Chapter 168 The Cat Cares About You.
Before leaving the Yan family, Yan Zhaozhou ran after him from behind.
"elder brother!"
He ran very fast, his chest heaving, and stood by the main gate of Shenzhong, watching Jiang Yingxu's figure already walking down the steps.
The morning light was brilliant.
The drape, when worn by Jiang Yingxu, resembled a ring of bright gold, just like the image of him standing on the awards stage in that photograph.
At that moment, Yan Zongjing was angered by Jiang Yingxu's words that they had no further relationship. His eyelids drooped, and his gaze conveyed the control and coldness of a superior.
He said, "Without the Yan family, how far can you go? Do you know how many difficulties you'll face? Do you know that the backbone of a young person has no weight whatsoever?"
Jiang Yingxu only replied with one sentence.
"But my journey here was not smooth."
Yan Zhaozhou swallowed hard, feeling that everything had changed beyond his expectations since Jiang Yingxu recognized his family.
While his mind was still processing Jiang Yingxu's words, his legs took off first, and he hurriedly caught up.
The young master lowered his head, his brows furrowed tightly, like a wilted sapling.
"...Can I still call you brother from now on?"
He had so many questions to ask.
But what came out in the end was this sentence.
Down the steps.
Jiang Yingxu paused, his dark eyes reflecting the sunlight, a rare moment of peace and tranquility in them.
"Um."
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Back in his rented apartment, Jiang Yingxu learned that the plot completion rate had increased.
"It's increased by 10% all at once!"
Shi Miao tiptoed slightly, cupped his face in her hands, and leaned in to give him a quick kiss.
"Jiang Yingxu, how are you so amazing?!"
The ending note was as soft as a strand of sugar, sweet and refreshing.
Jiang Yingxu flew back overnight and, after another confrontation, inevitably looked a little tired. But when the kitten coaxed him, his cold and stern brows softened.
He didn't lean in to kiss her.
After traveling for so long, I always feel like it's not clean.
She only slightly tilted her head, gently pressing her cheek against Shi Miao's palm, her nose against the edge of her hand, her long eyelashes slightly closed, and took a deep breath.
It's as if this is a way to replenish the body's energy.
After a few seconds, she lifted her long eyelashes, her eyes gentle, with a puppy-like wetness.
"I'm going to take a shower first."
Hot water washes away the fatigue of the journey.
The bedroom has a new bed, a relatively expensive one among budget brands. It's covered with light beige sheets and blankets, and it's very comfortable to lie on.
It won't be as hard as a wooden plank bed, nor as narrow as a sofa bed, preventing you from easily turning over.
With the curtains half-drawn, light streamed softly through the sheer fabric, casting a hazy tranquility over the still somewhat empty bedroom.
Jiang Yingxu said he was having some kind of relapse and felt unwell.
So Shi Miao patted her leg generously, "You can sleep here."
At home, she was wearing a loose-fitting nightgown, made of soft cotton. When a slightly damp head leaned in, the texture was distinct.
Cool hair ends, warm face, slow, deep breathing.
Shi Miao had never realized that her waist could be so sensitive. With arms loosely encircling her and her head resting against her, her tailbone felt a little numb, and she almost let her tail out.
She moved back a little.
Jiang Yingxu lowered his long eyelashes and leaned closer again.
Move it back a little further.
Jiang Yingxu pursued the matter further.
And then...
Jiang Yingxu suddenly spoke up: "We're going to fall."
Shi Miao looked at his slightly upturned lips, kicked his leg, and accused, "Isn't it because you're too big?"
Once I lay down, even the double bed felt a bit cramped.
Jiang Yingxu chuckled softly and readily admitted, "I'm just too big."
The two moved back to their positions at the head of the bed.
Jiang Yingxu recounted what had happened at the Yan family's residence in a low voice.
Shi Miao was half-understanding. "So, because you exposed Yan Zongjing's plan, the plot's completion rate increased?"
As we all know, cats always like to paw at something.
At this moment, she enthusiastically used her fingers to twirl Jiang Yingxu's dark hair, wrapping it around her fingertips and curling it, trying to create a simple, cat-like curly hairstyle for Jiang Yingxu.
Jiang Yingxu buried his face in her waist, quietly breathing in her warm fragrance, and hummed in agreement.
He had an idea, but he didn't really want Shi Miao to know.
If this increases the completeness of the plot, does it also mean that Jiang Yingxu discovered this matter in places not mentioned in the book, and perhaps even confronted Yan Zongjing?
It was just too late.
All charges have been finalized.
He became increasingly quiet and taciturn amidst those alienations and betrayals, and no longer intended to defend himself.
So.
Was Jiang Yingxu's failure and death in the original book a predetermined ending arranged by the plot, or... did he intentionally let go and stop struggling?
Jiang Yingxu unconsciously tightened his arms, and only after Shi Miao tapped him on the head did he apologize in a low voice and relax his overly tense restraint.
Things are different now.
The world was rewritten after he caught the cat falling from the sky.
However, "I don't plan to have any further involvement with the Yan family. The final 3% completion may take a long time to achieve."
Shi Miao spoke in a lighthearted tone.
"It's okay. As long as I don't use my powers, that injury won't affect me at all."
She muttered to herself, "It's more important for you to get some rest. You've been working non-stop on problems for the past two months, overusing your brain. You'll lose your hair when you get old!"
The cat cares about you.
The cat said loudly.
Jiang Yingxu likes any kind of cat.
But thick hair still looks better.
Jiang Yingxu smiled again and naturally agreed.
He turned his head, hooked his long fingers around Shi Miao's fingers, brought them to his lips, and tenderly pecked at her palm.
His voice was low and slightly hoarse as he gently coaxed her.
"Then... can I invite Miaomiao baby to sleep with me?"
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