Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

Shen Mingchao has been back in her hometown for four days, and she has traveled to every corner of it. Finally, she has confirmed the cruel truth.

On the first day, Shen Mingchao went back to her own home. It was empty; the real estate agent said it hadn't been sold yet. But she clearly remembered that her family had moved in 13.

The next day, Shen Mingchao went to the company owned by his aunt and uncle, but came up empty-handed.

Over the next two days, she visited her former school and her usual shopping center...

Everything felt both familiar and strange.

She couldn't find any trace of her existence, or rather, she was indeed an outsider to this world.

On the night of the fourth day, Shen Mingchao was so tired from running that she returned to the park near her home.

Leaning against the trunk of the old locust tree, she looked up at the night sky through the huge canopy above her head.

The full moon in the sky resembled a freshly fired mutton-fat jade plate, radiating a warm and bright halo.

At this moment, she wanted to ask.

Can the moon over a foreign land convey her longing to the distance? Can it illuminate her unclear path home?

The air was filled with the buzzing of cicadas and the intermittent chatter of passersby. In this quiet atmosphere, Shen Mingchao wearily closed his eyes, savoring the rare moment of warmth and life around him.

I ignored the phone vibrating a few times in my pocket.

The summer night breeze was extremely gentle, making Shen Mingchao drowsy. As his consciousness waned, a series of cat meows came from behind him.

It kept making "meow" sounds, like a talkative kitten.

Shen Mingchao unconsciously thought of his own cat.

It was a calico cat that she and Shen Mingyue found together. Because it looked just like Nyanko-sensei from Natsume's Book of Friends, they "kidnapped" it and took it home, naming it San San.

By the time she transmigrated into the book, she had already been raised for two years.

San San is very sensible and clingy, especially to her, so she calls him "Jazzy Cat".

Sigh, she hasn't been back for so long. According to the rules of the cat world, San San probably thinks she's gone out hunting.

Unable to resist his curiosity, Shen Mingchao opened his eyes and looked toward the source of the sound.

She thought that if it was a stray cat, she would buy some food to feed it first. If the cat wasn't afraid of people, she would help find it an adopter or contact relevant organizations.

This is what she can do right now.

Under the warm yellow light, Shen Mingchao vaguely caught a glimpse of a colorful shadow in the grass of the green belt.

She slowed her pace and approached cautiously. Gradually, she saw a fluffy head emerging from the grass.

Under the light, the yellow, black, and white fur shimmered with a soft sheen.

Shen Mingchao's eyes widened in disbelief that the cat looked so much like San San.

The cat's eyes were round and its ears were standing straight up, as if it was judging whether the human in front of it was a threat.

She immediately softened and slowly squatted down, just about to use traditional cat-teasing techniques with "sniffing" to lure the cat out, when suddenly someone ran past her.

The calico cat was startled. With a meow, it suddenly darted out from the bushes and ran quickly away into the distance.

The cat was fully exposed to the light, and the small backpack on its back was particularly eye-catching.

The moment he saw it clearly, Shen Mingchao felt as if he had been struck by lightning!

The backpack features a cartoon embroidery of four people and a cat, which she and Shen Mingyue hand-embroidered over two consecutive days, making it unique in the world!

She couldn't be mistaken, that was her San San!

His thoughts snapped back to reality, and Shen Mingchao launched himself into the air, running in the direction the cat had disappeared, calling out as he ran, "San San, it's me!"

Under the dim streetlights, it ran and she chased, thus beginning a cat chase between human and cat.

Shen Mingchao had at least participated in a five-month Bronze Gate special training course, so his physique was much better than before he transmigrated into the book.

Let alone chasing someone down one street, chasing them down three streets would be a piece of cake.

Seeing the kitten being chased and turning into a dead end in a panic, Shen Mingchao's lips curled up slightly.

Hehehe, Little Mozzarella, you're doomed!

Come into my arms!

Thinking this, Shen Mingchao remained silent, only focusing on accelerating, and the next second he followed suit and turned into the car.

Then, tragedy struck for her!

Before the kitten could even get into her arms, she jumped into someone else's arms!

Great, if this were a novel, this would be the romantic first encounter between the male and female protagonists.

But unfortunately, this is reality, and in this dark and dead-end alley, what kind of good people can be found?

Men who urinate are the least dangerous among them.

You can't risk your own safety just to chase a cat. Shen Mingchao didn't even dare raise his head, bowing and apologizing as he turned and ran—

It can't even run 6!

Shen Mingchao had half his body leaning out when someone grabbed his forearm and pulled him back.

Oh no, could it be that we've really run into a killer?

Shen Mingchao got goosebumps all over, but she didn't panic. She still had a trump card: first, she would calm the strange man in front of her, see what he meant, and then make a plan.

"Sir, I'm so sorry, I really didn't mean to bump into you. I'll definitely watch where I'm going next time. My mom's calling me home for dinner, so... I'll have to go now."

With a fake smile on her face, Shen Mingchao subtly pulled her arm away from the other person's grasp and took small, quick steps backward, trying to create a safe distance.

The man in front of them suddenly moved.

Shen Mingchao was startled; her right knee was already throbbing. In her wary gaze, a fluffy, watery thing appeared in front of her.

The man held it firmly by the scruff of its neck with two fingers and, without hesitation, shoved it into her arms.

kindness???

Shen Mingchao was completely bewildered, and she instinctively hugged the bundle.

Then I heard the man say, "Your cat."

The sound was muffled and not very clear.

The man wore a huge mask that covered most of his face, revealing only a pair of eyes hidden among his wispy hair. As if sensing Shen Mingchao's gaze, he slowly lowered his eyes.

Shen Mingchao met his gaze quietly and noticed that the man's eyes were even more hazy than the indistinct sound.

It was as if shrouded in a layer of gray fog, devoid of any warmth, as if everything was separated from him by an unreachable distance.

Yet this aloof man also has a mole under his eye, which adds a touch of alluring charm.

The gaze was so oppressive that Shen Mingchao was the first to look away, and then she saw an even more bizarre scene!

The skin on the man's neck was inexplicably bright red, and the veins were clearly visible like protruding tree roots, with "vines" slowly wrapping around them.

It was a ring of tattoos showing through the skin.

The dense black characters seemed to come alive, rising and falling with the man's breath.

Shen Mingchao couldn't understand it at all; in her eyes, the tattoo was no less than a bunch of scribbled symbols.

and many more.

She discovered the blind spot.

That indifferent gaze that looks at others like trash, and those tattoos that show up when heated.

hiss……

Why does this configuration feel so damn familiar?