I Became a Cat in the Girls' Dormitory

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Recently, due to my throat and rhinitis, I haven't done dubbing for a long time. I did it intermittently, and then I didn't do well in the monthly exam. Well, I'm not in that state. Well, I just don't know if I should continue dubbing, because this book is the one I have done the most, so I want to post it here to ask, I am just confused. And due to personal energy, if I want to continue dubbing, I will probably only be able to dub one or two characters. If it is this book, I just want to ask for opinions. I don't know if my dubbing is good or not, and which character is better. Well, I hope you can tell me about it. Finally, if this post will cause trouble to everyone, please tell me and I will delete it.

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"Second sister! Wake up!" Before dawn, Ye Ying ran to Tang Qingwu's bed and gently pushed her to get up. "What happened?" Tang Qingwu rubbed his sleepy eyes. "Ah! We agreed last night! Let's go there in the morning." "Oh! What time is it! How could I have forgotten this! It's all my fault for that bad guy, he ran away after flirting, so I didn't sleep well all night! Oh, hum! I won't pay attention to him anymore!" Tang Qingwu whispered angrily, and then a sweet smile appeared at the corner of his mouth inadvertently. "Who are you ignoring?" Ye Ying put her little head over with a wicked smile. "Ah, no, ignore, ignore the steamed buns! Yes, Goubuli steamed buns, I recently discovered that they are really delicious! I'll stop by to eat them later." Huh? Food? Student Ye Xiaoying's eyes suddenly lit up! When you talk about food, I don't feel sleepy anymore. Then she urged Tang Qingwu to put on stockings and a small skirt. After washing and dressing up, the two of them went out in a hurry. Qin Fan was lying by the window and saw everything. What are these two stinky sisters doing so early? So he arched his body and stretched himself, ready to follow and take a look. But as soon as he jumped off the window sill, a pair of small white hands captured him in his arms. They were so big that Maomao knew who it was without even thinking about it. "Woof woof~" Xu Yage took Qin Fan back to his bed and said softly: "I know everything." Huh? ? ? Don't tell me! ! ! Masaka! ! ! Has your identity been exposed after all? Qin Fan's yellow cat eyes widened, and his eyes intertwined with Xu Yage's. "You are a cat that can bring me good luck. You bring me everything, right? Every time you are by my side, everything will be solved, whether it is singing stage fright, company announcements, or Qin... Fan " Xu Yage's voice gradually became inaudible. When he thought of Qin Fan's handsome face and cool eyes when he was with her, and when he secretly sipped Qin Fan's tea cup on the date, his face turned red. Then he rolled around on the bed with Qin Fan in his arms, laughing "Hey" and "hey hey" from time to time. At this time, the little fool in the dormitory woke up, got up and walked to Xu Yage's bed, and put his hands on the railing in front of Xu Yage's bed. There was a hint of sullenness on her young face, and her eyelids that had been drooped all year round couldn't help but widen a little at this moment. She stared at Qin Fan in Xu Yage's arms and said: "Sister Yage... Is... Getting in bed with the cat... Senior...?" Meow! What are you talking about? Is this what it means to have sex?! ! But where did you, little girl, hear about sex? ! ! "Meow~" Qin Fansheng called out helplessly. (;´༎ຶٹ༎ຶ`)~~~ Seven o'clock in the morning. Xu Yage finally explained what had just happened to Xiao Moran patiently, otherwise this little confused boy might have done something strange. "Huh~" Xu Yage raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, but Yu Moran's next words made Han Ningbing, who was washing up in the bathroom, squirt out the water. Oh, it's mouthwash. "Then... Brother-in-law... Will... Be... The cat... Senior... Become." Qin Fan's eyes widened immediately. Before he could make any move, Xu Yage smiled softly and said: "Idiot, sister and brother-in-law... That guy has known each other for a long time. Look at your little head, what are you thinking about all day long." As he said that, Xu Yage raised his hand and gently scraped Yu Moran's pretty nose, pinched her delicate and white face, and gave her a hard touch on the head. "But..." Yu Moran wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Xu Yage. "Okay, okay, there are no buts! Don't think blindly, sister has classes in the morning, let's go first, be good~" Then the door clicked, bringing Qin Fan, whose thoughts were far away, back to the present. What to do? What to do? At the same time, in the corridor on the first floor of the girls' dormitory, a girl who went from running to standing slowly, from smiling to frowning, with worried eyes, was thinking, why? Why? It's not that she hasn't doubted it, it's just that she doesn't want to doubt it, or in other words, she doesn't want to doubt it... I have no inspiration, Crab, I really don't have a drop of it. Everyone has fun just looking at the picture. When looking at the parallel world, everything is subject to the official version. Big cheers for the author! ˏ₍•ɞ•₎ˎ Official portal~

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In fact, the author is a bit wrong. At least I personally think that the cat turning into a human is not a poisonous point, but that the cat has been slapping people in the face and pretending to be cool. The process is a bit toxic, but if you write it the way you do, it won't feel toxic at all.

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You won't get married in the ending. It's too disgusting to watch her get married. It took so much effort to raise her for so long and give it to someone else. Can you tell me something?

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The author will update soon,

I will never subscribe to any future books with your attitude, and I will delete this book from my bookshelf.

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Ambition, Jing, understand meow?

Good luck to the author, this book is very good (✪▽✪) Although we are in the era of fast food novels, it is very good to have such a book, and if you don't die, you will read more 🥺🥺🥺🐶Please help me a lot

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In the past two years, you have had a book called "Eunuch". What have I eaten?

