Mr. Shen still really wanted some kittens, but when he thought about how little he had left to live, he swallowed the words that were on the tip of his tongue. "Okay, fine."
However, to Shen Wuqiu's dismay, she did not see the white cat by evening.
Now, not only was she panicked, but Shen's father and Shen Wujun also became anxious.
After searching inside and outside the house, Shen Wujun looked at the heavy rain outside and said worriedly, "Sister, do you think she might have gone to take shelter from the rain and that's why she hasn't come back yet?"
When she first started raising this little darling, Shen Wuqiu just thought that such a spirited little thing would be fun to tease, and she didn't intend to develop much affection for it. But after spending a few days with it, she really fell in love with this beautiful and intelligent little darling.
Shen Wuqiu remained silent, glanced at the heavy rain outside, picked up the umbrella by the door, and went out.
"Sister, it's raining so hard, where are you going to look for her?" Shen Wujun called out from behind.
Shen Wuqiu ignored her and quickly walked away with her umbrella.
She didn't really know where to look, but she felt even more uneasy if she didn't go out.
Shen Wuqiu walked along the road. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sky was getting darker and darker. The streetlights on the country road were particularly dim in such weather.
The unease in her heart grew stronger, and Shen Wuqiu wanted to call out into the rain and mist, but found that she didn't know what to call out to at all...
In that instant, she suddenly regretted not giving the white cat a name.
Standing in the rain and mist, Shen Wuqiu looked around blankly, a sense of powerlessness creeping into her heart. Suddenly, she threw down her umbrella and started meowing in all directions, "Meow meow..."
After calling out three times, a sweet, charming voice suddenly rang in her ears:
"Sister, your umbrella fell."
A note from the author:
Cat and Qiuqiu are going to meet.
Because of the rankings, I won't be updating tomorrow. I should be able to update as much as I want starting from Thursday, without worrying about the word count on the rankings.
JJB isn't used up yet, so this chapter continues. Considering that updating at this time might prevent many readers from seeing it immediately, I'll distribute my love evenly by sending 100 comments to every single one in this chapter. This will continue until my next update.
Love you all, muah!
Chapter 18 Sister
The sudden sound interrupted Shen Wuqiu's shouts, and she turned around in the direction of the sound.
In the dim, hazy light of the streetlamp, a graceful woman stood tall and elegant.
When the woman's face was fully and clearly projected into her eyes, Shen Wuqiu unconsciously held her breath, staring blankly at the woman in front of her, her fingers unconsciously clenching.
The woman in the aperture had a fair, jade-like face with delicate, three-dimensional lines outlining her features. Her phoenix-like eyes were slightly upturned, and her pupils, carrying a faint smile, were even brighter and more lively, exuding innocence and affection.
Just like in a dream.
It's as if this moment is also a dream.
The overwhelming visual impact left Shen Wuqiu's mind in a state of rapid chaos, followed by a brief blank, leaving him completely unsure of how to react.
It felt like a very long time had passed.
The woman reacted first, walking up to Shen Wuqiu, bending down to pick up the umbrella from the ground, then holding it back over Shen Wuqiu's head, smiling at her: "Sister~"
As they got closer, the woman's features became clearer. Even though she was soaked by the rain, she didn't look disheveled at all; instead, she was alluringly beautiful.
Shen Wuqiu seemed to wake up from a dream, hurriedly turning her face away and blinking her eyelashes, which were covered with water droplets.
Surprise, unease, panic...
A flood of emotions rushed in, making the little rabbit in her heart jump around wildly.
After a moment, Shen Wuqiu reached out to take the umbrella from the woman's hand. When he spoke, he was surprised to find his throat tight and terribly dry. "Thank you."
Whether the woman did it intentionally or Shen Wuqiu didn't notice, when she reached for the umbrella, she also grabbed the woman's hand.
Shen Wuqiu was all too familiar with the feel of those soft, jade-like hands. As if she had been electrocuted, she couldn't wait to pull her hand back.
Just as she was lifted into the air, her hand was grabbed by another hand.
"Sister, your hands are so cold~"
"..." Shen Wuqiu didn't dare to look directly at the face in front of her. She struggled helplessly for a moment, but even though the soft hands seemed to be using no force, she had no power to resist.
A gentle confinement.
"Sister, would you like me to blow on it for you?"
“No need…” Shen Wuqiu subconsciously struggled.
The woman then released her hand, still holding the umbrella for her. "Are you looking for someone, sister?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Wuqiu remembered the important matter at hand. He took a few deep breaths and glanced at the woman, suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart and trying to appear natural. "No, I'm looking for my cat."
My cat—my…
These two words evoke such a strong sense of belonging.
The woman's expression was somewhat subtle. "What does your cat look like, sister?"
"Pure white with blue eyes, very beautiful..." Halfway through her sentence, Shen Wuqiu remembered something, "You came from over there, right? Did you see a cat like this?"
