Chapter 25: Identity Revealed?! "Stop licking, your hands are dirty."...
He heard Guo Xuan call out his name.
Cheng Shiyun's mind exploded with a bang, as if the whole cat had been struck by lightning.
Her identity has been exposed?
Besides Xie Shijin, is there anyone else who can understand her speech?
But when she met the other party's sinister gaze, Cheng Shiyun immediately realized that on the night she first went to the pet hospital, Guo Xuan had heard Xie Shijin call her name.
"..."
call--
It was a false alarm!
Guo Xuan could never have imagined that the body of the tabby cat in front of him contained the soul of a girl: "Cheng Shiyun, come here."
Seeing that the cat didn't seem to want to run away, Guo Xuan slowly stepped forward, raised both hands, and tried to grab the cat's neck.
Once he got close enough, Cheng Shiyun seized the opportunity and unceremoniously bit his hand.
"Hiss—" Guo Xuan almost cried out in pain. He quickly pulled his hand back and saw two tiny, rice-grain-sized blood holes on the back of his hand.
He glanced at the beads of blood slowly seeping from the back of his hand, then at the cat on the sofa, and gritted his teeth, saying, "You damn cat, I'm going to skin you alive today!"
Enraged, Guo Xuan pounced. Cheng Shiyun reacted quickly, leaping with a kick of her hind legs. She hooked her claws onto the living room curtains, her four short legs moving swiftly as she climbed up the fabric, reaching the ceiling in the blink of an eye!
Guo Xuan looked around, picked up a glass from the coffee table, and swung it as if to smash the cat down.
However, just as the glass was about to slip from his hand, he suddenly heard hurried footsteps behind him. He instinctively turned around, but before he could see who it was, a hand grabbed the back of his head and pinched him hard.
The force was astonishing, as if it were about to crush his brainstem, and Guo Xuan was thrown back uncontrollably.
With a dull yet loud thud, Xie Shijin, catching him off guard, slammed his head against the glass window: "Guo Xuan!"
Guo Xuan was dizzy from the impact, and his nose hurt so badly that he dropped the glass and smashed it on the ground, sending shards of glass flying everywhere.
He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye in horror and saw Xie Shijin gripping the back of his neck, pressing him down tightly: "I warned you, don't touch her!"
Guo Xuan was stunned for a moment.
How did he get out?!
He then looked up at the second floor. The bedroom door was wide open, showing no signs of forced entry, but the lock had been removed.
Guo Xuan was both panicked and furious. His parents were school leaders at Yichuan No. 7 Middle School, and he had always been surrounded by people who fawned over him since he was a child. No one had ever dared to hit him, not even his parents!
He coughed twice, struggling to speak, and cursed angrily, "Damn it, Xie Shijin, what the hell are you doing!"
"I'll kill you—" A chillingly cold voice pressed down on his head.
The thumb that was originally pinching his neck was moved to his throat and pressed down hard.
Guo Xuan immediately felt like he couldn't breathe and was terrified, but at the age when fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys are most concerned about saving face: "...You still dare to kill me? If you have the guts...then kill me."
Cheng Shiyun was shocked.
You idiot! Do you think he wouldn't dare?
When he gets ruthless, he won't even give up his own life.
The hand gripping Guo Xuan's throat tightened even more, unable to suppress its anger and violence.
It looked like they really wanted to kill him.
Madman! Madman, madman!
Isn't Xie Shijin afraid his parents will come after him?!
"Let...let me go...help..." Guo Xuan's face turned bluish-purple, and he was about to suffocate.
Cheng Shiyun swooped down and jumped off the curtain, landing on Xie Shijin and hugging his arm: "Xie Shijin, I'm fine, he didn't catch me, I'm not hurt... Let go."
She wasn't saving Guo Xuan, but Xie Shijin.
Cats are considered property under the law. Damaging private property only requires financial compensation, but injuring people is not something that can be resolved simply by paying money. It could lead to criminal liability and imprisonment.
Xie Shijin cannot go to jail for such a person.
She saw the bulging veins on Xie Shijin's neck, his arteries throbbing abnormally, as if they were about to burst from his veins in a fit of rage.
And the source of this anger was her.
Cheng Shiyun climbed up his arm to his shoulder, nudged his chin with her fluffy cat head, and said, "Let go, Xie Shijin, let's go home..."
