room, sending dust flying everywhere.
Zhao Mengjin weakly raised her head, saw his face clearly, and asked in a daze, "Chen Bozhou? What are you doing here?"
The boy's hair, ruffled by the wind, fell down as he breathed heavily.
Zhao Mengjin looked behind him.
The boy's melancholy gaze was fixed intently on her.
"Chen Bozhou, who are you looking for?"
Chen Bozhou walked towards her step by step, bent down, lifted her legs, and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhao Mengjin, hold me tight."
Zhao Mengjin fell into a warm and clean embrace.
She was stunned for a while before she came to her senses.
Wasn't it He Chengyang who saved her in her past life?
*
The day Zhao Mengjin passed away was the same day she filed for divorce from He Chengyang.
She sent the divorce agreement to He Chengyang, but it's unknown whether he signed it after her death.
Twenty-eight-year-old He Chengyang does not like Zhao Mengjin.
Eighteen-year-old He Chengyang still doesn't like Zhao Mengjin.
On the day the mock exam ended, He Chengyang confessed his feelings to his first love.
He turned off the classroom lights and celebrated his first love's birthday in class.
Today is also Zhao Mengjin's birthday.
He Chengyang had never celebrated her birthday before, and she had never seen him so happy.
Everyone surrounded them, offering their blessings and watching them make a wish and blow out the candles.
Naturally, no one noticed that in a corner where no one paid attention, a flame had sprung up.
The handsome young man clasped his hands together, carefully protecting the flame, and said softly, "...Zhao Mengjin, happy birthday. Actually, I'm not bad either."
Stop liking him and look at me more.
*
At the graduation banquet, everyone got a little drunk.
Chen Bozhou was also drunk, and was dragged by several boys in his class to play Truth or Dare.
He, who was usually invincible, lost several times tonight.
"Tell me the truth, how long have you liked Zhao Mengjin?!"
Chen Bozhou nestled obediently on her shoulder, his head slightly slurred with alcohol, like a big dog. Zhao Mengjin's face flushed red.
Amidst a chorus of cheers from the surrounding crowd.
Chen Bozhou said, "Sixteen years."
*
In the first year of Zhao Mengjin's rebirth, she discovered that Chen Bozhou had loved her for sixteen years.
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