The villa wasn’t large, three stories tall, not appearing bulky but rather tall and slender, surrounded by green vegetation.
The environment was quiet and beautiful.
This was Zhao Yicheng’s childhood home. Back then, both families lived in the same villa complex, and Xu Yinsheng had often visited his place to hang out and play games.
Unfortunately, it was all fake. All illusions.
Everything here was merely a manifestation of the inner world.
Endless knowledge from the nightmare demon flooded into Xu Yinsheng’s mind, yet she felt no discomfort. Instead, she found it relaxing, as if all of this had been stored deep within her bloodline for a very, very long time—even etched into her bones—just waiting to be awakened at some special moment.
Standing at the villa’s entrance, Xu Yinsheng looked at the doorbell, hesitating whether to ring it or simply climb over the wall.
Suddenly, however, the iron gate burst open with a loud crash. An invisible, powerful suction force pulled from inside, catching Xu Yinsheng off guard.
Her body was yanked by the force, and she tumbled inward!
With a “thud,” she fell onto the cold floor without any warning!
Xu Yinsheng winced in pain. Just as she was about to get up, a familiar male voice sounded in her ear.
“Little Yin, long time no see.”
Xu Yinsheng looked up and saw a man in a suit and tie smiling at her. But that smile sent chills down her spine.
“Zhao Yi…”
Before she could finish saying “cheng,” a burly arm suddenly grabbed her and lifted her up. Then came the man’s storm-like kisses, rough and brutal, completely disregarding her feelings.
“Mmph… let… mmm… let me go…” Xu Yinsheng struggled desperately, but she couldn’t escape his arm, which was as strong as steel pliers.
Zhao Yicheng first tasted the blood on the corner of his mouth, seeming to enjoy Xu Yinsheng’s struggle. He grabbed her chin, the crimson in his eyes glowing brightly.
“Darling, what did you say before?”
His low, husky voice was like a spell, seducing the deepest part of Xu Yinsheng’s heart. Xu Yinsheng felt her breath catch.
“You went behind my back and found a girlfriend, right?”
“You want to cheat on me, don’t you?!”
“How dare you make a joke like that! You’re really bold!”
Xu Yinsheng’s wrist was still tightly gripped by Zhao Yicheng. He leaned forward slightly, his forehead almost touching hers, forcing her to look into his bloodshot eyes.
“H-how about you calm down for a second?” Xu Yinsheng swallowed hard. Although she had anticipated this in her heart, actually facing Zhao Yicheng’s yandere possessive side—and this “unique” way of greeting—still brought back memories of that dark, hopeless past.
The crimson-eyed Zhao Yicheng grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth. “I won’t!”
If Zhao Yicheng had previously just been an ordinary mental patient, then after undergoing hypnosis, he had somehow purified himself—putting tolerance and affection on the surface while locking his yandere possessiveness inside.
And now, Xu Yinsheng was facing Zhao Yicheng’s dark side. Just imagine how dark a person’s dark side could be.
Xu Yinsheng merely tried to put herself in his shoes, and she was already crying, her sorrow flowing like a river.
Meanwhile, faced with Xu Yinsheng’s request to sit down and talk things over, the crimson-eyed Zhao Fengcheng revealed a cruel smile. He increased his grip, and Xu Yinsheng immediately felt a suffocating sensation, everything before her going blurry.
“I’m not happy right now! Not happy at all!”
“I need to vent! I want to see you cry! I want you to understand the price of daring to deceive me!” With that, he grabbed her fluttering wings and pinned the nightmare Xu Yinsheng completely beneath him.
—
She didn’t know how long she slept, but Zhao Yicheng had slept quite comfortably. When he woke up refreshed, he opened his eyes and immediately saw a certain “octopus” clinging to him, staring at him with a resentful gaze.
“Good morning, Little Yin.” Zhao Yicheng nuzzled the soft little thing beside him and greeted her gently.
