Xu Changâan really likes cats and has always wanted to have one, whether in the past life or the present.
But this so-called "desire" to have one isnât very strong, not enough to require restraint, far less than a kiss from Miss Yun.
Yet, it remains a thought, shelved with some regret.
When he was still on the island, there were no raccoons on the isolated isle, though wild boars could occasionally be seen.
Xu Changâan still remembers when he first went to Flower Moon Building in Beisang City to see Zhu Pingniang, he was captivated, and even lingered there for a while before reluctantly leaving.
This scene might look like a young man indulging in a pleasure quarter to other girls, but in Zhu Pingniangâs eyes... it seemed amusing.
He wasnât enchanted by the rouge and makeup in the garden, but by the Li Hua cat kept in the building.
Very cute.
This child.
Xu Changâan also thought so.
He believed that cats are very elegant and lazy creatures, occasionally appearing delightfully silly, which is why they can become one of the human companion animals.
Just like... Miss Yun?
Xu Changâan held the kitten raised by Qinling, gently scratching its chin and listening to its soft purring, wondering whether it was a male or female cat.
It wasnât important.
Xu Changâan looked up at the wall full of ink characters in the Qinling hall, his gaze pausing on the phrase "Live in extreme joy and peace, enjoy the tide of the blue sea."
The words he wrote were copied and imitated by Qinling, hanging in a prominent place in the hall... He didnât feel proud, instead, he felt somewhat ashamed.
It was as embarrassing as having his deepest wishes dissected and laid bare by Ah Zi.
If it were truly a peaceful world, would he pursue cultivation?
Xu Changâan always felt that he lacked ambition, and now heâs really a bit confused.
To cultivate in retreat with Yun Qian.
Or to find mutual support in the mundane world, living in a small house, raising a pet, slightly cramped but cozy.
Which is better?
From the description alone, one can tell which he thinks is better.
Thatâs why he says he lacks ambition, yet he constantly holds Yun Qian to a higher standard, hoping she can have greater aspirations.
Sitting in the well myself, yet hoping the girl could leap out of the well.
Xu Changâan also felt puzzled by himself.
"...Meow!"
At this moment, Xu Changâan suddenly felt something and looked down to find the kitten gently patting his hand with its small paw pad, seemingly unhappy that he had stopped "massaging" due to his distraction.
"Still a clingy little fellow, just like Xiaohua, but much more well-behaved." Xu Changâan helplessly picked up the Little Li Hua, placed it close to his heart, and observed it carefully, shaking his head after a while.
"Still different from Miss Yun, after all."
The girl wouldnât cling like this, nor would she pat him to bring him back from his wandering thoughts.
Which is to say, Miss Yun is not a Li Hua cat.
Fortunately, she is not.
Xu Changâan held the adorable little creature in his arms, never forgetting its true nature.
Raccoon slaves mostly have not-so-good tempers.
In the Flower Moon Building, Xu Changâan was liked by both the girls and the Li Hua cats.
The gentle-tempered girls in Flower Moon Building, when catching a Li Hua cat, would laugh and scold them for bullying the weak and fearing the strong.
Xu Changâan had heard a saying that such little creatures like Li Hua cats would spend a long time pondering on how to kill their owners.
Itâs not surprising, as they donât need to eat but can enjoy hunting, truly born hunters.
Therefore, such cold and extremely frightening creatures couldnât possibly be similar to Miss Yun.
"Hmm, terrifying."
Xu Changâan placed the kitten back on the table, watching as it looked at him with curious, wide-open eyes, he covered his face.
This doesnât have a trace of a killerâs look.
Xu Changâan poked Li Huaâs body gently, and the little creature curled up, then trembled slightly and stood up from the table, rubbing against Xu Changâanâs fingers.
"Youâre far inferior to your sister." Xu Changâan looked at the charming little creature and said helplessly.
"Meow?" The kitten tilted its head, as if unaware who Xu Changâan referred to as sister.
Xu Changâan, of course, referred to the Demon Race on Muyu Peak. Compared to this kitten, Xiaohua was indeed a relentless hunter, often carrying up red-tail fish from the lake, getting its legs broken in the process of being counter-attacked was a common occurrence.
From this, Xu Changâan could also understand why some people dislike demons.
Even with Xiaohuaâs low threat level, it inherently loves to fight.
So why do the girls in the brothel love the raccoons so much?
Thinking about it, Xu Changâan thought maybe it was the raccoonâs outward fierceness, inward gentleness that gave the girls a unique sense of security... like raising a child.
Xu Changâan said with a smile: "Itâs good that youâre not like your sister, being well-behaved makes you more likable."
"Meow." The little fellow wasnât shy at all, extremely fond of Xu Changâan, gently patting his fingers with its small paw pad, not making a sound.
"Canât understand?" Xu Changâan blinked.
"Meow..."
As Xu Changâan spoke, the Little Li Hua responded each time, but Xu Changâan could feel that this response was just a reaction to his voice.
Xiaohua, at that time, could indeed understand what he said, getting unhappy when he was hurt and happy when he developed the Open Source.