The Cat Transformation

Ye Yixing, a black cat, was lying on the lap of He Yanlu, who was sitting at his desk. The side of Yixing's body was rubbing against a certain part of He Yanlu, even though the latter was not in a mental state to respond.

So, can someone tell me why this is happening now? (= =)

An hour ago, under the ‘compulsion’ of Daddy He, Yixing reluctantly ate a few pieces of dried squid and was then led to the bathroom. He Yanlu pointed to the litter box in the corner and earnestly instructed, "From now on, you need to use this to poop. I didn't find any suspicious marks in the room today, so you were very good... Ah! Did you go out today just to poop?"

Someone stroked their clever son with a smile.

Yixing dryly laughed. Even if he went out, he was not the kind of cat who would pee or poop anywhere, right?

But how should he use this litter box? (= =)

He Yanlu clearly did not explain the meaning of the litter box to the cat. If it were a cat, it should know how to use it, right?

This question could only be answered by following the instincts of his body when he had the urge to go...

Later, Yixing went through the "purgatory" of bathing again. Although giving a cat a bath every day was not very healthy for their body, He Yanlu's reasoning was that if they went outside, they had to be washed!

Because of this, Yixing was even a little worried that he would one day be washed into a bald cat by his owner. However, being bathed by someone was a very pleasant thing, and especially when He Yanlu used the new cat shampoo that he bought, he felt very comfortable all over after the bath...

But enduring the touch of his private parts during the process was another matter...

He was a healthy adult male cat, he should have some reaction, right? (= =)!

After the bath, He Yanlu once again brought out the cat toy he had bought today at the pet store - a rolling line ball!

Ignoring the obvious unhappiness of the black cat, He Yanlu excitedly conducted the experiment: throwing the ball of yarn on the carpet and watching in amazement as the cat pounced on the rolling object in a split second. And when He Yanlu pulled the string back, the cat bizarrely rushed towards him with incredible speed and posture...

OTZ...this is just the cat's instinct, not something I can control!!

He Yanlu played a few rounds like a child and soon became satisfied. He picked up the black cat, who was still struggling with his soul and body, and kissed its ear, saying: "You're so cute...let's play every day from now on!"

(=皿=)

Finally, He Yanlu carried the black cat upstairs, sat down at his desk, and let it lie on his lap, gently saying: "Daddy has to work now, you be good and lie here." He stroked the soft body and his favorite tail of the cat for a while before entering "Zhìyan" mode on his computer.

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Am I going to have to stay on his leg like this forever?

Although it's enjoyable for a cat to lie on its warm owner's thigh without doing anything, after all, the black cat's soul is human, and Ye Yixing must be bored. It's a bit like jumping into something and then being helpless to refuse this kind of physical and mental warmth. Actually, from He Yanlu's perspective, it's natural for a cat to accompany its owner, and the owner will feel more at ease. Even Ye Yixing thinks that if he had a pet, he would want it to only revolve around him.

Wait a minute...what if the roles were reversed?

If He Yanlu were a cat...well, that guy would definitely be white, there's no other color more suitable for him than pure white! And he would be a slender and elegant white Persian cat, whose fur would shimmer and shine in the sunlight, presenting a transparent softness...

I would definitely want him to lie here with me, to accompany me when I read and write, to have him always by my side, inseparable. Occasionally tease him, touch him, kiss him, feed him good food, and see what kind of cute reactions he will have...

Why do I feel such a strong sense of happiness just by imagining it?!! (=皿=)

And what is this feeling of adolescent first love that's so strong?!

Ye Yixing! Stop imagining!!

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...(ˉ﹃ˉ) Ah, if He Yanlu became a cat, he would definitely be very cute. Even now, he's already so cute. When he's spacing out, he seems easy to bully, and he appears to be cold outside, but he's actually pretending to be foolish...

If he became a cat, would he still act spoiled towards me? He must be good at acting spoiled! (=///=)
Someone once said that the way a person treats their pet is a reflection of how they wish to be treated by others subconsciously. In other words, what a person does to their pet is what they expect others to do to them.

