Cāi Cāi

Chapter 59: Act VIII: The Cat Who Wants to Become Human (3)

The rain was pouring down.

Xiang Cai hid under the eaves of the platform, waiting for the next bus.

The surrounding area was a vast expanse of white, with the rain forming a curtain. From a distance, Xiang Cai was observing the world through that rain curtain. For a moment, he was a little confused - was he an actor on stage or an audience member under the stage?.

At that moment, a silver-gray family-style SUV stopped by the platform, the window of the co-pilot seat rolled down, and a serious little head could be seen looking directly at him.

"Da gege, get in the car, don't get a cold! We will take you home."

The little boy looked to be about seven or eight years old. He had no slurred pronunciation that children his age did. His mandarin characters were smooth and fluent, with the posturing of a little adult.

Xiang Cai thought he was cute and answered with a smile: "Thank you, I'll just wait for the bus."

"There is a traffic jam up ahead!" The little boy took out his mobile phone, brought up the GPS skillfully, and pointed at the red route on the map. He declared, "The bus won't be able to get here even if you wait another half an hour!"

"..." Xiang Cai thought, was this a new means of black car solicitation? Send a sharp-eyed child to pick up such a poor bug like him from the road?

But he left home without his wallet today, and only managed to plug an emergency fifty yuan into his bus card. He was a dozen kilometers from the school. He doesn't have enough money on him to accept this car ride ...

The owner of the car seemed to understand why he was hesitating, and the window shook again, a mature and handsome face appearing in Xiang Cai's view.

"... Get in the car." Tan Yiming raised his chin slightly. "I won't sell you."

It was just a brief moment of eye contact, but Xiang Cai felt like his whole body was electrocuted. His cold body that had been soaked by the heavy rain suddenly surged with warmth.

Those feelings of warmth were shame, embarrassment combined with some other feelings he couldn't fathom for the time being.

He never thought that he would meet Tan Yiming at a time when he was the most embarrassed. His body was wet and his heart was also wet. He obviously resembled more like a chicken than a graceful swan.

He lowered his head in panic, narrowing his eyes towards the soft woolen cushion on the back seat. He quickly rejected, "No need. My clothes are all soaked, and it won't be good to get the back seat cushion wet."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, as a response, the boy sitting in the front passenger seat, relying on his small structure, actually squeezed through the gap between the front seats and leaned into the backseat.

The boy patted the front passenger seat generously: "There is no cushion in the front, you can sit here!"

Xiang Cai: "..."

Tan Yiming: "..."

Tan Yiming opened the car door from inside, and the hot air came out, blowing away the cold of the rainy day.

"Come on." The man's voice penetrated through the layers of rain and fog and reached his ears. "Cai Cai, I'll take you home."

So warm, so gentle.

When he heard the man's voice for the first time five years ago, Xiang Cai couldn't refuse the tenderness in his voice and he couldn't refuse it now.

So Xiang Cai dizzily got into the car.