…There seemed to be something wrong with your little cat.
Jian Xun hugged his cat’s tail, feeling dizzy before fainting.
Time went back to nine in the morning.
Jian Xun woke up feeling lightheaded and glanced around. The room was quiet—he was the only cat at home.
Feeling restless and overheated, Jian Xun decided to take a walk in the yard to get some fresh air. Just as he was leaving, he saw Xiao Sanhua squatting by the doorway, licking her fur.
The two cats sniffed at each other, exchanging scents.
“Sui Sui, you smell so good these days.”
“You smell good too.”
“Can I lick your fur?” Xiao Sanhua asked shyly. “I’ll lick it for you.”
Fearing she had been too forward, Xiao Sanhua quickly explained, “My family is coming to take me home. I’m really grateful for your care.”
As she spoke, she leaned closer, and Jian Xun’s restlessness grew stronger. He couldn’t help wanting to get closer—to push her down, even to bite the back of her neck.
Jian Xun dug his claws into the ground and said with authority, “Let me lick you instead.”
He began licking the top of her head and the back of her neck with great focus—when suddenly, a cat’s paw appeared before his eyes.
Looking up, Jian Xun saw Xiao Sanhua’s grandpa staring at him with a stern expression, as if to say, Xiao Sanhua is so small—how could you even think of doing that to her?
Realizing he had gone beyond simply grooming her, Jian Xun quickly pulled away.
Before leaving with his group, Xiao Sanhua’s grandpa turned back and said meaningfully, “Boy, just you wait.”
Jian Xun: ???
It’s not a big deal for cats to lick each other’s fur… right?
Grandpa Sanhua’s aura was completely different from before. Jian Xun glanced at him and immediately felt a sudden sense of authority.
Baffled, Jian Xun watched the two cats disappear from view before continuing his stroll through the yard.
A delicate fragrance caught his attention—it came from a clump of lush green grass. He approached and sniffed, his mouth already watering.
Swish!
He opened his mouth and took a fierce bite.
Chew, chew, chew.
Sweet and soothing.
Another bite.
Chew, chew, chew.
Crisp, fragrant, and sweet. More importantly, it eased the restlessness in his body. Feeling much lighter, he hopped and skipped while nibbling his way through a large patch of grass, taking only a bite from each blade.
What fine grass!
The morning sun was still blazing. After grazing all morning, Jian Xun began to feel dizzy. He staggered back inside to cool off at the sink. Still afraid of water, he used only a small amount to wash his paws. Once his paw pads were thoroughly clean, he trotted elegantly into the living room, leapt onto the sofa, and curled up with his sweater in his arms.
It was exactly noon.
The cat on the sofa suddenly vanished—replaced by a naked teenager, curled up in the sweater, sound asleep.
When Jian Xun opened his eyes, he discovered he had grown arms and legs—human arms and legs!
This wasn’t the first time he had transformed into a human, so he wasn’t overly shocked. He quickly checked his points and intimacy values; they hadn’t changed.
Lowering his head, he carefully examined himself: long limbs, a reasonably toned build. He touched his face—smooth, delicate skin and a fair complexion.
Da da da—
Jian Xun ran barefoot to the bathroom, eager to see his reflection.
Still clumsy from the transformation, he stumbled to the mirror and looked up. To his surprise, he looked exactly like his former self—except for his hair and eye color, now golden-blond with bright azure eyes. He resembled a mixed-race youth.
“Meow.” Startled by the catlike sound that slipped out, he tried again.
“Hello… Hello.”
That was better.
“Shang… Xu… Ci,” Jian Xun slowly pronounced the boss’s name.
When he got home from work, Jian Xun could greet him like this—then leap into his arms and say, You’re back.
He studied his face, arms, and legs once more, then practiced smiling and speaking again.
The blue gem around his neck felt heavy. He removed it, put it away, and left the bathroom, pacing around the room in excitement.
After a few laps naked, Jian Xun began to feel cold and quickly went to find something to wear.
Grabbing the clothesline, he pulled down a row of clothes from the balcony and chose the smallest set. Even so, the clothes were still a bit too big, and the pants hung loose. With a slight tug forward and a glance down—he could see Xiao Sui Sui.
No underwear.