Although Ye Yixing has never studied psychology in detail, his three years of writing experience and various knowledge have taught him a lot about human nature. He believes that sometimes people cannot truly understand someone else just by listening to what they say, whether it's coming from their own mouth or hearsay. This is because in today's world, most people are liars, and those who are good at using beautiful language to decorate themselves are even better at lying - politics, education, media... they are everywhere.

However, this does not mean that you can never understand a person who remains silent in front of you. Although it may require a certain level of skill to be able to read people like Zeng Guofan. In Ye Yixing's view, silent people may be easier to understand, as every word they say or subtle action they make is meaningful.

On the other hand, people who talk too much often use language to create illusions and distract others' attention, creating a confusing effect. For example, Yang Qu, who has been popular and well-regarded by classmates, teachers, and student leaders for more than ten years with a perfect smile on his face, has deceived everyone.

These people may seem easy to get along with and understand, but in reality, you can never get close to them. You know nothing about their private lives and inner worlds unless they are willing to show themselves to you.

However, even if some people are willing to express themselves in front of you, what they express may not be true. If you ask yourself, how many people truly understand themselves? Perhaps someone not particularly close to you, looking from a distance, understands you better than you do yourself.

He Yanlu doesn't allow himself to act cute towards others, because the person who could make him act cute freely has never appeared in his life. He used to imagine what kind of person could impress him if he were to fall in love - someone beautiful and lovely, gentle and kind, or smart and talented?

What is it like to have a crush? He has never experienced liking someone before...

He has a strange aversion towards his biological mother, so he doesn't like beautiful women. He also lacks fatherly love and was sexually harassed by his Chinese language teacher for three years in high school, which was undoubtedly the most profound emotional blow for him at the age of 15. The teacher, who was once kind and talented like a father figure, suddenly turned into a lowly animal consumed by pathetic desires.

Furthermore, the teacher was married with a daughter. It's truly ridiculous!

When gentle people show their true nature, they become the most unfamiliar and terrifying demons.

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He Yanlu's concentration when he works is truly admirable. He didn't even notice when the black cat stood up from his lap.

Indeed, Ye Yixing stood up because he was bored lying down.

He placed his paws on the edge of the writing desk, lowered his ears which are usually perked up, and slowly lifted his furry head. His eyes passed over the level of the writing desk - hey, he could finally see the computer screen!

"...Is this Zhìyan's new work? I'm not familiar with this passage, I can only read it from the middle..."

"[...Zichen felt like he was flying in chaos, which must be the path to heaven because in twelve years, he had never done anything against his conscience. Even if he was just shining the shoes for the Jade Emperor, it was still in heaven. He just couldn't figure out why he was so scared to death. Isn't being scared to death by a ghost a very tragic thing?...][...In fact, all Zichen saw was an old barbarian in the early 1970s, who had never left his village until he was twelve years old. One evening, he saw a foreigner with blond hair, blue eyes, and a high nose. He was so tall and covered in fur that Zichen naturally thought he saw a ghost...]"

(=皿=) What kind of ridiculous setting is this? Scared to death by a foreigner? That's too pitiful! Did the protagonist's ghost drift all the way to Siberia?

[...Zichen wondered, is it really a ghost? It might be Zhong Kui, although Zhong Kui is very scary. His image hangs in the doorway at home with his leopard head, ringed eyes, and a face like a warrior. But grandma said he was at least a god, a good god who could subdue demons and protect people...]

There is indeed a precedent for someone dying from being scared. In Buddhism, there is a precept called "not eating after noon." According to legend, the Buddha's disciple Kasyapa begged for food from a pregnant woman at night, but because it was too dark, the woman thought she saw a ghost and was scared to death, leading to a miscarriage...

