In the middle of summer, Hangzhou's eyes are full of green.

This verdant always reminds people of Zong Pu's famous essay "West Lake Manbi".

Looking at the pool of blue waves and lotus leaves passing by the car window like a picture, Han Xue's heart was full of happiness.

Qian Yongli's residence spans the east and west of the city, and although it is far away from the periphery of the city, it is also full of vitality and wildness.

It is a four-storey verandah. The temporary dormitory of the sisters of the Yue Opera Troupe.

Because she didn't want to always go home to listen to her parents' nagging, Yongli chose to live in a dormitory arranged by the troupe with the little sisters of the troupe.

Qian Yongli's cottage is full of the warmth of a girl. There are flowers, grass, dolls, and a pipa that has been dusting for a long time.

Han Xue looked at this small space curiously, watching Yongli busy unpacking the pile of couriers at the door.

Many of these are for Han Xue. There are cat food, cat climbing frames, cat toilets, and other necessary tools for raising cats.

The Yue Opera Troupe is full of girls, and a beautiful kitten like an elf suddenly came to the dormitory, like a drop of water breaking the calm pool water, Qian Yongli's room was filled with crowds of people who came to see the cat every day.

Everyone gave Han Xue a magical name, Sai Xi Shi. Han Xue faced this group of young and beautiful little girls, as if she had returned to her young student days, happy and happy.

Qian Yongli buys all kinds of things for Han Xue on Taobao every day. Dressed up like this and that all day long.

Han Xue was hung with a bell today, and a red ribbon tomorrow. One will be Snow White's dress, the other will be the black cat sheriff's hat, or fancy pants or a three-point style for lust. People laughed and laughed at her appearance.

She was hugged by the girls, placed in a vase, covered under a bamboo basket, piled up among the flowers, and took strange photos of cute pets. Today I lie on this girl's bed, and tomorrow I nap on that beauty's dressing table.

Qian Yongli also bought a bunch of cat toys for Han Xue, and the whole cat teasing stick dangled in front of her every day. Although life is not as comfortable as in Li Ting's house, it is very free and warm.

There is a large villa area around the dormitory, and there is a little girl named Duoduo who often comes to Qian Yongli to play. She met Qian Yongli when she was invited to perform Yue Opera at a nearby elementary school.

It can be seen that Duoduo likes small animals very much. Every evening, Han Xue can always see her running in a hurry, bringing all kinds of small things to her, and then reluctantly leaving. And her father was not far away and watched over his daughter dotingly.

Whenever she sees Duoduo, Han Xue always can't help but think of what her son looked like when he was a child.

During the day, Yongli went out for meetings or rehearsals, so she locked Han Xue in the hut and put a bunch of food and drink for her.

When she went out to perform at night or went on tour to the countryside, she temporarily handed over Han Xue to her colleagues who did not have a show to take care of her, and sometimes entrusted Duoduo and her father who came to play to take care of her for a few days.

Han Xue is like a character who eats hundreds of meals and wears hundreds of clothes, looking at all kinds of faces and eating all kinds of cat snacks.

Either follow this girl to meet her boyfriend today, or sit in the girl's pocket tomorrow and accompany her to go shopping. Sometimes Yongli will be taken to the stage to watch them rehearse, or listen to their lines and practice their voices in the rehearsal room.

Over time, Han Xue even learned to sing. Every morning, as long as Yongli hangs her throat, she follows behind and meows straight, and she looks very intoxicated.

It is estimated that in her previous life, she was not so embarrassed to be embarrassed in front of everyone. Now it's a cat, and there's nothing taboo about it, so it's okay to sing it.

When she hears someone singing wrong, she will make a purring sound to tell them that they are wrong. She also learned to beat to the beat of the drums. Such a festive cat, anyone who sees it likes it. Han Xue didn't know how she became a literary cat in this life.

On her days off, Yongli would take her to the park, or hide in her on the sunny balcony to read a book and watch Tik Tok.