Although he now had a human body, he was still a cat at heart. His big, fluffy tail felt awkward stuffed into the pants, and he couldn’t retract it. The cat ears on his head drooped sideways in annoyance.
I’ve worn them… so the boss probably won’t want them back, right?
After a moment’s hesitation, Jian Xun took a pair of scissors and cut a small hole in the back of the pants, just big enough for his tail to pass through.
Now he owed Shang Xuci two pairs of pants—he still remembered the pair he had lent to Xu Tutu.
When he had enough money later, he’d buy the boss two brand-new ones.
The cat rubbed his backside, deftly threaded his fluffy tail through the hole, and swished it happily.
He was now dressed in a man’s white shirt and black pants, with short, curly blond hair and a pair of white furry ears. The shirt was buttoned tightly from top to bottom, leaving no skin improperly exposed…
Jian Xun nodded in satisfaction. Now I smell like Shang Xuci!
Hehe… I wonder why I suddenly turned into a human? Jian Xun thought for a moment and decided it must have been the grass in the yard.
Excited to test his theory, his human self ran out, took a bite of the grass… and almost threw up.
He returned to the room, still full of energy. Cats and humans saw the world differently, so he carefully examined every corner of the house.
This time, he didn’t dare touch Shang Xuci’s belongings without permission. Once the novelty wore off, he hugged his dried-fish pillow, turned on the TV, and waited for Shang Xuci to come home.
After a while, Jian Xun felt a slight itch on his arm and scratched it.
Then the other arm started to itch.
He scratched that too.
Five episodes of Tom and Jerry later, he finally realized something was wrong.
His whole body was itchy, and the dizziness from that morning had worsened.
Enduring the discomfort, Jian Xun walked to the mirror, unbuttoned his shirt, and saw his skin covered in dense red spots.
When most people felt unwell, their first thought was to go to the hospital—but he… he held his furry tail, his cat ears trembling.
Having watched far too many monster movies, Jian Xun shivered.
I dare not.
Calm down!
Jian Xun took a deep breath and slowly returned to the living room, planning to buy medicine online.
First, he decided to check the cause of his illness.
He opened Baidu on his tablet, typed in his symptoms, and tapped Search.
…
Click.
Jian Xun closed the tablet, inhaled sharply, and felt his eyes sting.
How could he fall seriously ill right after becoming human?!
The page even said to seek medical attention within 24 hours—otherwise, he could die…
Jian Xun shuddered in fear. Only one thought came to mind: he needed Shang Xuci.
He didn’t have a SIM card, so he could only use the landline. Heart pounding, Jian Xun hurried to the phone and awkwardly picked up the receiver.
This time, no need to meow.
Silently reciting the phone number, Jian Xun sniffled, clutched the hem of his shirt, and pressed the digits.
Two beeps, then the call connected—and a familiar male voice came through.
With a hint of tears in his voice, Jian Xun cautiously asked if he could come home right now.
…
In the A University research lab…
Shang Xuci was replying to his advisor’s message when a call from his home number flashed on the screen.
Was it the cat calling again?
He answered. This time, there was no soft meowing—only a young boy’s voice.
Leaning back in his chair, Shang Xuci’s eyes flickered with impatience. His tone was cold.
“Who are you?”
Not only was the voice unfamiliar, but the boy was calling from his home phone.
Why was he there?
Why was he using that phone?
And most importantly—where was his cat? Where was Sui Sui?
Shang Xuci frowned and switched to the surveillance feed.
Hearing his boss’s voice, Jian Xun quickly wiped his tears and whispered, “Sui Sui, I…”
He hiccuped, stammering, “I… I’m Sui Sui.”
“Nonsense,” Shang Xuci said icily. “Sui Sui is my cat. Who are you, and why are you in my house?”
The surveillance screen was pitch black—as if the camera had been removed.
Shang Xuci stood up, grabbed his car keys and the documents on the table, and strode out.
A classmate, noticing his hurried pace, called out, “Brother Shang, it hasn’t started yet!”
Shang Xuci didn’t even look back, his long legs moving briskly.
The call was still connected.
Jian Xun heard Shang Xuci’s cold voice and wasn’t sure he would appreciate his transformation. Suppressing his discomfort, he changed his tone and said, “I’m calling on behalf of your cat. He’s… he’s sick.”