Chapter 217: The wonderful fate between cats and humans Qin Fan lay lazily on the window sill, with the sun shining warmly on his body. He looked at the busy girls in the dormitory and couldn't help but feel filled with emotion. Along the way, we have experienced countless twists and turns and adventures, and now we finally have a peaceful day. Ye Ying is organizing her desk, preparing to face the challenges of the new semester. She looked up at Qin Fan from time to time, her eyes full of tenderness and doting. Qin Fan knew that her cat's identity had been revealed to her long ago, but she never revealed it and instead loved him even more. Xu Yage came back from the rehearsal room of the music department, humming a little tune, with a happy smile on his face. Her music career is booming and she recently received a collaboration invitation from a well-known music company. Qin Fan knew that all of this was inseparable from his "training". Although he never said it explicitly, Xu Yage already knew it. Tang Qingwu practiced the newly choreographed dance moves in front of the mirror. Her dancing posture became more elegant and confident. Since that experience at the urban lakeside, she has completely overcome her inner demons and regained her sense of dance rhythm. Qin Fan still remembered her arrogant look when she put on the medal, and couldn't help but smile in his heart. Han Ningbing sat at her desk, flipping through a suspense novel, nodding in thought from time to time. Her talent in criminal investigation has been further developed. In a recent mock criminal investigation competition, her team achieved excellent results. Yu Moran has just returned from the studio. Her paintings were a great success in a recent exhibition and have been highly praised by many art critics. She looked at Qin Fan with a smile in her eyes. Qin Fan looked at these girls with a sense of accomplishment in his heart. He knew that although he was just a cat, his presence had brought huge changes to them. He couldn't help but think of the task given to him by the system - to help the servants improve their strength to reach the full value of their expertise and unlock the ultimate form reward. Now, he is getting closer to this goal. Chapter 218: The ultimate reward is revealed As time goes by, the relationship between Qin Fan and the girls becomes deeper and deeper. He not only plays an important role in their lives, but also provides invisible help in their careers. And the system finally gave Qin Fan a reminder of the ultimate reward on this day. Ding! The host has successfully helped all servants reach the full value of their expertise! Congratulations to the host for unlocking the ultimate form reward: the shape of all things! Qin Fan's eyes lit up, and a shining option appeared in the system interface - the shape of all things. He clicked in without hesitation. [In the shape of all things state, you can retain all current attributes! ] [Please choose your ultimate form:] [1. Human form] [2. Cat form (retains all current abilities)] [3. Customized form (can combine the characteristics of humans and cats)] Qin Fan fell into thought. Although he longs to return to a human body, he is reluctant to part with the freedom and happiness that this cat body brings. In the end, he chose the third option - custom form. The system prompt sounded again: [Please select the human traits you wish to retain:] Qin Fan chose traits such as intelligence, language ability, and flexibility of both hands. Please select the traits of the cat you wish to retain: Qin Fan selected traits such as agility, night vision, and animal communication. [Fushing...] Qin Fan felt a sharp pain in his body, and then lost consciousness. Chapter 219: A New Beginning When Qin Fan woke up again, he found himself lying in Ye Ying's arms. His body has undergone tremendous changes, and he retains the appearance of a human while possessing the qualities of a cat. His hands became more flexible, soft hair grew on his body, and he also had a pair of cat ears and a cat tail. Ye Ying looked at Qin Fan, her eyes full of surprise and joy: "Woof woof, you... Have you turned back to a human?" Qin Fan smiled slightly and replied in human language: "No, I just became more like myself." Ye Ying was stunned, and then hugged Qin Fan tightly, With tears in his eyes: "Wow wow, you are finally back..." Qin Fan patted Ye Ying's back gently and comforted: "I have always been by your side and never left." Xu Yage, Tang Qingwu, Han Ningbing and Yu Moran also gathered around. Seeing Qin Fan's changes, they were both surprised and happy. Qin Fan looked at them, his heart filled with warmth and emotion. "Wang Wang, what are you going to do in the future?" Ye Ying asked. Qin Fan smiled slightly, with firm eyes: "I will continue to stay by your side, protect you, and help you realize your dreams." After hearing this, the girls had tears in their eyes. They knew that although Qin Fan was no longer the cat, he was still the most important person in their lives. Chapter 220: A happy future Qin Fan continues to live among the girls with a new identity. He uses his wisdom and ability to help them solve various problems and support their careers. The girls also cherish the time spent with Qin Fan even more. They know that Qin Fan's existence makes their lives better. Xu Yage's music career is booming, and her singing has spread all over the streets. Tang Qingwu has made a name for herself in the dance world with her graceful and moving moves. Han Ningbing shines in the field of criminal investigation, and her reasoning ability is impressive. Yu Moran's paintings are highly respected in the art world, and her brushes depict fantasy worlds. Qin Fan plays multiple roles in their lives. He is not only their guardian, but also their partner and the sustenance of their souls. His presence filled their lives with love and warmth. As time goes by, the relationship between Qin Fan and the girls becomes deeper and deeper. They have experienced countless ups and downs together and shared countless happiness together. Their story has become a favorite story on campus. Chapter 221: Eternal Companion On a sunny afternoon, Qin Fan sat on the grass of the campus with the girls, enjoying the rare leisure