Hearing her words, the woman's smile deepened. Then, noticing the unease in the other woman's eyes, she hesitated before saying "I didn't see it," and added, "I think I saw such a beautiful cat..."
Shen Wuqiu grasped at a straw: "Where is it?"
The woman looked down at the hands gripping her shoulders, "Sister..."
"Um?"
The woman looked at her, then a smile suddenly bloomed on her face. "Sister, why don't you take me home first?"
"..." Her response struck Shen Wuqiu's heart like a thunderbolt. If it were anyone else, she would have regarded them as a shameless lewd person, but it was this woman with whom she had shared a few nights of passion in her dreams.
Shen Wuqiu was stunned for a long time before finally asking, "Have we met somewhere before?"
"In my sister's dream."
Another loud clap of thunder.
The small umbrella could no longer shield me from the increasing rain; the raindrops that drifted in hit my body, feeling both cold and painful.
The woman shrank back under the umbrella and moved even closer to Chen Wuqiu.
When the familiar fragrance stimulated his sense of smell, Shen Wuqiu tensed up instantly and dared not look at the woman.
The woman, as if on purpose, insisted on tilting her face up close to her, saying, "Sister, it's so cold."
Her rosy lips opened and closed, and Shen Wuqiu's mind was filled with the image of her white cat tilting its head back.
Did you really see a white cat?
"Um."
Shen Wuqiu pushed the umbrella towards her, saying, "This umbrella is for you."
After saying that, she strode into the rain.
"..." The woman stood there stunned for a few seconds, looking incredulous, then quickly chased after him, umbrella in hand, "What are you doing, sister?"
"I'm looking for my cat."
The woman looked at her and bit her lip: "I'm wet, and my sister is wet too. We'll get sick."
Shen Wuqiu also felt unwell, but the thought of the white cat hiding somewhere pitifully made her lose all interest in thinking about anything else. "You should go back now."
"..." The woman was both anxious and annoyed that she hadn't expected her to be so ungentlemanly. She grabbed the woman's sleeve without a second thought. "Sister, my head hurts so much..."
After saying that, he shamelessly leaned against Shen Wuqiu.
"...Hey, what's wrong with you...?"
It's utterly baffling.
What can Shen Wuqiu do when faced with a woman pretending to be dead?
Of course, if it were anyone else, she could have simply dumped them on the side of the road, but this woman, this woman with whom she had intimate moments in her dreams every night, she couldn't just ignore her.
Left with no other choice, Shen Wuqiu had to drag the woman home.
Mr. Shen had been sitting at the door looking out. When he saw her from afar, he called out, "Qiuqiu, have you found the cat?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than he spotted the woman instead of the white cat and rushed over to help, asking, "What happened?"
Shen Wuqiu was so exhausted from trying to bring the person back that she was out of breath. She was feeling alternating between hot and cold, and she still hadn't found the cat. She was utterly "physically and mentally exhausted".
Upon entering the hall, just as Shen Wuqiu was about to find a place to put the person down, the person who had been pretending to be dead suddenly woke up naturally and then naturally hugged Shen Wuqiu, saying, "Sister, it's so cold..."
"..."
Mr. Shen looked at the woman, then at Shen Wuqiu, and asked, "Is this your friend?"
py is more like it.
Shen Wuqiu pursed her lips and nodded haphazardly.
Upon seeing this, Mr. Shen immediately called out to Su Yunzhi, "Yunzhi, quickly make some ginger and brown sugar water for Qiuqiu and her friend to dispel the cold, otherwise they will definitely catch a cold."
Upon hearing this, Su Yunzhi came out of her room, glanced around the hall, and frowned. "Where's Junjun? Why hasn't he come back yet?"
Where did he go?
"Didn't she go out with you to look for that cat too?" Su Yunzhi's expression turned sour when she mentioned cats, but she paused for a moment when she caught sight of the woman in Shen Wuqiu's arms, then her expression softened. "Wuqiu, who is this?"
Mr. Shen, annoyed by her talkativeness, waved his hand and said, "Qiuqiu, alright, you go and make them some ginger soup."
Su Yunzhi glared at him before reluctantly going to the kitchen.
In the short time it took to say those two sentences, the woman pulled him closer and closer, and Shen Wuqiu couldn't push her away, so he secretly pinched her waist.
The woman winced in pain, then looked at Shen Wuqiu with a pitiful expression, "Why did you pinch me?"
"..." Shen Wuqiu felt that she was encountering these inexplicable things every day. Before she could even process one, another one came. It was all so inexplicable. After taking a deep breath, she calmly asked, "Do you still have a headache?"
Before she could answer, Mr. Shen said anxiously, "Qiuqiu, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and take your friend back to the room to change your clothes."
With his elderly father present, Shen Wuqiu had no choice but to take the woman upstairs.
Upon entering the room, the woman, who had just appeared delicate and frail, immediately became energetic and quickly took off her white dress.