The omega shouted crisply, causing the chanting, praying, and reciting of the Marxist Manifesto to come to a halt. Everyone turned to look.
“Oh my, the real ancestor is awake, let’s go, let’s go!”
The butler and servants sensed trouble and quickly gestured for the masters to retreat.
“Mom, Dad! You’re being ridiculous! Orange is just a little kitty, how could you do this to him?”
Xiao Yu was almost ready to leap over the railing.
His porcelain-white, slender ankles dangled in his loose pajama pants as he dashed downstairs like a sprinter, furious, tearing down the colorful prayer flags that seemed to cover the sky and earth.
In the center, a sixteen-pound fat cat sat like an immovable Buddha, calm as a mountain.
“Moo.”
A dignified, soothing sound. The cat was fine.
Due to its thick belly, its paws couldn’t come together, only splayed apart. Between its chubby legs, a lump of snow-white, fluffy soft flesh, like a milky mochi, slightly softened the cat’s cold aura.
Seeing the little guy so calm, Xiao Yu’s eyes reddened.
How much bullying and torment had the little cat endured to become so indifferent?
Ordinary cats would flip out if touched too much, let alone being surrounded by a group of people banging drums and singing.
The calmer Leon was, the more heartbroken the omega felt.
He shouted at his guilty-looking parents, “You should have limits with this stuff! How can you suspect a cat? Even if the whole world turned into ghosts, my Little Zhi could never be such a thing!”
“Sweetheart, don’t be angry.”
“We’re doing this for your own good,” Mother Xiao cautiously approached to comfort him. “Think about it, even if your dad and I are getting old and our eyes are failing, your brother is young, he couldn’t have seen wrong, right?”
Xiao Yu was speechless for a moment.
An alpha with similar features to him stepped forward, looking serious.
“Mom’s right, I did see Little Zhi turn into a foreign man. I didn’t believe in these things before, but now I have to.”
The fluffy golden shaded cat sighed heavily.
Why doesn’t this family believe in science?
Brother Qiong: “Are you planning to send this cat away, or let Mom and Dad exorcise it? You choose one.”
Xiao Yu was a bit slow to react, but then he was angered by a few key words.
His fox-like eyes, tinged with blood, filled with cold sarcasm as he tugged at the corners of his mouth: “I don’t want to hear what’s good for me. This is my cat, and what to do with him is my decision, not forced by the options you give.”
“Little Zhi, let’s go.”
The omega stubbornly turned and went upstairs.
The big bread-like cat, under the fearful eyes of the family, tried to act a bit silly but still followed up as instructed, not forgetting to quickly grab a pack of milk for Xiao Yu’s breakfast.
The shamans, dressed in their ceremonial attire, whispered softly.
“Did you see what it was?”
“A karmic debt, with countless ties to the young master.”
“No, I suspect it’s possessed by a pig spirit, otherwise, it wouldn’t be so fat…”
Xiao Yu didn’t like his family getting too involved in his affairs, especially targeting his cat, so he moved back to his apartment that night.
His parents called several times, advising him not to stay in that house, saying it was unclean.
The more they said, the more rebellious Xiao Yu felt about his carefully arranged little nest, unlocking it with his fingerprint without hesitation—
“Enough, Mom and Dad, I’m going to take a bath and sleep.”
Leon jumped into the familiar apartment, the fluffy golden bread running wild in the living room like a crazy robot vacuum.
A top boxer should exercise daily.
Seeing him so happy, Xiao Yu didn’t think much of it, but while bathing, he kept recalling his family’s attitude, feeling a chill in his heart as if a ghost was blowing cold wind.
Weird…
His brother wasn’t the type to talk nonsense, so why was he joining in with their antics?
Xiao Yu bit his lip, his eyes firm, what’s there to be afraid of in taking a bath!
Even if there were ghosts, they couldn’t escape his eyes!
So, the omega bathed with his eyes wide open.
The water flowed, and foam accidentally got into his eyes, making him cry out in the bathroom.
The horror movie effect is probably like this, once the seed is planted, it keeps coming back to mind.
That night, Xiao Yu felt uneasy.
He wanted to go to the wardrobe to pick out clothes for tomorrow, but hesitated and shrank back into bed, comforting himself that tomorrow would be fine.
He wanted to drink the newly bought fruit yogurt but found the distance to the fridge too far, why hadn’t he noticed before?
After a long internal struggle, the omega reluctantly got out of bed and walked to the bedroom door, hesitating whether to go forward.
A devilish voice whispered in his ear: Don’t go, there’s a ghost in your house, a ghost!
Xiao Yu shook his head, then heard the angel’s gentle voice—
He’s right.
Like an electric current running through his body, the young master turned pale, screaming as he dove into the covers.
“Ahhh, demons and ghosts, go away!”
The blanket covered his head, wrapping him up, forming a barrier, ghosts can’t come in, as everyone knows, it’s an unwritten rule.
The big bread cat was instantly awakened.
Lifting its sleepy, round cat face, it looked at the trembling bundle of blankets with a confused expression.
“Meow.” The voice was unusually gentle.
The cat spread its arms, pressing down like a mountain pig, the solid weight bringing the safety of a living being, calming the trembling Xiao Yu a bit.
He muffled a command: “Little Zhi, sleep with me, don’t get off the bed!”
The golden bread cat responded helplessly.
“Meow.”
Blame him, his state was unstable.
Scaring his family was one thing, but now he had frightened the timid, crybaby little fox fish.
The cat tucked its paws in, looking like an old farmer guarding a wheat field, its snow-white mouth pouting with a long sigh of self-blame.
So sleepy that the cat’s head swayed left and right, finally plopping down onto the blanket.
“Baby, accompany me to the bathroom…”
Sleepy Xiao Yu hummed softly, his voice soft and sticky.
Leon was forced to wake up.
When they returned, he couldn’t fall asleep no matter what.
The cat’s paw stepped onto Xiao Yu’s pillow, its mouth nudging the blanket open, finding the omega struggling to breathe, his soft, clean cheeks flushed red, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
Even suffocating like this, he wouldn’t stick his head out to sleep.
The little fox fish’s father and mother were stubborn, and this omega was just like them.
The cat leaned in, its soft tongue gently scraping over the young master’s neck gland, instantly sweet and fresh like soaking in orange juice.
A sliver of moonlight leaked through the curtain gap.
A tall alpha lay across the bed, making Xiao Yu’s double bed seem much narrower.
The man’s posture was lazy, propping up one long leg, his fingertips gently peeling back the blanket like unwrapping candy, letting the omega breathe.
Emerald green eyes like imperial jade gazed at Xiao Yu, the iceberg-like face softening a bit.
Indeed.
He looked even more beautiful in human form.
The round tiger ears twitched, Leon’s Adam’s apple bobbed, suppressing the urge to kiss him, instead whispering in his ear, “I don’t like you calling me Orange…”
His Chinese was slightly awkward but not too clumsy.
“Brother, call me Leon.”
Xiao Yu usually took a while to wake up, but this time, fear made him clear-headed within a minute of opening his eyes.
—He was still alive, he was still alive.
His messy reddish-brown hair looked like a fluffed-up fox.
Xiao Yu sat up, touched the big fat cat beside him, slowly recalling something, last night a man’s voice was chanting in his ear endlessly.
What did he say?
No, wait.
How could there be someone talking!!!
Author’s Note:
Here we go [dog head]