time. They were chatting and laughing, with happy smiles on their faces. "Wang Wang, do you really plan to stay with us all the time?" Ye Ying leaned on Qin Fan's shoulder and asked softly. Qin Fan smiled slightly and looked at her tenderly: "Of course, I will stay with you until the end of the world." After hearing this, the girls had tears in their eyes. They knew that Qin Fan's promise was the most precious thing in the world. "Woof woof, we will never be separated." Xu Yage held Qin Fan's hand tightly, his eyes full of determination. "Yes, we will be together forever." Tang Qingwu, Han Ningbing and Yu Moran also nodded, their eyes full of expectations for the future. Qin Fan looked at them, his heart filled with warmth and emotion. He knew that his greatest luck in this life was to meet them. Chapter 222: Finale As time goes by, time flies. The story of Qin Fan and the girls has become an eternal legend on campus. They have experienced countless ups and downs together and shared countless happiness together. Their friendship is as solid as a rock and will never change. Qin Fan continues to protect the girls in his customized form. His presence filled their lives with love and warmth. And the girls have become the most important people in his life. In the days to come, they will continue to move forward hand in hand and write their own legends. Their stories will be passed down forever and become the best memories in the world. And Qin Fan, the man who once traveled through time and became a cat, finally found his own happiness. He uses his wisdom and ability to protect the people around him and his own heart. His story tells us that no matter what situation we are in, as long as there is love and hope, we will be able to find our own happiness. I hope everyone can find their own happiness like Qin Fan and protect the people around them until the end of the world.

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Has Liu Sanliang opened a new vest? Does anyone know?

Extra Five: "Writing a Day from Emiliane's Perspective" At six-thirty in the morning, the alarm clock rang. Emilia reached out and pressed it down, and sat on the edge of the bed for a while before opening her eyes. It was just dawn outside the window, and there was a very light fog in the spring morning on the sea of ​​clouds. The rooftops of the buildings in the distance were floating in the fog, like islands on the sea. She has her first English class today and cannot be late. While washing, she glanced at herself in the mirror - when she first came to this world, she had to be taught how to brush her teeth by Qin Fan. Now she can brush her teeth and check the weather forecast on her phone. Ye Ying was still awake when she went out. The quilt was covered over her head, only a section of black hair was exposed. Emilia bent down and picked up the pillow that fell on the floor and put it back on the bed. The movement was very gentle and did not wake her up. She closed the door and walked to school. The morning wind was still a bit cool, and the steamed bun shop on the roadside was steaming. The lady boss recognized her: "Teacher Xiao Ai, are there still two vegetable buns today?" She nodded, took the bag, and ate while walking on the roadside. It was still early when we arrived at school, and there were a few children who arrived early in the classroom drawing on the blackboard. She stood at the door and took a look - there was a black cat on the painting, and a line of crooked English written next to it: "I love my teacher." She said nothing, turned around and went to the office to prepare lessons. During lunch, she was sitting in the corner of the school cafeteria, and her phone vibrated. It was from Ye Ying: "Will you come back for dinner tonight? I bought fish." She replied with the word "ok". After school in the afternoon, she passed by the bookstore and saw Qin Fan sitting by the window through the floor-to-ceiling window, reading a book. Han Ningbing was sitting behind the counter, refilling his tea. She paused for a second, did not go in, and continued walking to the dormitory. The street lights were already on, and there was a tree that had just bloomed on the roadside. She raised her phone, took a photo, and sent it to Ye Ying: "This road is so beautiful." Ye Ying replied quickly: "I will walk every day from now on." Back at the dormitory in the evening, Ye Ying really made fish. Tang Qingwu and Xu Yage also came, Yu Moran brought a new roll of drawing paper, and Han Ningbing brought a bag of oranges. Qin Fan arrived the latest, citing the reason of "taking stock in the store", but when he entered, he carried a bag of mango pudding in his hand - he said he bought it on the road. Emilien sat by the window, holding the soup that Ye Ying served for her, watching the room full of people chatting under the light, grabbing food, and arguing about who would wash the dishes tomorrow. She lowered her head and took a sip of the soup. The soup was very hot, but she still finished it. She raised her head and glanced out the window - from this angle, she could see half of the lights in Yunhai City, dotted with stars, like the starry sky she had seen in her dreams when she first came to this world. At that time, she had nothing and needed to be taught how to "live" by others. Now she has a sister, friends, a room full of people and lights, and the English homework with the black cat waiting for her tomorrow morning. She put down the bowl, picked up her phone and added to the message "This road is so beautiful": "Sister, I had a good day today." Ye Ying was grabbing the last piece of fish with Tang Qingwu at the end of the dining table, without looking at her phone. But after a while, she glanced at the screen while Tang Qingwu was talking, then stopped and replied with two words: "That's good." Emily turned the phone over and continued to drink soup. The heat from the soup bowl rose, blurring the light outside the window, and blurring the very shallow arc at the corner of her mouth, as if she had just learned to smile. Outside the window, the night in the sea of ​​clouds was still very long, and the stars had not yet come out - but she no longer had to wait. She was already inside the light. (End of extra chapter)