SOMETIMES WHEN I WENT TO THE DOOR TEMPORARILY, I PUT HAN XUE ON THE BED AND THREW HER AN IPAD. Inside there are cartoons of cats and mice, or, a game of kitten fishing.

The two of them often lean their heads against their heads, and they are tired of chasing Korean dramas on the computer together, shopping for post bars, from cat bars to silver gradient bars. Yongli learned a lot about raising cats from here. They still sleep on a bed, and you hold me. I'm sticking to you.

In fact, when Qian Yongli visited the door, Han Xue was the happiest. Having an electronic device that she can operate is what she has been pursuing since her reincarnation.

She swiped effortlessly across the screen with her paws. From watching animation, to watching TV series. From playing games to caring about national affairs, go shopping and post by yourself. Swipe Tik Tok by yourself.

Then look at the various comments behind and meow and laugh. This kind of comfortable and unpursued life is simply too pleasant.

It was a sunny weekend, and early in the morning, Qian Yongli was called by the little sisters to go shopping. She placed Han Xue on the bed as usual, dropped a tablet and hurried out the door.

Han Xue slept and slept again, and when she woke up, she was really bored, so she lazily scratched her slab.

She played games and watched the news. Then brushed away the cat that Qian Yongli frequented.

Where the cursor flickered, she suddenly saw a post drowned out with comments. It was a sad post from a boy with the screen name Cat Mother Bird Dad in the chat area.

He described himself as a student at the Academy of Fine Arts, and secretly kept a small white silver gradient in his dormitory. It was raised by him from a transferor in the second-hand market.

That cute little kitten has accompanied him through many happy and unhappy days.

However, one night when he stayed up late to paint, he dozed off because he was too sleepy, and as a result, his man fell down with the chair, and he fell to the ground hard, never thinking that he would crush the kitten who had been with him all the time.

Holding the cat's warm corpse, he was in pain. He was in great distress. Endless grievances and regrets overwhelmed me. So he posted a post in the cat bar, telling everyone about his misfortune and regret, as if only by letting netizens scold him could he redeem himself.

He asked everyone sadly, is he so unrelated to his pet cat in this life, because this is the second silver gradient he has lost in his life.

Han Xue read his post, and suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart, she intuitively felt that this poster was her son Junjun.

Thinking of the silver gradient that ran away for no reason, and thinking of the other silver gradient that he crushed to death. Junjun has been looking forward to the silver gradient that should be reincarnated as a mother cat?

She sympathized with him and loved him. She wanted to test him, but she knew she couldn't do anything about it.

She pointed at the screen with her paws, wanting to see the comments of netizens, but inadvertently clicked on the reply function, and the screen actually opened a window for Han Xue.

She thought back to the computer and tried to open the handwriting keyboard, and she was suddenly surprised to find that she could type on the screen. Oh, my God! It's an exciting thing.

But if anyone knew that a cat could type on a computer, half of them would be amazed. This is not a heavyweight thing compared to the meeting when he recognized the map for Li Ting's best friend.

So Han Xue silently hid this special function. But she couldn't help but try to follow a reply. Because she didn't want to miss Junjun.

At noon, Yongli came back, she played with the tablet, browsing today's flowing water. She couldn't figure out when she actually added a comment to the post of the cat bar. It reads: Don't be sad, Junjun.

Just when she was scratching her head, she suddenly heard someone downstairs shouting her name loudly.

"Qian Yongli, Qian Yongli!"

"Dongliang" she jumped happily. A cigarette ran out.

It wasn't until very late that Yongli came back. Stepping through the door were two other youthful young men.

The two older boys, one tall and one slightly shorter. A short man with a Chinese face, fair skin, and sharp hands and feet. Tall people love to laugh. Squinting eyes, that is, the lips are a little thicker, like an African.

It can be seen that Yongli drank a lot of wine at night. I was so excited. She beckoned to the tall man named Gao Can, and pulled the short man named Dongliang in her hand.

Han Xue finally saw the young man named Min Dongliang who was haunted by Yongli's dreams.