The kitten's soft voice, falling into his ears, sounded like a girl's gentle voice, soothing his anxious nerves and pulling him back from the brink of losing his reason.
"Xie Shijin...how about it?"
Xie Shijin closed his eyes briefly, concealing the deep red in them: "Okay... let's go home."
He spoke, and Cheng Shiyun realized his voice was trembling. She suddenly realized that Xie Shijin wasn't angry, but... afraid.
Extreme anger and fear can make one tremble and unable to speak, but only fear can make a person's voice so terrified.
He was so scared he seemed to be going crazy.
The little tabby cat cupped his face with its pink paw pads and rubbed against his pale cheek: "Xie Shijin, don't be afraid."
Xie Shijin suddenly let go of her hand and pulled her into his arms, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably as he held her.
Cheng Shiyun hugged him back, hooked her little cat paws around his neck, buried her face in his neck, smelled his clean and gentle scent, and gently rubbed her nose against his neck.
Guo Xuan, slumped on the ground, coughed violently and gasped, "I'm going to call the police! I'm going to tell my mom I'm going to fire you!"
Xie Shijin didn't even look at him, picked up her schoolbag, turned around and walked out of the villa gate.
The nanny forgot her phone and returned to the villa just as Xie Shijin came out carrying a cat.
"Teacher Xie?"
The usually polite young man walked right past her as if he hadn't seen her at all.
"Why?"
Why aren't you responding?
Xie Shijin carried the little tabby cat out of Lushan International.
Cheng Shiyun nestled in his arms and glanced up at him.
A sharp Adam's apple, a taut jaw, and a somber expression that seemed almost dripping with gloom.
Cheng Shiyun felt a tightness in her chest, hugged the boy's arm, and meowed apologetically, "I'm sorry..."
“It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have encouraged you to become a tutor in the first place.”
She was filled with regret.
Xie Shijin hit Guo Xuan, but she didn't think it really count as hitting him. At most, she just taught him a lesson, and didn't really do anything to him.
But Guo Xuan will definitely complain to his parents, and if Director Qian wants to hold him accountable, Xie Shijin will have worked for nothing!
The more Cheng Shiyun thought about it, the more she felt it was a bad deal. If only she had known... if only she had stayed far away.
"No," Xie Shijin said in a low voice.
The kitten tilted its head back, looking at his sharply defined jawline: "Meow? What?"
Her cheeks were chubby; she had been eating well these past few days and had indeed gained some weight, becoming round and plump.
Xie Shijin couldn't help but pinch her cheek and said, "You didn't work for nothing."
"Of course there is!" Cheng Shiyun grabbed his hands with both hands, both anxious and angry. "Guo Xuan will definitely complain. If Director Qian asks you for compensation, then the money will be gone."
"So much money!" Cheng Shiyun felt a pang of heartache. She cried out like a child, making several incoherent, incoherent whimpers that were impossible to understand.
Xie Shijin smiled and silently pressed down her upturned cat whiskers, smoothing them out.
“He injured your ear, so at least… he avenged you.” His tone was unhurried, with a low, hoarse quality. “So, it was worth it.”
"Worth it my foot! My ears aren't that good..."
Cheng Shiyun suddenly realized what was happening, her expression momentarily cracking: "You... how did you know?!"
She kept it from Xie Shijin because she didn't want Xie Shijin to turn down the job.
“Because I have eyes now, and my eyesight is still pretty good,” Xie Shijin said. “The big white cat that Director Qian keeps has the same ear injury as yours.”
"..."
So Xie Shijin knew on the very first day?
So she's been thinking she's being clever all along?!
The little tabby cat tilted its head to the side.
This is so embarrassing for a cat, let Mimi die, boohoo—
The boy gently cradled her head in his palm, preventing her from dying: "Were you hurt just now?"
The little tabby cat blew its whiskers: "How could that be? He's just a little kid, how could he hurt me?"
Humans are nothing to fear!
While boasting about how she avoided being hurt, Cheng Shiyun also noticed that Xie Shijin's fingers were scratched.
"...What made the cut?" It wasn't very deep, but it was long.
Cheng Shiyun felt a little uncomfortable seeing the few tiny beads of blood on his fingertips, and subconsciously stuck out her tongue and gently licked them.