Extra 4: "Five-Divided Cats·One Year Later" One weekend night, five girls in dormitory 101 (plus Emiliane) found the chat history from a year ago on Ye Ying's mobile phone. It was the old photo that Ye Ying sent of three beds pushed together and five girls lying in a heap. Tang Qingwu laughed out loud after reading: "We were really naive at the time, and we could do things like steal a cat in the middle of the night." Ye Ying turned over the phone and clasped it on the table: "What about stealing again now?" Xu Yage put down the water glass in his hand: "It can't be called stealing now, it must be called reasonable distribution." Yu Moran raised his hand: "Can I get the tail?" Han Ningbing didn't even raise her head: "You got the tail last year." "I want to do it this year too." Emily sat by the window, watching them fuss, with a curve in the corner of her mouth that she didn't even notice. Qin Fan was squatting on the window sill, originally looking at the moon outside, but his tail froze when he heard this conversation. Before he could run away, he was picked up by Tang Qingwu: "Come on, let's re-enact the classic show tonight - Cat in Fives: Special Edition One Year Later." When the three beds were put together again, they were much more skillful than last year. Yu Moran didn't grab the tail this time - because someone had already put Qin Fan's tail in her hand in advance. Xu Yage and Ye Ying each have one front paw on the left and right. Tang Qingwu put Qin Fan's head on her arm, and Han Ningbing put her hand on his back with a very gentle movement. Emilia was sitting on the edge of the bed. There was no room left. Ye Ying moved to the side and gave her half a pillow. Qin Fan was lying in the middle of the bed, his limbs were firmly occupied by five people (plus one), and the tip of his tail was pinched by Mo Ran between his fingers. He couldn't move and could only look at the ceiling. "Compared with last year, are there any changes?" Ye Ying asked. "It's not stolen," Xu Yage said, "It's fair and aboveboard." "And, there's one more person." Yu Moran glanced at Ai Lian beside him. Emily lowered her head, her ears were a little red, but she did not avoid it. Qin Fan was lying in the middle of the bed, listening to five even breathing sounds above his head. The moonlight from the window fell in, spreading white on the floor. On the same night a year ago, he was forced to lie in Ye Ying's arms and was stolen away by five girls in turn. He didn't sleep well all night. Now he is still lying among the five girls, but no one is stealing from him. He closed his eyes, the tip of his tail shook slightly, and landed in Yu Moran's palm. "Good night." Qin Fan said. "Good night, Mr. Cat." "Good night, Woof." "Good night, dead cat." "Good night, Qin Fan." "Night Ann." "zzzz..." Six voices stacked together, like an unrehearsed harmony, slowly dispersed in the moonlight of the spring night, falling into the bright lights of the city outside the window.

Extra 3: "The "Source of Inspiration" for Yu Moran's New Serial" When He Fang was urging the manuscript on WeChat for the third time, Yu Moran was sitting at his desk, with a blank drawing paper spread out in front of him, holding a pencil in his hand, and remained motionless for twenty minutes. Qin Fan was lying on the window sill next to him, basking in the sun, his tail wagging slightly, and he occasionally raised his eyes to look at her. Messages from He Fang continued to pop up: "Mo Ran, have you drawn this week's manuscript? The schedule of the editorial department has been set. If you delay any longer, you will really open the skylight!" Yu Moran pushed the phone further away, turned his head and looked at Qin Fan on the window sill: "Mr. Cat." Qin Fan's ears twitched. "There is no inspiration for this month's new character yet." She said, "Sit over here, please." Qin Fan jumped down from the window sill, transformed into a human form, walked to her desk, pulled up a chair and sat down. Yu Moran looked at his face for more than ten seconds, then lowered his head and drew a stroke on the paper. Look at it for a few more seconds and draw another stroke. Qin Fan was stared at with hair all over his body: "Why do you want to keep looking at my face?" "The male protagonist." Yu Moran said, "It's a new look. It's more handsome than the one before." "Who was that before?" "The one before was drawn casually." She said, her tone as calm as if she was saying "The weather is nice today." "The one now was drawn according to Mr. Cat." Qin Fan opened his mouth and closed it again. He remembered what she said about "the model has changed" - at the time he thought it was just a joke. After receiving the manuscript, He Fang sent a voice message for three seconds. When she clicked on it, she screamed: "This male protagonist is so handsome!!! Have you changed your painting style?" Yu Moran replied: "Model, changed." He Fang asked: "Who is it? Your boyfriend?" Yu Moran glanced at Qin Fan, who was sitting next to him, flipping through a magazine, and typed four words. : "Mr. Cat." He Fang replied with a string of ellipses, and then said: "Can you stop talking in this Riddler way." Yu Moran put down the phone, turned his head and said to Qin Fan: "Mr. Cat, can you still sit here tomorrow? I have to draw a few more chapters for the new character." >Qin Fan turned over a page of the magazine: "How to calculate the salary?" "Please eat, canned cat." "... I am a human." "Then, treat you to canned human. Beef flavored, braised in soy sauce." Qin Fan sighed and closed the magazine: "What time will it be tomorrow?" Yu Moran raised the pencil and waved it under the light: "Afternoon, three o'clock. The sun, just right, shines on your face." Qin Fan looked at her serious expression, as if she was describing a painting, and suddenly felt that this was probably her way of expressing "need you". It's not about saying it, it's about drawing you into it.

