The final interpretation of Chapter 66 belongs to the cat!
Reid dodged the cat, left with a "Let's talk on WeChat" message, and retreated.
Jiang Yingxu went to the cafeteria.
During the National Day holiday, not many food stalls were open. Instead of going to the vegetarian stall where he had lunch, he went to a stir-fry stall and bought two braised chicken legs that his cat loves. Carrying the takeout box, he walked towards his dormitory building.
As soon as you enter, you see a huge bag in the open space in the middle.
It was bulging and I had no idea what was stuffed inside.
The kitten jumped out of the backpack, lightly leaped onto the bag, its pointed ears and upturned tail looking very proud, and patted itself with its paw.
She had already prepared her explanation.
"I found the money in the bushes as soon as I went out."
It doesn't matter who lost it, the cat found it and got money!
“There was a stall outside having a clearance sale, and they had all my sizes, so I gave her the money and bought them all.”
Regardless of how cats and people communicate, the cat has been bought and brought home!
The kitten, with its fluffy face, said solemnly, "Don't ask any more questions; this is not something you need to know."
"This is the cat demon's skill."
The final interpretation right belongs to the cat!
As the most loyal little brother of the Cat King, Jiang Yingxu was indeed obedient and followed orders without asking any questions. He put the schoolbag and food on the table and asked for her opinion.
"May I take a look at it?"
"...You'll see."
For some reason, Shi Miao felt a little nervous, licked her nose, and moved aside.
Jiang Yingxu's fingers were very skillful; in a few quick movements, he untied the tightly knotted knot, and the two ends of the bag fell outwards, revealing the clothes inside.
On top of it was a thin down jacket, dark gray, with a simple logo on the chest.
Shi Miao originally wanted to be reserved.
After all, it was a gift for Jiang Yingxu, and if he kept talking about it, it would seem like he was trying to take credit.
But the kitten couldn't resist stomping on it with its paws, alternating between the two.
Her voice was sweet and melodious, vividly repeating the shop owner's boastful words.
"This coat is made of very good goose down. Although it is light, it is warm. The lowest temperature in Ningcheng in winter is only a few degrees below zero, so it is perfect for you to wear to school."
"This coat is super thick. Aren't you going to winter camp in Beijing this winter? You can wear this thick coat, and it's also windproof!"
"This is a fleece-lined sweatshirt. Look, it has a little cat pattern on it!"
"This is……"
One by one, the clothes were taken out.
Zhu Ting, along with Shi Miao, dominated the market, talking incessantly about everything from fabrics and craftsmanship to raw material prices. Their rambling arguments were so logical that every shop owner looked like Sun Wukong, bound by a golden headband, with pained expressions, wishing they could shout, "Master, stop rambling!"
So, one by one, they eagerly packed up their clothes and saw the customers off, saying, "We've given you the lowest price, so hurry up and don't come to my shop again."
They returned with a full load.
At least this winter, Jiang Yingxu won't have to tough out the cold wind anymore.
"..."
Jiang Yingxu lowered her long eyelashes, her fingertips brushing over the fine, warm fleece lining of her coat, turning it to the very bottom.
There were even two sets of thick thermal underwear.
The kitten tugged at the edge of the bag, peeking out as well, its tail swaying leisurely in the air.
“This is what I specifically asked for!” Shi Miao said proudly, raising the last syllable of her voice.
As a sophisticated young lady, Zhu Ting usually frequents places that are well-heated, and would never have thought of dressing like this.
But Shi Miao had spent time outside before.
It was very cold in winter. The kitten found a small electric scooter with a windproof cover and curled up into a large, limbless seaweed and pork floss bread, squinting to conserve heat. It heard men and women passing by asking questions.
"This awful weather! Yesterday it was 30 degrees Celsius and we had the air conditioning on, but today it's only in the teens and we need to wear a sweater... Did you wear long johns?"
"I'm wearing them. My mom called me this morning and almost grabbed me by the ear and threw the long johns in my face."
"I didn't wear them, they're so unfashionable, no way, I'll never wear long johns in my life!"
Shi Miao then dragged the reluctant Zhu Ting to a store that specializes in selling thermal underwear.
She tilted her kitten head back and meowed seriously at Jiang Yingxu.
She imitated the tone of voice her mother used to use when educating her kitten.
He said in a very old-fashioned manner:
“Jiang Yingxu, you’ll get sick if you don’t wear long johns. Don’t think they look bad, you have to wear them.”
"..."
Jiang Yingxu was a beat slow to react and replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
The soft warmth of the thick fabric still lingers on your fingertips.
Winters in Ningcheng are damp and cold, with temperatures hovering in the single digits above and below zero, and the cold wind seeping into people's bodies everywhere.
The shop where I work doesn't allow me to boil water, because it's too expensive and time-consuming.
Turning on the tap, the water poured onto my hands felt like thorny brambles, relentlessly burrowing into my skin.
Jiang Yingxu rode his bike to deliver food in the evening. The wind was so strong that his skin felt like it was about to crack. When he arrived at the location and made a phone call, he realized that the shallow breath he had exhaled all the way had condensed into a thin layer of ice on his lips.
The junior high school uniform wasn't thick at all; it was just a single layer of short fleece.
Jiang Yingxu almost fainted from the cold, falling on his way to school. His long eyelashes blinked slowly as he gazed at the hazy, white sky above.
I even thought it would be nice to just fall asleep like this.
Feeling that this would cause too much trouble for others, he shakily got up and walked back into the school gate.
My junior high teacher was actually a very nice person. He took out a long-pile lining that didn't attract attention and said he had bought the wrong size. He offered to give it to him for twenty yuan if he wanted it.
The wording was deliberately casual, as if afraid of hurting his self-esteem.
Actually, no.
Jiang Yingxu knew long ago that there was no point in talking about self-respect when he was barely surviving. At least the slightest bit of kindness from others could give him a breather.
The cold wind and rain could not break the burning passion in the young man's heart.
Jiang Yingxu has grown up; he is more composed, more silent, and more accustomed to ignoring himself.
Seasons changed, but Jiang Yingxu seemed to be in a perpetual winter, his bones and muscles hardened by the wind and snow, believing he was no longer afraid of any harm.
Until a kitten, bathed in the warm spring sunshine, ran towards him, bright and radiant.
"...Jiang Yingxu!"
The kitten held up its pink strawberry-like paws and patted the back of his hand, unable to hide its excitement, "Try it on me and let me see."
I want to see you wearing the clothes I bought for you!
Jiang Yingxu responded softly, and as he stood up with his clothes in hand, his gaze inadvertently swept out the window.
As autumn days grow shorter, the sky is already tinged with a warm, dusky yellow hue.
Outside the dormitory building, the still-green ginkgo leaves rustled softly in the wind.
The time when summer transitions into autumn.
His spring arrived late.
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