Reborn as All Kinds of Animals

Please add my next book, Reborn in the First Year, to your favorites! [Writing isn't easy. Please support the official release. Subscribe to 77% of the main story to unlock bonus chapters!] Story blurb: Cheng Shiyun died in a car accident at the age of sixteen. When she opened her eyes again, she had become a kitten who wasn't even a month old. Cheng Shiyun took it in stride and licked her paw. Ever since she died, she'd been able to turn into all kinds of animals. Last time, she'd become a fish at the market and nearly been eaten. That had been a close call. Overjoyed, Cheng Shiyun hurried home. But her mom was allergic to cats. What was she supposed to do? After three days without food, Cheng Shiyun was rummaging through the trash downstairs when she saw Xie Shijin, her high school deskmate, carrying a bag to her house. The bag was full of money! It was August, yet Xie Shijin was wearing a long-sleeved T-shirt. When he raised his arm, Cheng Shiyun saw the many scars on the pale wrist bone peeking out from his sleeve. Xie Shijin got into Tsinghua University, and the government awarded him 150,000 yuan. He spent 20,000 yuan on an urn for his grandmother, 80,000 on a burial plot, and tucked the remaining 50,000 into the milk box outside Cheng Shiyun's home. After delivering the money, Xie Shijin went home, shut all the doors and windows, and turned on the gas stove. But then he heard a girl calling his name over and over, just as she had in his dreams countless times, telling him, “Xie Shijin, don't be afraid.” Xie Shijin opened the door. The tiny kitten scratching at it stumbled and fell against his shoe, rolled onto her back, and pawed at his trouser leg, crying, “Xie Shijin, Xie Shijin, you finally opened the door! I'm so hungry.” Xie Shijin froze for a long time, then slowly crouched down. He reached out several times but didn't dare touch her, his hand hovering stiffly in midair. His voice trembling, he asked, “Cheng Shiyun, is that you?” Cheng Shiyun: “Meow!!!” You can understand me! That's wonderful! Cheng Shiyun raised her fluffy head and rubbed it against his palm, meowing, “Xie Shijin, could you please not die? If you die, no one will take care of me.” On the day of university registration, Xie Shijin carried a cat carrier. His roommate kindly reminded him, “You can't keep cats in the dorm.” Xie Shijin looked at the little sparrow perched by the window, his expression complicated. Pressing his lips together, he asked, “Can I keep a bird?” His roommate: “?” Cheng Shiyun had turned into a little sparrow again. Unable to fly into the dorm, she flitted anxiously outside the window. “Xie Shijin, Xie Shijin, hurry and let me in…” Reading guide: 1. The female lead can be reborn as a kitten, a bird, a snake, and so on. 2. Happy ending, no tragic endings. Seven parts sweetness. 3. Romance-focused, with a slight mystery plot concerning the female lead's death. [Plot-focused blurb]: Two years ago. She left on an ordinary, unremarkable night of torrential rain. Two years later. Time flowed backward, and on that same stormy night, her beloved arrived before death did. Blurb written on January 2, 2025 [Upcoming novel] Reborn in the First Year: Twenty-seven-year-old Zhao Mengjin was a doctor who died of cancer. When she opened her eyes again, she was locked inside a school equipment room. Her hair was tied in a high ponytail, she wore a clean blue-and-white school uniform, and her inhaler was nowhere to be found. The equipment room was dim and covered in dust. Zhao Mengjin covered her nose and mouth, doing her best to stay calm and keep her asthma from flaring up. As she tried to save herself, a boy burst through the equipment-room door, sending dust billowing through the air. Zhao Mengjin weakly raised her head and recognized his face. Bewildered, she asked, “Chen Bozhou? What are you doing here?” The wind-tossed hair fell back into place as the boy panted hard. Zhao Mengjin looked behind him. But the boy's somber gaze remained fixed on her. “Chen Bozhou, who are you here for?” Chen Bozhou walked toward her step by step, bent down, scooped her up by the backs of her knees, and rasped, “Zhao Mengjin, hold on tight.” Zhao Mengjin fell into a warm, clean embrace. It took her a long moment to understand. Wasn't He Chengyang the one who saved her in her previous life? * The day Zhao Mengjin died was also the day she asked He Chengyang for a divorce. She had mailed him the divorce papers, but had no idea whether He Chengyang had signed them after she died. Twenty-eight-year-old He Chengyang didn't love Zhao Mengjin. Eighteen-year-old He Chengyang still didn't love Zhao Mengjin. On the day the first mock exams ended, He Chengyang confessed to his first love. He turned off the classroom lights and celebrated his first love's birthday with their class. It was Zhao Mengjin's birthday too. He Chengyang had never celebrated her birthday, and she had never seen him look so happy. Everyone crowded around them, congratulating them and watching them make a wish and blow out the candles. Naturally, no one noticed the little flame flickering in a neglected corner. The handsome, refined boy cupped his hands carefully around the feeble flame and said softly, “...Zhao Mengjin, happy birthday. I'm not so bad, you know.” Stop loving him, and look at me a little more. * At the farewell banquet after graduation, everyone got a little drunk. Chen Bozhou was drunk too, and a few boys from his class pulled him into a game of Truth or Dare. The usually invincible Chen Bozhou lost again and again that night. “Truth! How long have you been in love with Zhao Mengjin?!” Chen Bozhou obediently rested his head on her shoulder, bleary with drink like a big dog. Zhao Mengjin's face turned red. Amid the teasing all around them, Chen Bozhou said, “Sixteen years.” * In the first year after Zhao Mengjin was reborn, she discovered that Chen Bozhou had loved her for sixteen years. Theme: Face pain and pressure with courage, stay positive, and hold on to your dreams and beliefs. That's another kind of brilliance in life.