Extra 1: "The Troubles of Pet Store Clerk Qin Fan" On the Wednesday afternoon of Qin Fan's third week at the pet supplies store, a young girl holding a cat came to the store. The cat is a British short-haired silver-gray cat with beautiful coat color, but his eyes are full of "I am ready to scratch you at any time". The girl looked haggard: "It hasn't eaten for three days, and it won't eat even after changing five types of cat food. I'm going crazy." The store manager glanced at the cat, turned to Qin Fan and said, "Xiao Qin, come and try it. Didn't you say you have experience?" Qin Fan walked to the counter, squatted down, and looked level with the silver cat. The cat glanced at him and let out a low whimper in his throat - a universal "stay away from me" signal in the cat world. Qin Fan did not approach, but squatted on the spot and blinked slowly. In cat language, a slow blink means "I'm not a threat." Yin Jianlayer's ears moved, and her sobs were reduced by half a degree. Qin Fan blinked again. Then he took a small bag of cod-flavored tasting bags from the sample area under the counter, tore a hole in it, placed it on the ground one meter away from the cat, and took two steps back. Yin Jianlayer hesitated for more than ten seconds, walked over, lowered his head and smelled it, and then started eating. I took three bites, stopped to lick my mouth, and took two more bites. The girl looked shocked: "How did you know that it likes to eat cod?" Qin Fan stood up and patted the ashes on his knees: "Its fur color is cooler. Generally, cats with this kind of fur color are more receptive to white-meat fish than red meat. And when it looked at you just now, its pupils were slightly dilated, which shows that it has expectations from you, but the food you put in front of it did not meet its expectations - you fed it chicken-flavored food.？" ："……？" ："，？" ："……" "？" "" "？" Qin Fan didn't answer and turned around to pack the shelves. He thought to himself: It's not more than half a year, it's more than half a year since he became a cat. During those days when I squatted on the window sill and watched the skirts of passers-by, I also learned to observe what every passing cat liked to eat, what it hated, how its tail wagged when it was angry, and how its ears stood up when it was happy. This knowledge is called "experience" in human language, and "living" in cat language. When she got off work, the girl bought three bags of cod-flavored cat food. Before leaving, she turned around and said to Qin Fan: "Thank you, cat whisperer." Qin Fan's mouth twitched: "... Just call me Xiao Qin." The store manager said quietly behind him: "Xiao Qin, you are not really a cat, are you?" Qin Fan paused and walked to the dressing room without looking back: "I'm asking for leave tomorrow." "Why are you asking for leave?" "Go back and feed my cat." The store manager scratched his head: "Didn't you say you had a cat? Do you have one now or not?" Qin Fan had already walked into the dressing room, and the door closed softly. A soliloquy came from behind the door. The voice was not loud, but the store manager heard it. "Being raised."

Chapter 221: The final mission of the Elvis System Qin Fan received the system prompt that night. He was squatting on the window sill and looking at the moon - to be honest, after being a cat for so long, the only human habit he retained was to admire the moon. Xu Yage and Tang Qingwu were arguing below about who should turn off the lights. Ye Ying was helping Yu Moran pack away his painting tools. Han Ningbing was sitting on the bed flipping through the old book that could never be finished. Emilien said something to Ye Ying at the door. The content was not heard clearly, but Ye Ying replied "Let's talk tomorrow." Everything was as calm as an ordinary night. Then something clicked in my head. Ding! It was detected that the favorability of five servants has reached the peak threshold. [Servant emotional resonance: 100%] [The conditions for unlocking the ultimate form have been met - the permanent permission for "The Shape of All Things" is being released. [Warning: The form conversion process will take about 30 seconds. During this period, the host cannot move or be interrupted. Please make sure your environment is safe. Qin Fan stood up from the window sill, his tail erecting into an antenna. He wanted to shout "Wait", but his mouth no longer obeyed. "Meow——" Xu Yage noticed him first. She raised her head and saw Qin Fan standing on the window sill, his body glowing—a very faint silvery-white halo, like moonlight absorbed into his hair. "Qin Fan?" She stood up. "What's wrong?" Tang Qingwu followed her line of sight and looked over, then froze. Ye Ying also put down the painting tools in her hands and walked to the window sill. Yu Moran raised his head from the desk, and the brush in his hand stopped in mid-air. Han Ningbing closed the book and stood up slowly. Emilia leaned halfway in from the door and stopped when she saw the spreading silver-white light on the window sill. Qin Fan felt like he was being soaked in warm water. Starting from the toes, the bones are stretching, the hair is falling off, and the limbs are lengthening - there is no pain in the process, only a strange sense of stretch, like finally waking up from sleep. He could see that his vision was getting higher, the window sill changed from "just right for squatting" to "a little short for standing", and his hind legs had unknowingly stepped on the floor. The light gradually faded and dissipated in the air. Qin Fan stood in front of the window sill, wearing the last clothes he wore before time travel - a white T-shirt and gray trousers. The shoulder line was a little wrinkled because he had not worn it during his transformation into a cat. He looked down at his hands. He saw ten fingers with distinct joints and neatly manicured nails. He touched his face again. It had edges, warmth, and all the features a human should have. He took a deep breath, and the feeling of air filling his lungs made him almost want to cry - for more than half a year, he lay on the window sill to breathe. The dormitory was so quiet that you could hear the sound of the moonlight falling to the ground. Xu Yage was the first to move. She stepped forward and touched Qin Fan's arm, her fingertips pausing on his skin as if checking the temperature. "... It's really a human being." "What else?" Tang Qingwu squeezed in from behind, stretched out her hand and pinched Qin Fan's face, "It's hot, soft, and movable - it's a living person." She retracted her hand and curled her lips, "Congratulations, you finally stopped being a cat." Ye Ying stood still and didn't move. She looked at Qin Fan, her eye circles turned red within a few seconds, her lips trembled, and her voice was very low: "Then... Can you be the same as before?" Qin Fan looked at her: "What do you mean by the same?" "Just... Occasionally become a cat, let me Let's touch it." Ye Ying's voice was a little trembling, "I'm not greedy, just occasionally." Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, and then he tried to mobilize the system's perception - the silvery white light circulated in the body, like some kind of activated instinct. His gaze dropped and rose again within a few seconds, as if he were switching perspectives. He transformed back into a cat and back into a human again, and the whole process was as fast as the blink of an eye. "Okay." He said, "You can touch it anytime you want." Ye Ying's tears finally fell. She didn't rush forward - as if she was afraid that she would push Qin Fan away when he turned back into a human being - she just stood two steps away, wiped her face with the back of her hand, and said, "I'm fine, I'm not crying." Yu Moran walked out from behind the desk, holding a pencil in his hand. She walked up to Qin Fan, raised her head and looked at his face, then reached out and touched his chin, like she used to touch a cat's chin. "Mr. Cat," she said, "you are taller than before." Xu Yage turned away and smiled. Tang Qingwu laughed out loud. Han Ningbing was the last one to approach. She stood in front of Qin Fan and looked him up and down, without reaching out to touch him. She just said: "A little hairier than before." Then she turned around and walked back to the bed, sat down, and opened the old book. Emily walked in from the door and stood next to Ye Ying. The two sisters looked at each other - Ye Ying's eye circles had not completely faded away from red, and Emilien gently hooked her finger. Ye Ying did not avoid it. Qin Fan stood in front of the window sill, standing in the eyes of the whole room. The moonlight poured in from the window, falling on his hair, on the shoulders of the five girls, and on the eyelashes of the young girl by the door who lowered her head and played with her fingers. He suddenly realized that the end of the system's mission was never to "become a human again". Turning back into a human is just a result. The real end is now: six people, one dormitory, one window with moonlight, and no one has left. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something sensational, but what came out of his mouth was: "Um - can you buy me a new dress tomorrow? I've worn this one for more than half a year and it's a bit stale." Ye Ying burst into tears and smiled: "You owe me three pieces of cat food, please pay me back first." Tang Qing Wu answered: "I still have a sweatshirt in the closet, do you want it? It's black, I'm wearing one size smaller." Yu Moran raised his hand: "I can, draw one for you. Wear it in the painting." Han Ningbing said without raising her head: "I suggest you put on your socks first." Qin Fan looked down at his bare feet. There is still a clump of cat hair left between the toes. The whole dormitory laughed, and the laughter pushed the moonlight, seeped out from the window, and fell into the lights of the city. Qin Fan stood in the middle of the laughter and felt for the first time - there doesn't seem to be that much difference between being a human being and being a cat. We are surrounded by them anyway. He was quite happy.