The blood droplets were pitifully small, with a slightly salty taste, and disappeared after a couple of licks.
The barbs on the kitten's tongue rubbed against her fingertips, causing a tingling, itchy sensation. Xie Shijin curled her fingers slightly; they were wet.
"Did I hurt you?" Cheng Shiyun looked up at him, her eyes filled with innocent concern, as if she didn't understand anything.
She remembered that the last time she did this, Xie Shijin felt very comfortable.
The pain had long been overshadowed by the warm, damp touch of his fingertips, leaving only the throbbing and burning sensation in his heart.
Xie Shijin felt a slight ache in his throat, and his Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily: "It hurts."
"Does it hurt that much?" She hadn't used much force, but the boy's brows furrowed, and he did look like he was in a lot of pain. Cheng Shiyun's heart clenched. "Then... shall I be gentler?"
Xie Shijin curled his fingers, the lingering damp warmth on his fingertips burning like sparks. The look in his eyes deepened little by little, and finally he turned his head away, his voice tinged with a barely perceptible hoarseness.
"Stop licking, your hands are dirty."
The tone wasn't exactly harsh; it was more like an awkward attempt to stop him.
"oh oh……"
Cheng Shiyun shut her mouth, her cheeks instantly burning.
Xie Shijin isn't a cat; when she's injured, she gets a doctor and doesn't need to lick her wounds.
The slightly salty taste on her tongue, the delicate texture of his fingertips, lingered between her lips and teeth. Her gaze couldn't help but fall back to his fingertips, but her heart skipped a beat, beating erratically.
She was just concerned about him.
"You should go to the hospital right away and get it treated, otherwise it might leave a scar."
"Whether you treat it or not, it will leave a scar." The young man casually said as he walked with his arm around her toward the bus stop, "I have a tendency to form keloids."
"Scar-prone constitution?"
Xie Shijin said, "No matter how deep or shallow the wound, it will leave a scar."
Scars that can't be removed.
The little tabby cat struggled a couple of times, freed itself from the boy's embrace, squatted on his arm, tilted its head to look at him, and stared at him with its two round eyes.
It looks like a kitten sculpture, so cute.
Xie Shijin met her gaze: "What are you looking at?"
"If you have a tendency to form keloids... will acne also leave scars?" Cheng Shiyun stared at his face curiously. "You've never had acne?"
The topic changed so quickly that Xie Shijin was taken aback for a moment, but still thought about it seriously: "It seems... no."
Xie Shijin doesn't get pimples! Cheng Shiyun is so envious.
She was terrified of even getting a single pimple, fearing it would leave a scar.
If she has a tendency to form keloids, she doesn't even want to think about how many scars she will have on her face.
Fortunately, she doesn't have a tendency to form keloids, but Xie Shijin does.
Will he be sad and cry when he sees the scars left by his injury?
I guess... too.
Cheng Shiyun recalled the time Xie Shijin lent her his shirt, revealing the scars covering his arms.
She was so shocked that she forgot to speak.
Where are the others? They all seem to be looking at him, at the scars on his hands.
Surprised, astonished, and frightened gazes were fixed on him.
Cheng Shiyun watched him from within those gazes.
She had never seen anyone with so many scars.
My heart was instantly filled with a bittersweet feeling.
Cheng Shiyun snuggled into the boy's arms, holding him tightly, and reached out her paws to hug his arm, rubbing against him again and again.
"What's wrong?" Xie Shijin asked, looking down.
She's acting a bit strangely.
Although Cheng Shiyun accepted the fact that she had become a cat, she still felt like a human. She wouldn't let him hold her unless absolutely necessary, and unlike other kittens, she didn't like to crawl into her owner's bed. She wouldn't even let him watch her wash her face or take a bath. She was a very well-mannered kitten.
But now, she seemed to want to bury herself entirely in his arms, clinging tightly to him.
Cheng Shiyun blinked, her eyes moist, and softly called his name: "Xie Shijin..."
"Don't get hurt by anyone anymore."
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Author's Note: One more chapter, bonus chapter! (Hands on hips)
Although this story didn't do very well in terms of ratings, I absolutely love it! It's the only story that had extra chapters during its serialization [pity].
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