A Aloof Beauty Becomes a Tiny Kitten / Transmigrated as the Disabled Tycoon’s Tiny Kitten - Chapter 2

The cold wind blew, carrying the chill of early winter.

The roadside trees near the thoroughfare were bare, their fallen leaves covering the ground, exuding the bleak atmosphere of a cold winter day. It was roughly three or four in the afternoon when a few children, carrying schoolbags, walked over from the distance.

The boy in the lead walked straight ahead, eyes fixed forward, while his two companions followed with their heads down, boredly kicking the fallen leaves and complaining that today’s unit exam had been a bit difficult. They were students from Chaoyang Elementary School; they lived nearby and usually walked home together after school.

“Hey, is that Xu Yi?”

The boy in the lead suddenly noticed something and pointed toward a spot not far away.

Underneath a low wall stood a small black sedan. A child about their age was lying on the ground next to the car, half of his body crawled underneath the chassis.

“Looks like him. I recognize his schoolbag.”

On the ground nearby sat a primary school backpack with a hole torn in the zipper; it was quite easy to spot.

“What’s he doing face-down on the ground? Is there something under the car?”

“Let’s go take a look!”

Next to the black sedan, Little Xu Yi lay on the slightly damp mud. He propped himself up with one hand while reaching laboriously under the car with the other. But no matter how hard he tried to stretch, he only caught thin air.

“Xu Yi, Xu Yi! What are you doing?”

The familiar playful voices rang out behind him. He frowned and withdrew his hand. He first lowered his head to confirm that the little white cat was still crouched in place—it had only shrunk back a little—and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning his head, he pressed a finger to his lips, signaling the three chirping children surrounding him to be quiet.

The three newcomers were all Little Xu Yi’s classmates and neighbors. Seeing his gesture, two of them instinctively covered their mouths, while the quickest one had already dropped to the ground to peer underneath.

“Whoa, there’s a cat!” the boy shouted excitedly.

The other two children immediately grew interested and squatted down to look under the car with curiosity.

“Wow, it really is a cat!”

It was a tiny white kitten, roughly the size of an adult’s palm. It was a ball of fluff, huddled up against the biting winter wind. It was so small that the blue film on its eyes hadn’t even cleared yet; they looked a dusty grayish-blue as it half-squinted, looking at them with cold indifference.

It didn’t hiss in fear, nor did it run toward them for food like a domestic cat would. In this era, the term “cat master” wasn’t trendy yet, but there were already plenty of people who loved felines. Who could refuse such a soft, cute little kitten?

“The kitty is so cute! Why is it here? Where’s its mommy?” asked the only girl among the four.

“It probably got lost.”

“Poor little thing. It’s so cold, and it’s away from its mom. What will it do? Will it die?”

“Sigh, it’s a pity my mom won’t let me keep a cat…”

Underneath the car, listening to the children’s noisy chatter, the little white cat tilted its head. A trace of human-like confusion finally emerged in its eyes. It cocked its head and slightly opened its mouth.

“Meow…”

A thin, tiny kitten cry rang out, but it stopped after just one syllable. The white kitten’s eyes widened slightly, looking as if it were startled by its own voice—an image of adorable, dazed innocence.

Little Xu Yi felt his heart melt.

He didn’t mind the kitten’s coldness toward him at all. He turned his head toward the children who were heatedly discussing the kitten’s fate and said: “Be quiet. You’re scaring it.”

Moreover, he didn’t like listening to Lu Zhuokai and the others talk about whether the cat would die.

However, his intervention came too late.

The little white cat, which had been crouching on the ground, suddenly looked left and right. Its limbs blurred into motion as it transformed into a white shadow, darting out from under the car. Amidst the children’s pursuit, it leaped onto the nearby low wall in a few bounds.

“Oh no, the cat ran away!”

“It’s so timid! But man, it’s fast.”

“Yeah, yeah! It went up there in a flash!”

The children stood at the corner of the wall, looking up and making a racket. Little Xu Yi also tilted his head back, watching the kitten nervously.

At this moment, Lin Xingmo had no mental energy left to spare for him.

After jumping onto the wall, the elevated and widened perspective allowed him to see his surroundings more clearly. There was a sense of familiarity, as if he had been here before, but it was overshadowed by an overwhelming sense of strangeness.

Because… everything had been magnified.

He looked down at his furry paws. They were cat paws—the white fur was dense and soft, while the pink paw pads were filthy, stained with dust and clumps of mud. Absurdly, he felt an instinct surge within his body; he almost reflexively stuck out his tongue to lick them, only to stop himself by sheer force of will.

He put his paw down and scanned his surroundings again, feeling the thump-thump of the heart beating in his chest more clearly. That was the result of the intense exercise just now. His breathing was rapid, and the air sucked into his lungs felt freezing, scraping against his nasal passages and trachea, causing uncomfortable irritation. However, now that he was moving, it didn’t feel as cold as it had under the car.

