Chapter 43
The monk was taken aback. He remembered that winter, and he remembered the two kittens, but...
He looked at the German speaking in front of him and hesitated for a moment, which was rare. Had the little cat from back then become a spirit?
Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, Ning Wensong became a little anxious and kept tugging at his clothes with her paws. "It's me, don't you remember?"
"Ah, I remember, I remember. Don't tear my clothes." The monk gently lifted her front paw, held her in his arms, and looked at her tenderly. "Little cat, you're still the same as before!"
"Meow~" Ning Wensong called softly. She didn't expect the monks to come down the mountain on their own initiative, so that they didn't have to climb up anymore.
If she climbed Songqingshan again, her legs would really go weak.
"Little cat, have you turned into a fairy? What's your name?" The monk scratched her chin, making her purr.
"My name is Qingshan, the Qingshan of sending green mountains."
"Snoring... My name is Ning Wensong. Actually, I was a little fairy back then, but I couldn't transform back then. We've met before!" She felt very comfortable being tickled. After saying that, she remembered that she needed to transform into human form to communicate, so she hurriedly broke free and ran back to the tent.
"Wait for me a minute!"
Shen Che was awakened by the noise of her entering the tent. He opened his eyes groggily and saw that Ning Wensong had turned into a human.
He was a little confused. "What happened? Don't worry."
Ning Wensong leaned closer to him and asked mysteriously, "Guess who's outside?"
"That monk?"
"?" Ning Wensong was stunned. This was different from what she had expected. "You guessed it so quickly! Quick! Let's go out together!"
The two dressed and walked out of the tent, where they saw the little monk standing obediently in the same spot, his eyes gazing blankly into the distance.
Their commotion caught Qingshan's attention, and he looked at them with a smile.
"Oh, it's you guys! What a coincidence!" He hadn't expected such a coincidence, but last time the kitten didn't seem to recognize him. Qingshan wondered, so he asked directly.
Ning Wensong didn't know how to answer; the matter was too complicated. After thinking for a while, she decided to cover up the truth. "Well... something happened when I was a child. I lost my memory after separating from my brother, and I only recently remembered it."
Qingshan nodded, believing her explanation. Looking at the row of tents, he belatedly realized, "Did I disturb you? I'm just going down the mountain for a short walk and will be back soon."
Today might be their gathering, and Aoyama realized that he might have disturbed them.
“Hmm…” Ning Wensong looked at Shen Che with earnest eyes.
Shen Che knew what she was thinking at a glance, but he wondered if there were any extra tents, otherwise it wouldn't be safe for Qingshan to go back at night.
He thought for a moment and told Ning Wensong to stay in Qingshan for the time being, while he went to ask Xu Lin.
Xu Lin had been sleeping in the tent, and he was startled when Shen Che suddenly entered.
"Do you have a sense of boundaries?"
"? They're all men...you're not a girl." Shen Che was a little speechless. He didn't want to talk about this with Xu Lin right now, so he quickly explained the current situation.
Xu Lin's eyes cleared for a moment after hearing this. It was such a coincidence that the monk had come down the mountain on his own.
"Keep him here, I'll arrange for a tent to be sent right now!"
...
By the time the tent arrived, Qingshan had already become friends with everyone. He was mild-mannered and never got angry, so Ning Wensong and the others really enjoyed talking to him.
Perhaps it was fate from back then, but Ning Wensong always felt a sense of familiarity with the green hills, making him unable to resist getting closer.
Everyone else went to help set up the tents, but she stayed by Qingshan's side. Looking at Qingshan's indifferent face, she rolled her eyes and mustered up her courage to ask, "Why are you called Qingshan?"
"Um... I got lost when I was little. As far as I can remember, I was adopted by my master. He said that if he found me here, I would be called Qingshan. Later, my parents found me, but my master had already passed away, so I stayed on the mountain..."
Through his narration, Ning Wensong gradually gained a better understanding of Qingshan and learned that he was a man of simple tastes.
Fate is such a wonderful thing; I live because of him, and we will become good friends in the future.
Afternoons always seem to pass too quickly, so after setting up their tents, the group went fishing.
Newbies never come home empty-handed when fishing!
So tonight's hot pot turned into a fish hot pot.
"bite--"
A message notification brought Ning Wensong's attention back. She looked up from the bowl, her cheeks still puffed out.
Chew, chew! (￣～￣) Chew!
The message came from her email. When she clicked on it, she saw it was a notification for the finals of the Creative Competition.
"Due to unforeseen circumstances, the competition has been moved up ten days. All participants are urged to prepare diligently! We sincerely apologize for this decision, but it's not necessarily a bad thing. Prepare carefully, give your best, and you'll be pleasantly surprised..."
Ning Wensong read it out word by word, then looked up blankly and around, surprised that it had come so far ahead of schedule.
She turned her gaze to Xu Lin, "Do you know why?"
Xu Lin shook his head blankly. His family had not received any such news, let alone any postponement.
"..."
Seeing that the preparation time had been shortened by ten days, Ning Wensong was unusually nervous. She looked at Chen Che for help.