Without waiting for a reply, he hung up, slumped onto the sofa, and curled up with his legs pulled tightly to his chest.
It was so hot…
When Jian Xun opened his eyes again, he heard Shang Xuci calling him. He opened his mouth to say, You’re back, but what came out was a series of meows.
Jian Xun: ??
Looking down—he was back to being a cat!
Shang Xuci held the cat and looked him over.
Jian Xun groggily struggled to get down.
He was sick now, so he shouldn’t be too close to him.
Perhaps because his body was so light, Jian Xun jumped twice and realized the discomfort was gone.
He felt energetic again, his eyes bright—it was as if all the symptoms from before had just been a dream.
It was still better to be a cat.
Jian Xun quickly stood on his hind legs, tugged at Shang Xuci’s clothes with his front paws, and asked for a hug.
Shang Xuci couldn’t help but sigh at his expression.
He checked the surveillance footage.
From 2:00 PM to 4:00 PM, no one had entered his house. Nothing was missing—except for the clothes on the balcony that had been taken, and two pieces of clothing left on the sofa.
Who had made that call?
His cat?
Shang Xuci gave him a suspicious glance. Sui Sui’s eyes were clear and innocent, focused solely on getting a hug. He didn’t look sick at all.
The phone rang.
“Cousin, I told my dad you’re going to the concert at sea too. We’ll be together the day after tomorrow.”
“Yeah.”
Jian Xun wrapped his arms around Shang Xuci’s neck, his cat ears perked up, listening intently.
Concert.
A concert at sea.
He was going too.
“Meow, meow, meow!” Jian Xun voiced his request into the phone.
Shen Huan immediately raised his voice. “It’s Sui Sui, sweet cat. Do you want to go too?”
“Meow.”
“Cousin, are you taking Sui Sui with you? Cats are allowed on cruises.”
“He gets carsick.”
Jian Xun reached out, lifted the man’s chin, and held it between his paws, looking straight into his eyes.
“Meow.”
You looked into Meow’s eyes.
“Carsickness doesn’t necessarily mean seasickness. There’s a veterinarian on the cruise who can prescribe medicine for Sui Sui,” Shen Huan said gently. “If he wants to go.”
Shen Huan: “Sui Sui, if you want to go, meow twice.”
Jian Xun: “Meow.”
Shang Xuci narrowed his eyes. “If you want to go, meow.”
Jian Xun: “Meow.”
“See? I told you Sui Sui understands human language,” Shen Huan said excitedly. “Now—say, I want to go. Meow three times.”
“Meow, meow, meow.”
Shang Xuci gave the cat a meaningful look. “Meow twice.”
“Meow, Meow.”
Shen Huan was about to speak again when Jian Xun reached out and ended the call.
You two are training a dog, right?! Making me meow like this…
After that small internal complaint, he looked up at Shang Xuci expectantly, unleashing his full catlike charm.
Shang Xuci patted his forehead affectionately—
“Meow.”
I want to go.
“Okay, I’ll take you with me.”
After what had just happened, Shang Xuci still wasn’t comfortable leaving the cat home alone.
“I’ll take you to meet Grandma tomorrow.”
Ever since Grandma found out he had a cat—and met him once—she’d been urging Shang Xuci to bring the cat to her whenever he had time. It was as if she were welcoming her grandson, not a cat.
Jian Xun let out a soft purr and rubbed his head against him.
The next day, Shang Xuci found the cat’s carrier and took Sui Sui to the nursing home.
Before leaving, Sui Sui squatted on the counter, gazing into the mirror. He lifted a paw to adjust his clothes, flicked his tail, and inspected his appearance. Then he straightened the jewel necklace around his neck and, satisfied, slipped back into the carrier.
Once in the car, he scurried out of the bag, hopped onto the passenger seat, and squatted there, gripping the seatbelt tightly with his paws.
Shang Xuci didn’t stop him. He simply leaned over to fasten the belt and closed the window.
…
Flower Archway
Holding the cat, Shang Xuci knocked on the door beside the bed.
The old lady’s gentle voice floated from inside.
Shang Xuci pushed the door open, and the cat leapt onto the bed, meowing sweetly at her with an air of familiarity.
Gu Zhen beamed, picked up the cat treats she had prepared in advance, and whispered, “Sui Sui, such a sweet, adorable little darling! Can Grandma pet you?”