Chapter 220: The answer is not in the multiple-choice question At noon the next day, Qin Fan stood at the door of dormitory 101, holding a key in his hand - that was what Ye Ying had given him yesterday, saying, "If you run away again, just open the door and come back by yourself." He stood for more than ten seconds, unlocked the door, and walked in. The dormitory was busier than expected. All five girls were there, plus Emiliane, the six of them filled the small dormitory to the brim. Ye Ying sat on her bed with a half-opened book spread out on her knees, but she wasn't reading it. Xu Yage leaned against the window, holding a glass of cold water in his hand. Tang Qingwu was sitting on a chair, with her feet on the edge of the table and the toes of her shoes pointed upward. Yu Moran was lying on the desk, with a half-finished painting spread out in front of him and the pen on the side. Han Ningbing sat on the chair in the corner, holding the endless cup of tea in her hand. Emily stood beside Ye Ying's bed, half a step away from the two sisters, a little closer than yesterday. Everyone watched him walk in. Qin Fan stood in the middle of the dormitory, surrounded by six lines of sight. He took a deep breath and said, "I'm not here to choose anyone." Ye Ying's fingers stopped on the page. Xu Yage picked up the cup and took a sip of cold water. She swallowed slowly. Tang Qingwu put her feet down from the edge of the table, and the chair legs hit the floor with a "dong" sound. Yu Moran raised his head, and the brush slipped from his fingers and rolled to the edge of the table. The corners of Emiliane's mouth moved but she made no sound. Only Han Ningbing seemed to have known what he would say for a long time. She lowered her head and took a sip of tea without any change in her expression. "I'm not here to choose someone." Qin Fan repeated, "Because I'm not a prince, and I don't have to choose a princess." He looked at Yu Moran and said, "I am a cat. In cat fairy tales, there can be many princesses." Mo Ran's eyelashes trembled, then she lowered her head, picked up the pen that had rolled down, held it in her hand, and did not put it back on the table. Qin Fan turned to Xu Yage: "Sister Yage, I haven't thrown away the letter you wrote in middle school. It's not because I want to choose you, it's because you wrote the letter, so I kept it." The water glass in Xu Yage's singer shook a little, and a small piece of cold water splashed on her wrist, but she didn't wipe it off. Qin Fan looked at Tang Qingwu again: "Qingwu, I saw the dance you danced yesterday. You said it was to thank me for living - then I also want to tell you that I am alive, not because I want to live, but because someone spent eighteen thousand reincarnations to let me live. I can't waste her choice." Tang Qingwu's eyes suddenly heated up, she lowered her head and lightly tapped the table leg with the toe of her shoe. Qin Fan looked at Ye Ying: "Xiao Ying, you picked me up, gave me a name, took me for vaccinations, and held me to sleep every night - these are all facts. But you never asked me, 'Do you want to or not'. I am not something that can be picked up." Ye Ying's fingers tightened on the pages of the book, and her knuckles turned white. She wasn't crying, but her lips were trembling. Finally, Qin Fan looked at Han Ningbing. She was drinking tea with her head down, as if she wasn't listening at all. But when he spoke, her fingers paused on the rim of the cup. "Ning Bing," he said, "I'm not sure if you have said it somewhere before. But I want to tell you - if you really think of something, you don't need to carry it alone. You helped me before, and I can help you in the future." Han Ningbing put the tea cup down, and the bottom of the cup hit the table very softly. She raised her head and glanced at him, her expression still unchanged, but her answer was half a beat slower than usual: "I know." The dormitory was quiet for a few seconds. Sunlight slanted in through the window, drawing a bright triangle on the wooden floor, and dust floated in the beam of light. Xu Yage was the first to speak. She put the water glass on the windowsill, turned around, looked at Qin Fan, and said in a steady voice as if she had practiced it many times: "So what you mean is that you want them all." Qin Fan looked at her and did not deny it. Xu Yage was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "When I wrote that letter in middle school, I thought I could only like one person in my life. Later I discovered that it's not like that - I can like someone, or I can like that person appearing in front of me in different forms." She stopped After a while, "Since you have changed back from a cat, I still like the same person. As for this person being liked by several people at the same time... That is his problem, not mine." Tang Qingwu stood up from the chair, walked to the window, turned her back to everyone, and looked at the playground outside the window. "I thought about it all night last night," she said, "Han Ningbing is right - that road has been completed. I chose the most difficult road for you in the future, so I can at least choose a less difficult road for her." She turned around, "I don't have any objection. As long as you don't die, anything else is fine." Ye Ying finally spoke. Her voice was small and a little hoarse: "I didn't think about it... But I chatted with Emilia for a long time last night. She was right, I have been treating you as a 'picked-up' thing and forgot to ask you if you would like it." She raised her head, her eyes a little red, "Then let me ask you now - are you willing?" Qin Fan looked at her and nodded: "Yes." Ye Ying's tears finally fell, but the corners of her mouth were curved upward. She wiped her face carelessly with the back of her hand and cursed: "Dead cat... Made me cry for the third time." Yu Moran suddenly raised the pen in his hand, as if raising his hand to speak in class: "I can do it too. One day a week. Mr. Qin Fan... No, senior cat, remember to come." Her tone was as calm as ever, but the hand holding the pen was clenched tightly, and the edges of her nails were a little white. Emily stood next to Ye Ying and said softly: "I don't have the right to vote, but I am here." Qin Fan looked at her and said, "You are here. You know." Emily lowered her head, her ears were a little red, and she said no more. Finally everyone looked at Han Ningbing. She picked up the tea cup and took a sip, put it down, raised her head, and said in a tone of "you are finally done talking": "I don't care." Then she paused, her eyes fell on Qin Fan's face, and added: "But if everyone wants it, then I want it too." Xu Yage laughed out loud, Tang Qingwu rolled his eyes and said, "You have to say this kind of thing last." Ye Ying closed the book and smashed it on the pillow and said, "Ning Bing, you did it on purpose." Yu Moran silently drew a little cat's head in the corner of the drawing paper, and Ai Lian stood by the window, and the sun just fell on her hair. Qin Fan stood in the middle of the dormitory, watching all this, and suddenly felt that the "number of servants: 5" count in the system seemed not to be that important anymore. He never thought about how to "distribute" himself - he was just a person who accidentally turned into a cat, and from a cat who accidentally turned into a human, he learned that "five people can be placed in different but equally important positions at the same time." The sunlight slanted in from the window, illuminating the entire dormitory brightly and warmly. Someone was running on the playground outside, someone was shouting, someone was laughing - the voice of youth came from far away, like a song that didn't need lyrics. Han Ningbing put down her tea cup, stood up, walked to Qin Fan, and said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Just remember what I said last night." Qin Fan turned his head to look at her. "I said, 'You've followed me like this before' - that's true." She said, "Although I can't remember the specific time, my body remembers it better than my mind." She turned around and walked away, returned to her bed, picked up the old book and flipped through two pages, as if she had said nothing just now. Qin Fan stood by the window, the sun falling on his shoulders. He suddenly thought - maybe Han Ningbing's reincarnation line didn't require him to find the answer. It will come to him on its own. Before that answer appeared, he only needed to stand here like now, surrounded by six girls in the sun, and it was already one of the answers to this matter.