“Not good at all.” Xu Yinsheng turned her head away from the man’s attempt to please her and pouted.
The moment she moved, a sharp, needle-like pain shot through her rear—not physical, but spiritual and soul-deep, a pain that pierced her entire body!
Although it wasn’t her first time and she didn’t have any virginity complex, being forcefully taken still left a bitter taste in her mouth!
Thinking about it, Xu Yinsheng looked at Zhao Yicheng, recalling what someone with the same face had done to her last night. She remembered being pinned to the cold floor, crying out “Daddy, I was wrong,” and then fainting from the mix of pain and pleasure after being thoroughly claimed.
Xu Yinsheng felt her cheeks flush, her heart racing, and her body trembling involuntarily. Damn it, why did it feel so good in a way?
Was she really becoming addicted to this?
“What’s wrong?” Feeling the heat and tension radiating from Xu Yinsheng’s arm, Zhao Yicheng asked softly, reaching out to embrace her.
Xu Yinsheng gasped sharply, and the man’s movement came to an abrupt halt. His outstretched hand stopped at her waist.
“Don’t touch me. My butt hurts. Let me lie here a little longer.” Xu Yinsheng said in pain.
Zhao Yicheng hummed in acknowledgment and moved his hand away from her waist. He remained still, letting her lie on him.
After a long moment, he spoke. “Little Yin, when are we going back?”
“Going back for what?” Xu Yinsheng massaged her rear with her free hand. “Isn’t it fine to stay here and get treatment? The VIP ward provides food and drink, and a little nurse comes to clean the room every day. It’s as good as a five-star hotel.”
Zhao Yicheng’s body stiffened slightly. He lowered his lashes to hide the emotions in his eyes and said quietly, “I’m not sick.”
“You’re not sick? Then why do you faint every day? You’re not sick? Then why did I have to bring you from the hospital? You’re not sick? Then why am I in this state right now?”
“But…”
“But what? If you ask me, we should hire a few dozen experts and spend three to five years getting rid of your mental illness once and for all! So you don’t go crazy every day. Who knows if it’ll be passed down to the next generation…”
As she spoke, Xu Yinsheng seemed to realize something. Her voice grew softer and softer until it was barely a whisper, losing its confidence.
Shit!
Zhang Junfang had told her not to provoke Zhao Yicheng during this period. Otherwise, if his condition worsened and he fainted again after finally waking up, what then?
“Um…” Xu Yinsheng cleared her throat twice to cover her embarrassment, the tips of her ears reddening.
“I was just kidding, Old Zhao. Don’t take it seriously. I’m not saying you have a mental illness. No! I mean you don’t have a mental illness. Um… I’ll take you to check out this afternoon.”
—
In the afternoon, Xu Yinsheng accompanied Zhao Yicheng to complete the discharge procedures. Then the two went to the rest room to pack their things.
During the days when Zhao Yicheng had been unconscious, Xu Yinsheng had brought some household items—like pajamas, pillows, bath towels, and such—to the hospital, preparing for a long battle.
Just as they arrived at the rest room door, they heard strange noises coming from inside.
# Chapter 292: Parents Are Returning [Requesting Monthly Tickets!!]
“Wahhh~ Teacher~ Please~”
“Meow-meow really knows she was wrong~~”
“Don’t go, please take cat home~”
“Let go! Let go!” Zhang Junfang kicked his leg in disgust, trying to shake off the blue blob clinging to him.
“Not letting go~ Yan Qing will never let go~” Little boy Yan Qing pressed his head against the man’s long leg, his claws gripping his pants tightly, tears glistening in his eyes.
“You rebellious cat! If you don’t let go, I swear I’ll skin you alive and make cat meat hotpot!!!”
“Not letting go~~”
“Wahhh~ Teacher~ Teacher, Yan Qing really didn’t have a baby with you. Every time, Yan Qing just hugs you and kisses you. Wahhh~ Really didn’t have a baby!!”