"Hmm... what should I do? I still haven't decided on a hairstyle?"
Before Shen Che could even speak, the others began to offer their own words of comfort.
Gu Nian, in particular, blindly trusted Ning Wensong, saying, "Little Songsong! You can definitely do it! Ten days is nothing for you!"
"Yes, yes, the styling you did was super beautiful, sister! This one will definitely be the same!"
The lark suddenly transformed into its original form and climbed onto her leg.
"..."
Shen Che waited until they had all finished speaking before kissing her in front of everyone. He gazed intently at Ning Wensong and whispered something in her ear.
"Baby, I'll let you use me, I'll always trust you."
Ning Wensong's ears turned bright red in an instant. She gently pushed Chen Che away before she could breathe normal air.
Seeing everyone staring at them, she felt embarrassed and just wanted to change the subject as soon as possible.
"Alright, alright, after we get back tomorrow, Shen Che and I will be spending a lot of time at the villa. Call us beforehand if you need anything. Look forward to this look! I'll do my best!"
Aoyama stood outside them, and as if he had seen through something, he secretly smiled without saying a word.
Xu Lin noticed this scene, but he didn't ask anything because he had just asked his grandfather and learned an important piece of information.
"It is said that a world-class stylist will be attending the finals, and the competition schedule was adjusted to accommodate his schedule. However... it is unclear what exactly this stylist is here for."
Ning Wensong pondered for a moment, world-class...
Could they be here to select contestants for a world-class styling competition?
She snapped out of her reverie and realized she had been daydreaming; there weren't many people in China who could compete in world-class pet design competitions.
Those people abroad have a dedicated industry chain to cultivate talent in this field. She has seen works from world-class competitions, and they are indeed very impressive. Whether it is technology or innovation, they are at least better than the bizarre designs from China.
Ning Wensong's dream is to reach the highest level possible, but he still doesn't dare to dream of becoming a world-class player.
If it's true... then she will definitely put in all her effort this time and give it her all.
To give Ning Wensong a proper environment to relax, everyone changed the post-dinner truth or dare game to lying on the grass to clear their minds and perhaps even wait for a meteor shower.
Chen Che lay down next to her, their fingers intertwined. "Don't overthink it, okay? Just do your best."
His voice was gentle yet powerful, calming Ning Wensong's somewhat agitated mood.
She scratched Chen Che's palm and grinned at him, "I'm already very good, now I'm just thinking about my look..."
Ning Wensong recalled that she had already done many different looks for cats in this world, and she couldn't think of any more for different breeds.
Just as she was struggling with her decision, a white light flashed across the sky.
Everyone who lay down looked up at the sky and exclaimed in amazement.
Countless streaks of starlight began to streak across the night sky, leaving long trails. This platform offered a wide view, allowing a clear view of the entire celestial canopy.
"Wow!" Ning Wensong's eyes reflected the image of a meteor shower, and in that instant, she decided what look to create.
When the meteor shower had already streaked across half the sky, she remembered she wanted to make a wish, so she quickly closed her eyes again.
"I hope my loved ones, family, and friends are all safe and well, and I hope my career will flourish!"
Her voice was very soft, almost a whisper.
Shen Che heard this and began to smile, his eyes crinkling. He reached out and pulled Ning Wensong closer to him.
"Baby, I love you, forever and ever."
Ning Wensong opened her eyes and looked at him; the two of them radiated happiness.
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New home.
It's afternoon, and Ning Wensong is still sleeping.
Last night, they stayed up very late, but there were still mosquitoes on the mountain in winter, and everyone was kept awake by them. So they went home early to take a nap.
Ning Wensong's dream was still filled with the scene from last night: a vow of love under the starry sky.
Chen Che woke up before her. After making lunch, he hung a countdown timer for the competition by his bedside. There were eight days left.
While Ning Wensong was still asleep, he went to the dressing room and transformed into his original form to look at himself in the mirror, a little worried that he wasn't qualified to be the model this time.
After all, there are not many shapes to make with a yellow and white base color, and even with paint, it is not always possible to mix a suitable color.
Shen Che stayed in the dressing room for a long time, becoming more and more anxious, until Ning Wensong came in rubbing his eyes.
"Hey, what are you doing here? And you've turned into a cat!" She pounced on him and rubbed against him.
It feels so good to the touch, all fluffy!
Chen Che froze for a moment. He was too embarrassed to tell the real reason, so he just said that he wanted to become a cat to relax.
His voice was halting and stammering when he spoke.
Ning Wensong keenly sensed that something was wrong. She glanced at Shen Che from the side and could see the guilty conscience on his cat-like face.
She thought about it for a while and quickly figured out what had happened.
"Honey... I've already come up with the design after I finished, I'm going to make a dreamy meteor shower on you~ Do you not want to be my model now?" Ning Wensong circled his fur with her fingers, her tone coy.
A spark went off in Chen Che's head—his baby had called him "husband"...
"No, no! I'll do it, I'll do it! You can only do it on me!" Shen Che finished speaking quickly and then transformed into a human, pressing down on Ning Wensong.
He was completely naked.
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