Chapter 219: Their respective farewells and confessions The street lamp downstairs in the dormitory has been on all night, and the remains of several moths accumulated in the lampshade. When Qin Fan was carried into 101 by Yu Moran, the door was not closed tightly, and the voice-activated light in the corridor flashed behind him, then turned on and off. Yu Moran gently placed him on his bed and closed the curtain. Several other people in the dormitory have not returned yet. Ye Ying and Ai Lian were in the small garden downstairs and did not come up. Xu Yage and Tang Qingwu were buying water at the convenience store at the door. Han Ningbing had returned to the dormitory long ago, but at the moment she was sitting on the bed reading a book with headphones on, as if she had not heard anything. Yu Moran sat cross-legged in front of Qin Fan, half a meter apart. She held the phone in her hand and flipped through it for a long time, and finally turned the screen to Qin Fan - it was the wedding photo, the one in the window, where she was holding the cat, with the pale golden sunset behind her. "Senior Cat," she said, her voice lower than usual, "Sister Ningbing said that there is only one princess... It must be false." Qin Fan looked at her. Her eyelashes cast a small shadow under the desk lamp, and the tip of her nose was a little red - not from crying, but from the heat of the hot pot tonight. "In fairy tales, there is indeed only one princess." She paused, as if trying to organize her words, "But Senior Cat, he is not a prince." Qin Fan tilted his head. "Senior Cat, it's a cat." She said seriously, "Cats can do it, there are many princesses. As long as Cat is willing." Qin Fan almost choked on his own saliva. This brain circuit cannot be said to be completely wrong, it can only be said that it is so right that he can't find a reason to refute it for the moment. What her father taught her, "Don't care about other people's eyes," has evolved to "redefine the rules with your own eyes." Yu Moran took the phone back and reached out to touch Qin Fan's forehead, as if touching something precious and fragile. "So, I won't rob it." She said, "But Senior Cat has to promise me that from now on, one day every week will be dedicated to Mo Ran." Qin Fan looked at her serious eyes and nodded slowly. Yu Moran's fingers paused on his forehead for a moment, then he retracted into the quilt and wrapped himself into a caterpillar, with only a pair of eyes exposed. "Good night, Cat-sempai," she said. Qin Fan jumped off her bed, walked two steps on the dormitory floor, and looked back - she was huddled in the quilt, her eyes were closed, and the corners of her mouth were slightly curved like a smile. He remembered what Han Ningbing said in the corridor tonight, "You have followed me like this before." Now this sentence had an extra layer of weight. He walked out of the dormitory, the door ajar. In the small garden downstairs, Ye Ying and Emilia sat on an wrought iron bench with a slap in the middle. The night wind blew the hair of the two sisters - their hair texture was almost the same, even the curvature of the natural curls was the same. Qin Fan jumped down the steps and squatted down beside the flower bed without approaching. "So, you did it on purpose." Ye Ying's voice was very soft, and you couldn't tell whether it was anger or something else. "That night, you knew I would come over, so you let me see it on purpose." Emilyn did not deny it. She looked at her toes and was silent for a few seconds before speaking: "Sister, you know I have nothing in this world." Ye Ying moved her lips but said nothing. "Only you and him." Emiliane's voice was a little trembling, "Sister has mom and dad, sister Yage and the others, a dormitory, a live broadcast room... I only have the two of you. If I don't even fight for this, I really have nothing." Ye Ying lowered her head and put her hands on her knees, clenching them tightly. "I picked him up," she said, her voice a little hoarse. "I gave him the name, I took him to get vaccinated, I held him to sleep every night..." "I know." Emilien said. "Then why... You must snatch it?" Emilyn turned her head and looked at her. The light from the street lamp fell on her face, illuminating her outline clearly. "Sister," she said, "are you sure he is the same thing? You can pick it up, name it, sleep in your arms - does it mean it 'belongs to you'?" Ye Ying was stunned. Emily stood up, patted the dust on her skirt, and looked down at Ye Ying sitting on the bench. "Sister, if you really like him, don't use 'picked up' as an excuse. It's not that shameful to admit that you are afraid of losing." She turned and walked towards the dormitory building. When she passed the flower bed, she paused and looked down at Qin Fan, who was squatting beside the flower bed. She said nothing, just glanced at him, and then went upstairs. Ye Ying sat on the bench for a long time. Qin Fan squatted beside the flower bed and did not move. After about ten minutes, Ye Ying finally stood up, walked to the flower bed, squatted down, and looked level with Qin Fan. "Woof," she said, her voice softer, "Do you think I am really useless?" Qin Fan stretched out his paw and pressed on the back of her hand. Ye Ying's tears finally fell. She reached out and hugged him, burying her face in the hair on his back, her shoulders shaking slightly, and she didn't say another word. Qin Fan lay in her arms, feeling the heartbeat coming from her chest - it was faster than usual, but it was slowly calming down. After a long time, Ye Ying let go of him, wiped her face with the back of her hand, sniffed, and said, "Let's go back." She carried Qin Fan upstairs, and when she passed the convenience store door, Xu Yage and Tang Qingwu happened to come out. Tang Qingwu was holding a bag of iced Coke in her hand. When she saw the tears on Ye Ying's face, she paused but didn't ask anything. Xu Yage came over, patted Ye Ying's shoulder gently, and said, "It'll be good when you're back." Ye Ying nodded. When the four of them walked back to the dormitory together, Qin Fan noticed that Tang Qingwu was half a step behind, and his eyes fell on him with a meaning that he couldn't explain - not examining, but more like measuring something. He remembered that when Han Ningbing said she had a nightmare and said "Don't die", the knuckles of the hand she was holding the chopsticks turned white. The lights in the dormitory are still on. Han Ningbing had already taken off her headphones and was leaning on the bedside, reading an old book with a yellowed cover, as if she hadn't even noticed that they were back. Yu Moran wrapped himself in the quilt and fell asleep, breathing steadily. Emilien was sitting beside her bed, charging her mobile phone, and the screen was dimly lit. Ye Ying put Qin Fan on the windowsill and went to wash herself. Xu Yage pulled up a chair and sat down, turned on her phone and looked at the comment section of the MV. Tang Qingwu stood in the middle of the dormitory, looking up at the ceiling in a daze for a while, and then suddenly said: "Qin Fan." Qin Fan raised his head from the window sill. Tang Qingwu walked to the window sill, half a meter away from him. "Tomorrow," she said, "I will be alone in the rehearsal for the dance final. Can you come?" Qin Fan looked at her. She didn't wait for his answer, turned around and left, went to bed and closed the curtain, as if she hadn't said anything. Xu Yage raised his eyes from the phone screen, glanced at the curtain that Tang Qingwu had drawn, and then at Qin Fan on the window sill. He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end just lowered his head and continued to browse the comment area. This night, the lights in dormitory 101 were turned off later than usual. The next afternoon, Qin Fan found Tang Qingwu backstage at the dance venue. The venue was very large and the auditorium was empty. Only a follow spotlight was on in the center of the stage, nailing her shadow to the floor like a white column. She was not wearing any performance clothes, just a loose gray sweatshirt and dark trousers. Her hair was loose and the ends of her hair were slightly sweaty - she had obviously been dancing for a long time. When Qin Fan walked in from the side curtain, she did not look back, but said: "You are here." She turned around, the broken hair on her forehead was stuck to her skin with sweat, and she was still breathing heavily. She looked at him without getting closer, standing in the spotlight like a person hesitating whether to step out of the circle of light. "What Ning Bing said last night," she said, "actually I have been thinking about one thing recently." Qin Fan stood at the edge of the stage and did not approach. "That day on the street, when you pushed me away - I actually saw it." She said, "It was not me in the future, it was myself. I saw the way you fell, but I couldn't do anything." Qin Fan opened his mouth to say something, but she interrupted him: "Don't comfort me. I'm not here to be comforted." She took a deep breath. "I thought about it all night, and Han Ningbing was right - that road has been completed. The future me has chosen the most difficult road for me. But now, I am still alive and well." She looked down at her toes, stepped on the stage board, and curled her toes slightly, "So I also want to choose a road. It's not to die for him. That one is the one that keeps him alive." She raised her head, her gaze fell on his face through the fog of the spotlight: "Are you willing to watch me finish this dance? Just for today, just for this one, not for the competition, but for-" She paused, as if to find a word worthy of this moment. "——To thank you, I am willing to live." Qin Fan stood at the junction of light and darkness at the edge of the stage, looking at her. The spotlight slipped from her shoulder, drawing a long shadow on the floor. He nodded. Tang Qingwu smiled, turned sideways, turned her back to him, raised her hands, and took a stance - it was the song "South of Colorful Clouds", and it was also the dance she failed at the school anniversary. She started to jump. This time, every movement was firmly on the beat, as if she were stepping on a road that she had finally found that belonged to her. Qin Fan looked at it for a long time. Later he discovered that Xu Yage was standing on the other side of the side curtain at some point, Ye Ying was also there, Yu Moran was squatting behind the seats in the first row of the auditorium holding the drawing board, and Emilia was leaning against the door frame. Han Ningbing stood at the farthest place, leaning against the wall, holding the cup of tea that could never be finished. No one said anything, everyone just watched. After a dance, Tang Qingwu panted and turned around, saw the crowd of people in the place, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and cursed: "Why are you all here!" Ye Ying leaned out half of her body from behind the seat: "I heard that someone was going to dance, how could I not come and take a peek! " Xu Yage came out from the side curtain with a hint of smile that she had expected: "Peeping is the key point, there are more people peeping - but your dance is much better than last time." Tang Qingwu was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, with a little water shining at the corners of his eyes. She didn't wipe it, she just stood in the spotlight, as if she had finally unloaded something heavy. Qin Fan stood at the edge of the stage, watching this scene, and what Han Ningbing said in the corridor last night suddenly came to his mind - you have followed me like this before. He hasn't figured out what this sentence means yet. But he felt that one day he would know. Just like these girls, one day, they will also find their respective positions under this spotlight.