Before she could finish, Jian Xun had already rubbed his head against her hand and thoughtfully pulled the corner of her quilt.
The old lady’s face lit up, and she gently stroked his back.
Turning to Shang Xuci, she said, “I can’t believe you’ve raised Sui Sui so well.”
There had once been many stray cats on their street. Gu Zhen had wanted to adopt one, but out of consideration for her grandson’s feelings, she had simply asked him to feed them—something Shang Xuci refused to do.
Once, while they were out grocery shopping, they had come across a pitiful-looking kitten. Shang Xuci had walked past without even a glance, showing no interest in cats whatsoever.
And yet, when he came in just now, he had been holding a cat.
Gu Zhen smiled knowingly.
Jian Xun listened closely to her gentle teasing of Shang Xuci, his tail wagging happily when she said she had broken her own rules.
Shang Xuci asked Sui Sui to stay with his grandmother while he went to speak with her attending physician about her back pain.
He headed to the adjacent treatment room, but just as he reached the stairs, a man stepped out of the elevator.
The man paused, moving slightly to the side as he stared at Shang Xuci’s back.
When Shang Xuci returned to the ward, Gu Ming was there. The old lady was happily telling him stories—mostly about Shang Xuci’s childhood.
Back then, Shang Xuci’s health had been poor, and he often fell ill. Even as an adult, he still had to visit the hospital frequently. But after Gu Ming returned, Shang Xuci was discharged. Aside from taking his medication regularly, he seemed to be in good health, and her fondness for Gu Ming only grew stronger.
Gu Ming was stroking the cat when he saw Shang Xuci come in. He smiled and said he had just dropped by to see her.
The three of them chatted for a while, and at noon, Gu Ming invited Shang Xuci out for lunch.
“Xu Rong will be discharged the day after tomorrow,” he said.
“Yeah.”
“She came to see the old lady after finding out they were in the same hospital, but she got kicked out.”
“Did Shang Wei tell her?”
“No, it was your old doctor.”
Shang Xuci pursed his lips and sneered. “How bold. Aren’t you afraid of running into Shang Wei?”
“I ran into Fang Xiuyuan once at the hospital,” Gu Ming said. “He’s a vindictive, merciless man. Xu Rong lost her baby, and he’ll probably blame you for it. You’d better be careful around him.”
When things turn ugly in their industry, it can be terrifying.
“Okay, I get it.”
…
Sea Concert
The afterglow of the setting sun cast a golden sheen across the sea, the calm surface shimmering. A gentle breeze caressed the cruise ship’s deck, while soft lights cascaded down the sides, blending with the distant stars to create a dreamlike atmosphere.
Passengers sat outside on the deck, enjoying the sunset with glasses in hand.
Shang Xuci stood quietly for a few minutes, his expression somber, before turning to walk inside.
Still taking photos, Shen Huan muttered to himself when he saw Shang Xuci leave, “Cousin doesn’t get seasick, but he looks so pale.”
“Don’t you think so, Sui Sui?” Shen Huan glanced down at the cat.
“Meow,” Jian Xun replied softly.
The novel had described the boss as someone with a fear of the deep sea, someone who disliked boat rides.
Jian Xun also disliked water—the vast ocean made him feel unsafe.
With a short meow, the lion cat turned and padded inside, spotting Shang Xuci speaking with a middle-aged man.
“Xiao Ci, you’re really here? I thought it was that girl Shen Huan trying to help me,” the man said.
Shang Xuci smiled. “Uncle, long time no see.”
“Meow~” Jian Xun rubbed against his leg.
Shang Xuci picked up the cat and held him on his lap as he reminisced with Shen Xiu.
…
Shang Xuci’s Home
Xiao Sanhua lay curled on the cat mat Jian Xun had given her, gazing up at the sky.
Brother Sui Sui, when will you be back?
Hearing an unusual noise from the roadside, Xiao Sanhua turned toward the courtyard.
A group of cats—each walking on their hind legs—marched in carrying a sedan chair, heading straight for her.
“Dear Princess Sanhua, we’ve come to take you home.”
Otro capitulo más sin ser humano… Ayuda por favor estoy desesperada 🙏🙏🙏😭😭😭🙏🙏🙏