But the protagonist saw a foreigner being scared to death and thought it was Zhong Kui? That's just ridiculous! Is this kind of imagination really a reflection of He Yanlu's inner thoughts? (=A=)

[...Zichen woke up in a daze and felt a strange smell all over his body. The smell was like the smell of a stray cat that often appeared in the nearby garbage dump. But it wasn't unpleasant. The garbage dump was very stinky, but this smell belonged purely to a cat...][...When he was eight years old, he once saved a stray cat with a flower pattern. The cat lay dying on the edge of the garbage dump, not running away when it saw people. It looked at Zichen with sorrowful eyes. Zichen couldn't help but approach, squat down, take out the food he had for the day from his pocket, a piece of braised rice cake, and offer it to the cat's mouth. The cat didn't even have the strength to bite, so Zichen broke the rice cake into small pieces with his hand and stuffed them into the cat's mouth...][...At this moment, he felt someone licking his neck, which was very comfortable...Slowly waking up, he opened his eyes--he would rather think he was dreaming. Did he have to be scared to death again? Why are there so many leopards around, black, white, and with flower patterns? Even if they're not scared to death, they'll be eaten alive!!!"Dear child, welcome to the world of cats...Your life in the human world has come to an end, but since you once saved the youngest son of Duke Leopard Spots who was wandering outside, the sacred Cat King is willing to give you a cat's life. Would you like to continue living in the world of cats?"...]...In fact, what Zichen really saw was just a cat, but because he had also turned into a cat, he felt that the cat that was the same size as him was as huge as a leopard... What? He turned into a cat?

Yi Yixing's gaze quickly turned to the title of the document--"The Legend of the Cat in a Different World"...

Can someone tell me what this is about?!!

"Poof...hehe!" At some point, He Yanlu noticed the black cat standing on his leg, front paws resting on the edge of the writing desk, staring motionless at the computer screen. This posture was really funny and successfully attracted the attention of He Yanlu, who was slightly distracted while writing. Someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Ye Yixing felt like he had been caught doing something wrong, with a chill running down his spine. He stiffened his neck and didn't dare move, shaking his ears and tail and pretending to be innocent as he meowed.

"Silly boy...are you bored? Let Daddy hold you..." He Yanlu moved his hand away from the keyboard, picked up the black cat, and rubbed his chin against the cat's neck.

Ye Yixing felt his heart racing and thought, he's becoming more and more skilled at these intimate actions!

"Mmm..." He Yanlu took a deep breath of the black cat's scent, a mix of his own body odor and the pleasant smell of cat shampoo.

The soft touch, the warmth of life, transmitted to his heart through his fingertips, creating a warm feeling.

"Just a little longer, and you'll fall asleep, okay?"

Obviously, he didn't expect any response, so why did He Yanlu ask the cat? He really treats this cat like his own child! If I were a person in front of him...could I enjoy this treatment?

"Meow..." The black cat rubbed against He Yanlu again, sticking out his tongue and licking his cheek like he had found something delicious.

His skin was as soft as cream, and the taste was really good. If these paws were hands, he wondered what the touch would be like...he really wanted to turn back into a human and personally experience the real touch, touching him, pinching him, rubbing him, and even kissing him, biting him, and sucking him...leaving his mark on his neck and body...

He didn't know what expression the other person would make...

He really wanted to do this...and he felt a heat rising in his lower body!

(=皿=) Hey!! Ye Yixing, you pervert, what are you thinking about?!

After some intimacy, He Yanlu continued writing, and the black cat lay on someone's leg, staring blankly.

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What should I do about my own column and serialization? Should I sneakily use He Yanlu's computer to type when he's asleep? The time spent typing is definitely shorter than the time spent editing, and He Yanlu will definitely get irritated if his inspiration is interrupted during the editing process!

Generally speaking, when Ye Yixing is writing, his brain runs several times faster than his hands. When inspiration and plot ideas are quickly generated and automatically constructed in the mind, it requires highly focused attention to extract information from the brain and present it in written form. This is the original manuscript, which is then revised multiple times, refined, expanded, and arranged into a logical structure that is easy for readers to understand... If inspiration is lost due to a lack of time to record it, Ye Yixing would be extremely frustrated!

Moreover, this is only one problem. The more serious one is, what if He Yanlu finds out? How do I explain it?!

As a cat, I cannot continue writing in this situation. I will have to contact the editor and apply for a temporary suspension of the column until the day He Yanlu goes to class. In this case, there is no other way.

I am currently by He Yanlu's side, and I need to understand his writing methods and thought processes, and learn from him in a proper way. When I become human again, I may be able to make progress with less effort!

Conquering "Daddy He" is definitely not something that can be rushed.