Chapter 218: Han Ningbing's problem-solving method (revised version) The hot pot is still sizzling. The heat in the private room was like a sticky film, covering everyone's breath. Emilia sat down next to Ye Ying. There was a fist gap between the two sisters, and neither one looked at the other. Yu Moran pushed his phone onto the table again. The screen of the wedding photo was facing upward, like a small white flag. Tang Qingwu tried to scoop up the wide noodles in the pot. The chopsticks were stirred in the boiling soup for a long time without being caught. Finally, she gave up and placed the chopsticks on the edge of the bowl, making a crisp sound. "How about we change the topic?" She said, smiling hard, "Today is to celebrate Sister Yage, don't make the atmosphere like a memorial service." Xu Yage reluctantly twitched the corner of his mouth: "Yes, yes... Eat vegetables, eat vegetables." No one moved their chopsticks. Han Ningbing picked up the potato slices from the pot, put them into her bowl, dipped them into the dry plate, and took a bite. She chewed it slowly, as if she couldn't finish it all by herself in the silence that filled the room. After she swallowed the mouthful of potatoes, she picked up the tea cup and took a sip of water before putting the cup down. She didn't look at anyone, but looked at the tumbling chili peppers in the hot pot, and said in a calm tone: "Sister Xiaoying." Ye Ying's shoulders moved slightly, but she did not raise her head. "Are you angry because he chose someone else?" Han Ningbing tapped the table with the tip of her chopsticks. "Or did you not dare to let him know that you wanted to be chosen by him?" Ye Ying's chopsticks stopped. The crushed chili peppers in the oil dish were still sinking slowly. She stared at the red mass and pursed her lips into a thin line. After a few seconds, she said in a very low voice: "Ning Bing, please stop saying a few words." "I'm done." Han Ningbing turned her eyes to Xu Yage, "Sister Yage." Xu Yage subconsciously sat up straight. "You said first love is the most important." Han Ningbing's tone remained unchanged, "But the reason why first love is special is that it has no results. If you insist on turning it into a result, it will not be special." Xu Yage opened her mouth and wanted to say something, but Han Ningbing did not give her any space. "Are you sure what you want is the result, or the 'special' memory?" Xu Yage's eyes suddenly turned red. She lowered her head and dug her nails gently on the edge of the table, as if searching for an answer that she didn't even know. Han Ningbing did not wait for her answer and turned to look at Tang Qingwu. Tang Qingwu leaned back subconsciously, and the chair legs creaked. Han Ningbing looked at her and was silent for two or three seconds before speaking: "Sister Qingwu, have you been dreaming about something bad lately?" Tang Qingwu was stunned for a moment, her chopsticks hanging in the air: "How come you..." "You have had heavy dark circles under your eyes these past two days." Han Ningbing said, "You still talk in your sleep when you dream. I heard you say 'don't die'." Tang Qingwu's face changed slightly, and she clenched the chopsticks with her fingers, and her knuckles turned white. She didn't deny it, but just looked away and said in a lower voice: "It's just that I didn't sleep well." Han Ningbing did not ask further questions. She just added calmly: "No matter what the dream was - you are still sitting here. That means that the road has been completed." Tang Qingwu's eyes suddenly felt a little hot. She lowered her head, plucked the vegetable leaves in the bowl with chopsticks, and did not answer. Finally, Han Ningbing turned to Yu Moran. Mo Ran was staring at the phone screen on the table, as if guarding something that already belonged to her. Han Ningbing looked at her for two seconds and slowed down her speaking speed - this was the only time she adjusted her speaking speed in the audience. "Mo Ran, in your fairy tale, the prince ended up with the princess." Yu Mo Ran raised his head, and his half-lidded eyelids finally opened a little wider. "But fairy tales never say-" Han Ningbing said, "There is only one princess." Yu Moran's eyelashes trembled. She didn't speak, but the little hand that had been pressing the edge of the phone quietly retracted. The private room was quiet for a few seconds. The hot pot is still sizzling, and the slices of meat are turning over on the soup surface. Ye Ying finally raised her head, her eyes were red, but she didn't cry. "Ning Bing," she said, "Did you come up with these words yourself, or did someone teach you?" Han Ningbing lowered her eyes and looked at the cup of cold tea in front of her. Her fingertips lightly traced a circle on the rim of the cup, and suddenly paused. Qin Fan noticed the pause. Her eyes were out of focus for a moment, as if she was seeing something far, far away through the teacup in front of her. "I thought of it myself." She replied. But Qin Fan felt that there was something wrong with that pause. Han Ningbing put down her cup and stood up. "I'm going to the bathroom." She opened the door and walked out. There is one less person in the private room, and the air is slightly looser. Tang Qingwu finally picked up the wide powder, stuffed it into her mouth, chewed it, and said vaguely: "Has Ning Bing been like this before? I think she talks a lot today." "She usually talks less," Xu Yage said, "but every word hits home." Yu Moran silently turned over the phone screen and placed it face down on the table. Qin Fan sat for two seconds and then stood up. "I'm going out for some fresh air." He walked out of the private room. The corridor was dimly lit, and at the end was the direction of the bathroom. Han Ningbing was standing in front of a window in the middle of the corridor, facing him sideways, looking out the window at the blurry street lights in the night. She didn't look back, but she seemed to have known he would come out. "Qin Fan." She called his name - not "Wang Wang" or "Senior Cat", but a person's name. Qin Fan walked over and stood two steps away from her. "You just..." He considered his words, "Did you have something to say?" Han Ningbing was silent for a while. The cold wind outside the window came in through the crack of the half-open window, blowing the broken hair on her forehead. She didn't look at him, just looked at the halo of the street lamp cast on the opposite wall, and said slowly: "The words I just said seemed to have been said somewhere." Qin Fan's heart moved. "It seems like..." She paused and her voice became even lower, "A long time ago, I sat at a table like this and said such words. The person sitting across from me was also you." Qin Fan did not answer. Han Ningbing raised her left hand slightly, and her fingers unconsciously rubbed the inside of her left wrist - at that location, if someone had worn a bracelet or bracelet, a shallow mark would be left. But her wrists were clean, wearing nothing. She rubbed it twice and then put it down. "I can't remember clearly." She said, "But it feels real." Qin Fan stared at the movement of her wrist, and those words flashed in his mind - reincarnation. "What does it feel like?" He asked. Han Ningbing finally turned around and looked at him. Her expression remained unchanged, but when her eyes fell on his face, they stayed a little longer than usual. It seemed like he was confirming something, but also like he wasn't confirming anything. "You used to," she said, "follow me like this." Qin Fan's Adam's apple twitched. Han Ningbing withdrew her gaze, turned and walked towards the private room. When she passed by him, she didn't stop, leaving only a light word: "Don't think too much. I have no proof, just a feeling." She pushed the door open and entered the private room, and the heat of the hot pot engulfed her again. Qin Fan stood in the corridor, the cold wind penetrated the back of his neck from the window crack, and he shivered. Eighteen thousand reincarnations in my mind, the fragments of time and space of the Cat Prince, the photo on Tang Qingwu's tombstone in the future... All the things related to "time" seemed to be connected by some thread at this moment. He suddenly realized something. Han Ningbing has never been "slow". She had just seen the ending of this room of people in a place she didn't even remember. He took a deep breath and pushed the door back to the private room. Han Ningbing has sat back down and is picking up the last piece of potato in the pot, blowing on it and taking a bite. Seeing him come in, she raised her eyelids and glanced at him - just once, then continued eating her potatoes. Qin Fan sat down opposite her. The private room was still steaming, and several voices came to life one after another: Xu Yage finally smiled, Tang Qingwu started to grab the last shrimp slippery piece with Ye Ying, and Yu Moran silently pushed his sour plum soup in front of Qin Fan. Everything is as if it never happened. But Qin Fan knew that after tonight, something would be different. The hot pot is served at half past eight in the evening. When I walked out of the hotel door, the night wind was already so cold it could cut my ears. Ye Ying walked in the front, and Emily followed two steps behind her. There was a long distance between the two sisters, and neither of them spoke. Tang Qingwu and Xu Yage walked side by side in the middle, chatting about the follow-up promotion plan of the MV. Their voices were neither loud nor soft, just enough to fill the silence. Yu Moran hugged Qin Fan and fell at the back, walking very slowly, as if he was digesting something. Han Ningbing walked the fastest and had already crossed the road. She stood under the opposite street light and looked back at them. Then she took out her phone and checked the time. Without saying anything, she continued walking towards the dormitory. Qin Fan lay in Yu Moran's arms, looking at the scattered formation of the five girls in front of him in the night. The heat of the hot pot dissipated in his mind, and the several rounds of conversations tonight slowly surfaced - Xu Yage's silence when he said "Do you want results or memories?", Tang Qingwu's hand clenching the chopsticks when she was talked into her sleep, Yu Moran's retracted mobile phone, Ye Ying's red eyes. And when Han Ningbing said "You followed me like this" in the corridor, the tone sounded like it was coming from a far away place. "Senior Cat," Yu Moran looked down at him and said in a very soft voice, "Can you sleep with me tonight." Qin Fan raised the cat's head. "No, because I'm afraid." She said, "I just want to talk to you." Qin Fan took out his paw from her arms and pressed lightly on her arm. Yu Moran lowered his head and moved the corners of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't. The street lights stretched the shadows of the five people longer and longer, and finally merged into an overlapping gray mass at the intersection. There are things to do tomorrow.