The little boy wailed, sobbing uncontrollably.
But these words seemed to touch the man’s already sensitive nerves. He suddenly yanked Yan Qing off his leg and slapped him hard across his beautiful, fair cheek!
Smack!
The sound was very loud!
His cheek burned red. The crying stopped abruptly. Little boy Yan Qing looked up in a daze, a crystal tear rolling down from the corner of his eye, looking utterly pitiful.
He widened his orange cat-like eyes, staring at Zhang Junfang in disbelief. His eyes were filled with shock and incredulity, as if he couldn’t believe that the teacher who had raised him for so many years would actually hit him.
Not only him, but Xu Yinsheng at the door also widened her beautiful eyes…
This… came with free drama?!
Zhang Junfang seemed shocked by his own slap as well. But after regaining his composure, he coldly glanced at little boy Yan Qing, walked a few steps to Xu Yinsheng, and shoved the little boy into her arms.
“Miss Xu, don’t forget to transfer the remaining money to my account.”
“And don’t worry about me running away. This cat is your hostage.” After saying this, he turned and walked out, hands in his pockets, heading toward the hospital exit.
By the time Zhang Junfang’s figure had completely disappeared, only the two of them and the cat were left standing in the wind, dumbfounded. Xu Yinsheng looked down and saw that the little boy in her arms had turned back into a cat, covering his face with his tail, curling up, and sobbing quietly.
Xu Yinsheng exchanged a glance with Zhao Yicheng. They could both see the helplessness in each other’s eyes.
They never expected to witness such a dramatic scene just by coming to pack their things.
Soon, they put Yan Qing on the bed and pushed the matter aside, starting to pack their luggage together.
Suddenly, a vibration came from her pocket. Xu Yinsheng glanced at the busy Zhao Yicheng, walked to the balcony, and took out her phone.
The sunlight outside was bright and gentle, casting an indescribable softness on her face. But Xu Yinsheng frowned slightly, her finger hovering over the green button, hesitating.
The caller ID read: Unqualified Parents.
After a moment, a pleasant female voice rang out, but the tone carried little emotion. “Dad, Mom, is there something?”
—
Zhao Yicheng opened the wardrobe, folded the clothes one by one, and placed them into the suitcase.
Suddenly, a warm embrace wrapped around him from the front. Xu Yinsheng exclaimed excitedly, “Old Zhao, my parents are coming back!!”
The breeze blew. The girl hugged the man and bounced a few times in excitement, her long hair flying up and down. Before the man’s eyes was a scene of fragmented light.
—
Evening. Cozy bedroom.
Soft light fell on the girl’s hair, casting a hazy glow on her delicate, beautiful face. Xu Yinsheng hugged her diary, frowning slightly.
“Future me, how do I cure Zhao Yicheng’s illness?! He fainted again these past few days. I’ve visited his spiritual space more than once, but every time I get kicked out.”
“I’ve also advised him to see a specialist, but he insists he’s not sick. Not only that, he goes out of his way to prove he’s not sick. Sigh! I’m so frustrated.”
The moment her pen paused, a line of elegant handwriting instantly appeared.
“I know. Let’s discuss in person. I’ll be right there.”
Seeing this, Xu Yinsheng immediately put down the notebook and looked around curiously. In person? Was she coming from the future to the present again? What method would she use this time?
Would she swim up from the lower reaches of the time river using her Time Dragon ability? Or ride a magic broom and fly in through the window? Or cover her eyes from behind and play “guess who”?
While Xu Yinsheng was lost in a whirlwind of imaginative thoughts, suddenly, a sleek orange figure darted through the crack in the door. In an instant, it pounced into Xu Yinsheng’s arms.
Orange fur, big black eyes, yellow and black striped patterns, and those chubby little paws—who else could it be but Garfield!
Ever since Zhao Yicheng moved in, he had brought this big orange cat, who had once accompanied Xu Yinsheng through the “Cat Cage Prison,” along with him.
