Morning Star

Chapter 325: In a dream...the cat...is alive...

"Meow~meow~"

Two cat meows as soft as cotton reached Chujiu's eardrums.

Chujiu heard the cat humming twice as if he was drunk, turned over, hugged the cat beside him in his arms, and rubbed it gently with his face.

"Meow~"

The cat curled up comfortably in her arms, meowed twice, and rubbed against her in return.

Chujiu slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a snow-white lion cat. But strangely, its eyes were as red as blood, which matched its snow-white fur and was beautiful and charming.

She seemed to have gotten used to the difference in its eye color. She rubbed its head with her hand and closed her eyes: "Sleep."

After saying that, he really fell asleep.

It seemed like morning had already arrived before I had slept for long, and the birds outside were chirping non-stop.

Before he opened his eyes, his body lazily sat up and he stretched with his eyes closed.

At some point, the white cat beside her disappeared, and a young man appeared. But she had her eyes closed and hadn't noticed him yet.

The boy seemed to be awakened by her movements, and he slowly sat up on the bed. He rubbed his eyes, but seemed to be still asleep.

At this time Chujiu finally realized that something was wrong. He opened his eyes and looked sideways, his eyes immediately widened.

The young man in front of him was naked, except for a piece of quilt.

His skin was as white as jade, smooth and delicate without even a pore. His satin-like black hair was draped over his body, falling on the bed like a waterfall.

Chujiu swallowed and felt that the person in front of him looked somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.

Pointing at him in surprise: "Where did you come from? Why are you on my bed? And where are your clothes?"

Unexpectedly, just after asking these questions, the boy felt aggrieved, as if someone had bullied him.

He turned around and sat facing her. His long black hair fell from his shoulders, along his jade-like body, from the front to his legs, just covering the key part.

He leaned closer to her with his hands on the bed, and said softly and aggrievedly: "Sister, don't you like me anymore?"

The boy's voice is like the autumn breeze, clean, refreshing and comfortable.

Chujiu leaned back subconsciously: "Sister, sister?"

When did she have a younger brother? And even if he was a younger brother, he shouldn't have slept naked in her bed.

Just as he was wondering, the corners of the boy's lips curled up slightly, charmingly. His moist and red lips rose slightly: "Sister... Sister..."

Each word of "sister" was so light and soft, like feathers gently brushing across her heart, tickling her.

Seeing that she was gradually relaxing, the young man slowly approached her with his hands on the bed, and his pair of bright blood-red eyes slowly closed.

The stunningly beautiful face was getting closer and closer, each long eyelash was clearly visible, and the moist thin lips were as tempting as cherries, making people want to take a bite.

As he approached, a faint sweet fragrance quietly drifted into his nose.

She liked the sweet scent very much. She relaxed completely and slowly closed her eyes.

The distance between the two moist thin lips is getting shorter and shorter.

"Boom..."

A muffled sound interrupted the impending kiss.

Suddenly, a white lion cat appeared on Chujiu's legs.

He opened his eyes and looked, and was stunned again.

“It’s a cat!!!”

The girl yelled, opened her eyes suddenly, and sat up, her eyes still filled with disbelief.

Mo Xinglan, who was sitting next to her and was still worried, was startled by her sudden awakening and stood there in a daze for a long time.

Chujiu was holding his chest and gasping for breath, still not recovering.

Mo Xinglan came back to his senses and was relieved to see that she finally woke up.

"But where else do you feel uncomfortable?"

His voice was soft and his eyes were doting.

Chujiu turned his head to look at him when he heard the sound, a little confused and a little surprised, and suddenly blushed when he remembered something. He pointed at him and stammered: "You, you, you are talking... In my dream... the cat... is alive..."

Her mind was in a mess and her speech was incoherent.

"Cat?" Mo Xinglan tilted his head and frowned, somewhat puzzled.

Seeing her reaction always felt strange, and I had a bad feeling. I tentatively called out: "Jiu'er?"

"Jiuer? Me?" The girl pointed at herself uncertainly.

"You..." Mo Xinglan's heart skipped a beat after hearing her words. He remembered something and felt a sense of fear. He carefully reached out and held her shoulders, staring at her with his bloodshot eyes, "You, do you remember me? Do you know who you are?"

Did he forget about him again? But this time it looked different from last time.

The girl was a little confused by his behavior and fell into silence, thinking.

The thought made her head hurt a little, and some images flashed in her mind.

She remembered that her name was Chujiu, a sophomore, and she was about to turn 20 this year, but she was still single. She had a younger brother named Chushi, and she liked to call him Chuxiaoshi. Chuxiaoshi often went against her, but she often beat him up.

So what's going on now? Where is she?

When she looked up, she saw the boy in front of her. He looked exactly like the boy who could turn into a cat in her dream, but he was not as delicate as in the dream. He was looking at her with worry and surprise.

"Jiuer?" Mo Xinglan called out softly when he saw her looking at him with such strange eyes.

His voice was trembling and his heart was beating wildly, not with a beating heartbeat, but with fear.

Chujiu was stunned for a moment when he heard that, and stepped back, feeling surprised and wary at the same time.

After looking around, she found herself in a large house full of ice. The house was empty, with a door on one wall and a round ice table not far away. And the rectangular ice... ice bed she was sitting on?

She looked away and stared blankly ahead, muttering, "It's getting fierce. I can see the world of ice and snow."

After saying this, she fell down, lay flat on the ice bed, placed her hands on her chest, and closed her eyes peacefully.

"..."

The color on Mo Xinglan's face, which had finally returned after several days of recuperation, disappeared instantly after seeing Chujiu's series of actions and words, and his face turned frighteningly pale.

He couldn't accept the fact that she had forgotten him.

How could I forget him? Why? What happened?

Even if my soul is hurt, I shouldn't forget him. Why?

Could it be the same as last time? However, she didn't look like it.

The pale lips were trembling slightly, and the pair of beautiful eyes were slightly red. In a trance, there was a wisp of mist floating on them, and it seemed that tears of blood would drip out under the blessing of the blood-red eyes.

"Jiuer..." He didn't know what to say for a moment, and called out softly again, afraid that he would scare her.

Chujiu, who had his eyes closed, frowned when he heard the voice and hesitated for a long time before opening his eyes.

Finding himself still in the same place, he blinked twice, glanced sideways at the beautiful young man in red clothes beside him, then looked away and muttered to himself, "Still dreaming?"

"You are not dreaming." Mo Xinglan answered her with lowered eyebrows.