Jiang Zhi transmigrated into a melodramatic novel about a fake young master and a real one, becoming an utterly ordinary, but bipedal, giant fat cat.
To return to his original world, he had to reform the villain.
But no one told him the villain was actually the real young master, whose father didn't care about him and whose mother didn't love him. The only person who cherished him, his grandfather, had died. Left behind in the village, he was bullied by the other children.
Jiang Zhi: "?"
What kind of villain has it this bad? How can the real young master, whose life was stolen, be the villain? Is it wrong to take back the life that was rightfully his? Author, do you have any humanity? Any conscience?!
Jiang Zhi roared. He was definitely going to help this villain. Not only would he help him, he would also bring down that sanctimonious fake young master.
Full of confidence, he went to find the real young master, ready to reform the little villain with love.
Suddenly, a faint, tiny voice came from inside the house. "Old cat-monkey! Stay away from me! My grandpa's coming to beat you up!"
Jiang Zhi: Meow, is that me?
He looked at his sleek, shiny reflection in the frozen ice on the ground, and saw his plump, round body.
But I'm adorable!
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Qi Yan had a secret: he had been raised by a Jianzhou cat.
In winter, when he was cold, the big cat would lie on top of him and warm him with its fur.
The cat would say, "I'm going to be a cat blanket."
When he went to school, he couldn't cook, so he was always hungry. The cat would wrap itself in an apron and cook for him, even if there was cat hair in the food.
The cat would say, "You should be grateful. Extra servings at no extra charge."
When other kids bullied him, the cat would lift its front legs and scare them all away.
The cat would say, "Sometimes you have to be an old cat-monkey."
Later, the cat died.
He thought he would never have another kindred spirit by his side in this life.
Until he met a baffling boy who often secretly followed him, slipped food and books into his desk, and even left him money.
His actions were like a cat's, and everything he did was like a cat's, too.
He had been watching the boy from a distance, but couldn't help catching him in the act of leaving things for him.
"Want some chocolate? I got it from overseas. It's super rich and fragrant!" The boy awkwardly scratched his head as he explained, "I brought some for everyone in class..."
"Why didn't you tell me you were back?" Qi Yan stared at the person in front of him, eyes red, full of resentment and hurt.
"I only just got back from overseas..."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
Only then did Jiang Zhi realize that the other person already knew.
Theme: Love can be petty and possessive, and love can be generous and forgiving.