Lin Xingmo’s brow furrowed. These realistic sensory experiences created a profound sense of the absurd. He lowered his head slightly, his gaze falling upon the human cubs below the wall. In his eyes, these children looked like small giants. That visual impact caused his racing heart to beat even faster.

His gaze shifted slightly, landing on the familiar face he had seen the moment he first opened his eyes. It was an exact, scaled-down version of Xu Yi. And just now, he had indeed heard the other children call him by that name.

What was going on?

He had initially thought he was just dreaming, but now, Lin Xingmo had to start doubting.

“Meow-meow—”

Noticing the cat was looking at him, Little Xu Yi mimicked a cat’s cry, a happy smile spreading across his face. The dim winter sunlight fell upon the boy, giving him a clean and beautiful aura. Those curved, smiling eyes were filled with affection and anticipation.

The boy stood below the wall and reached out toward the cat. “Come home with me. I can take care of you.”

His voice was soft—the clear, gentle voice of a youth—carrying a hint of cautious longing.

Lin Xingmo looked directly into his eyes. The boy didn’t look away, as if trying his hardest to prove his sincerity. The companions surrounding him also quieted down, waiting for the outcome. When they saw the kitten slightly lift its front paw, they even held their breath.

Ultimately, Lin Xingmo put his paw back down.

In the boy’s slightly brightening eyes, Lin Xingmo turned around. He fixed his gaze on a tree on the other side of the wall, crouched low, and gave a powerful leap.

A white silhouette flashed through the air. The children cried out in shock.

Lin Xingmo ignored them. As he reached the branches, his sharp claws instinctively unsheathed, digging firmly into the bark. Due to the sudden weight, the slender branch let out a creak and bent downward.

It was as if another will existed within his body. Before the branch could snap, Lin Xingmo used the momentum to scramble from the twigs to the thick trunk. He didn’t stop until he was sure he was safe. Looking back at the wall—at least three or four meters away—Lin Xingmo couldn’t help but blink. One slip just now and he could have fallen and shattered his bones, but… he had actually done it.

His heart beat even faster. Feeling his heated breath and the strange emotions permeating his mind, Lin Xingmo’s eyes grew exceptionally bright.

“Ah, it ran away!”

“Xu Yi, your cat ran into the yard!”

“Will it fall and die?”

On the other side of the wall, the children’s chatter drifted over again. Lin Xingmo frowned.

Xu Yi’s cat…

Without warning, another, more mature face surfaced in his mind. The man sitting in the wheelchair, looking up at him with bloodshot eyes full of grief. Lin Xingmo pursed his lips, feeling a slight hesitation.

But soon, he withdrew his gaze. This little boy couldn’t possibly be Xu Yi. Even if he had really turned into a cat, could he have really returned to the past to become the cat Xu Yi had as a child?

It was too absurd. It defied logic. Although, the fact that he had turned into a cat was already quite metaphysical in itself.

Lin Xingmo inspected the tree for a moment, then began to climb down the trunk. A cat’s body was incredibly agile; coupled with his lack of fear, he felt no terror even at great heights. He soon landed steadily on the ground.

He looked around. From a cat’s perspective, everything was giant-sized, possessing a dreamlike, magical quality. Lin Xingmo followed a cobblestone path, looking left and right as he went. This seemed to be the small garden of some residence.

Thick piles of fallen leaves lined the cobblestone path, but the path itself was clean, clearly swept by someone. Lin Xingmo felt as if he had been walking for a long time before he reached the end of the ten-meter path.

Splash—

At the end of the path was a pond filled with over a dozen koi fish. They were multi-colored, each at least twice the size of his current body. As the koi swam through the water, Lin Xingmo poked his head out. Through the shimmering surface, he saw his own reflection.

A white kitten.

Lin Xingmo tentatively tilted his head; the white kitten followed suit. He twitched his ears; seeing the reflection do the same, he gave up on the pointless experiment. He withdrew his head, preparing to leave.

Splash, splash—

Right then, a koi actually leaped out of the water, its body thrashing mid-air. In the bright afternoon light of early winter, the leaping fish possessed a heart-stopping beauty. The kitten squatted by the pond, staring up blankly, captivated by the scene.

And then…

Plop—

As gravity pulled the koi back into the water, the resulting splash soaked the unsuspecting white kitten to the bone.

Lin Xingmo: “…”

Looking at his dripping fur, the kitten couldn’t help but shiver in the cold wind. Lin Xingmo shook his head, vigorously flinging the water droplets off his fur, and then quickly scampered away from the pond as if fleeing.

His body temperature was dropping rapidly. He had no choice but to run hard, generating heat to resist the cold, but he soon felt the onset of hunger. These real and painful sensations pulled him back from the fairytale-like novelty and into reality.

He realized with absolute clarity: he had truly become a cat. This was no dream.

The author has something to say:

Mo-zai’s transformation into a cat is temporary; he’ll turn back in the next chapter—