Perhaps my peeking was too obvious, and Qi Chen noticed me. He furrowed his brows and walked over.
"You shouldn't hold a cat like that; it makes them uncomfortable and can hurt you," he said.
His voice was deep and clear, like a refreshing spring on a summer day, and I instantly blushed, bowing at a ninety-degree angle.
"I'm so... sorry."
His expression conveyed a sense of "it's not that serious," while I felt embarrassed enough to want to dig a hole and hide.
I didn't dare speak to him again until we left the cat café.
Once outside, I regretted it fiercely, pounding my chest in frustration over not having asked for his WeChat.
Suddenly, someone tapped me on the shoulder. Turning around, it was Qi Chen.
"Hu Keyan?" he raised an eyebrow.
"Ah?" I was taken aback. "How do you know my name?"
He glanced at me and placed an ID card in my hand.
"You dropped this."
With that, he turned and walked away.
Before I could react, Cheng Xiaoyue pushed me from behind, causing me to stumble into Qi Chen.
Seeing his puzzled expression made my mind race, and I grabbed the hem of his shirt.
"Hey handsome, how about we exchange WeChat?"
"Or should I scan you?" Standing under the girls' dormitory, I humbly opened WeChat to scan his code.
I tried to calm Qi Chen's anger.
"It’s a misunderstanding, man; it’s all a misunderstanding. Let’s add each other first, and then I’ll explain!"
"Heh." Qi Chen scoffed. "Hu Keyan, if you dare show up in my bed again tonight, you're finished."
I was left speechless.
Man, your name should be Heartless.
The next day, sporting two dark circles under my eyes, I showed up in my History of Philosophy class.
Ren Zhiquan was startled and quickly took the seat next to Cheng Xiaoyue.
"Hey, did you practice cultivation last night? You look like you're about to die."
I twitched my lips and pushed him away.
"I wouldn't die in front of you, thanks."
With that, I weakly laid my head on the table, my eyelids heavy.
"Hey? Don't ignore me," Ren Zhiquan nudged me. When I didn't respond, he turned to bother Cheng Xiaoyue instead.
"Sister Qi, what did the big goose do last night?"
Cheng Xiaoyue looked down at him with a cool smile.
"Heh, call me 'dad'."
Ren Zhiquan: "Huh?"
I groggily made it through the morning classes and collapsed into bed as soon as I got back to the dorm.
I was awakened by the enticing aroma of Kang Shifu's braised beef noodles.
When I opened my eyes, I found myself lying on Qi Chen's sofa again.
The TV was playing "Liang Jian," with Captain Li shouting "Fire!" while my stomach growled.
"Grr—"
Qi Chen was holding a bowl of instant noodles, and I rested my head on his thigh.
"You drooled on my leg."
Embarrassed, I wiped the corner of my mouth and sat up.
"Hey, bro, I'm back again. So, do you have any food?"
Qi Chen: "..."
Finally, I got to eat the first meal cooked by Qi Chen himself—two fried eggs.
I was so happy that I almost cried.
Mainly because I was just so hungry.
After finishing my meal, I held the bowl and let out a long sigh.
"Ah—finally alive again."
"Tsk." Qi Chen clicked his tongue, "You really don't hold back."
I felt my face flush and smiled awkwardly.
In my mind, I labeled him as a "straight man."
Aside from not having clothes, he didn't seem to have any food at home either; I really couldn't understand how he managed.
Fortunately, we had finally discovered the pattern of our "human-cat exchange."
"This time, I watched you change back with my own eyes," Qi Chen said.
I sat up straight and listened attentively.
"I'm certain that the white moonlight wasn't asleep, but once it hit midnight, you were switched."
He pinched the bridge of his nose, dark circles faintly visible under his eyes.
Although Qi Chen often spoke coldly, he had been taking care of me.
For instance, he protected me on the bus, bought me clothes, and even cooked eggs for me.
We weren't related by blood, yet he never spoke harshly to me.
I thought that Qi Chen's cold demeanor was merely a facade; deep down, he must be a warm person.
"…So we can confirm a few points now:
First, the exchange only happens at night;
Second, it occurs as long as you fall asleep, regardless of whether the white moonlight is asleep or not;
Third, midnight may be a special time."
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