And Garfield lived up to his name. Eat when full, sleep when full. Except for occasionally going out to bask in the sun, he spent most of his time sleeping, truly living up to the Garfield legacy!
Xu Yinsheng stumbled, nearly knocked over by the big ball of fluff in her arms. She grabbed the orange cat by the scruff of its neck and glared at it.
“Garfield, why aren’t you sleeping at this hour and coming to my room instead? Go find your master Zhao Yicheng!”
Xu Yinsheng hadn’t meant anything by it. She was just venting. But the next moment, the big orange cat opened its mouth and spoke in a familiar female voice:
“It’s me~ Little Xuxu~”
“You…” She froze for a few seconds, then abruptly looked down at the big orange cat she was holding by the scruff.
“Hee hee hee~ Little Xuxu, didn’t expect that, did you?” Garfield proudly wagged his tail and patted Xu Yinsheng’s cheek with his paw. “Surprised? Shocked? Hehe!!”
Suddenly, a weight landed in her arms. A catgirl with orange cat ears appeared out of nowhere, sitting on Xu Yinsheng’s slender legs. Her cat tail wrapped around Xu Yinsheng’s waist. She leaned in, sniffed Xu Yinsheng’s scent, and narrowed her eyes in bliss.
“Little Xuxu, your soul smells so good~~ Have you been stuffed full of cream puffs lately?”
Images flashed through her mind. Xu Yinsheng blushed, but she poked the catgirl’s head and pushed her away, speaking seriously. “Shut up. I’m not a cream puff! And give Garfield back! Stop playing this body-possession game!”
“What body possession? I am Garfield. Didn’t I tell you before? I’ve developed my shape-shifting ability to a new level. I can manifest characters I’ve sex-changed into out of thin air.”
“Garfield is one of my manifested creations!”
“Catgirl Xu Yinsheng” said with full confidence.
The first time she used her Time Dragon ability, she pulled the still-“male” Xu Yinsheng into the future for a heart-to-heart talk. The second time, she sent her manifested creation to Zhao Yicheng’s side—that’s why that phone could flip pages on its own after being dropped.
As for the purpose: finding fun and reliving the entire process of being tamed and feminized. It was like covering herself with a blanket in high school to watch adult films.
After listening to “Catgirl Xu Yinsheng’s” explanation, Xu Yinsheng was stunned for a moment. Then, as if realizing something, she moved away in disgust. Voluntarily eating cat food, drinking cold water, and letting people pet her at will—the future her really had strange tastes!
“What do you mean by strange tastes?! What’s wrong with me, a house cat, eating cat food?!”
Having just read Xu Yinsheng’s thoughts, “Catgirl Xu Yinsheng” protested indignantly. You are not a fish; how do you know the joy of being a fish? She had never been a house cat, so how could she say being a cat wasn’t fun!
Then Xu Yinsheng was subjected to a barrage of brainwashing from “Catgirl Xu Yinsheng”: “You don’t understand the joy of being a cat,” “You don’t understand immersive role-playing,” “You’ll understand when you grow up,” “You’ll eventually realize my happiness,” and so on.
On the surface, Xu Yinsheng listened attentively, but inwardly she was roaring with laughter.
They chatted for a while and fooled around until they were tired. Then the two girls lay on the cold floor. Perhaps because she was exhausted, Xu Yinsheng felt thirsty. Just as she was about to get water, as if she had predicted it, a can of milk was handed to her by a fair little hand.
No manufacturer, no batch number, no production address. But Xu Yinsheng didn’t mind. She twisted open the cap and took a sip. The taste was fragrant, the milk flavor bursting on her tongue—better than regular milk. Clearly, it was the Xu brand.
She smacked her lips in satisfaction, turned to look at the cat-eared girl beside her, and started a conversation. “How do I cure Zhao Yicheng’s illness?”