It Seems Like My Senior Seems to Like Me - Chapter 77

That day, the two of them both woke up late.

It was already noon when they finally crawled out of bed and went to the bathroom to take a shower together.

Yes—together. The kind of together without any extra thoughts, pure and simple.

Splash…

The bathroom was misty with steam. Hot water arced out from the showerhead, the sound of flowing water landing on bare skin soft and melodious.

Ye Wanjia was rubbing body wash onto herself when, from the corner of her eye, she noticed that someone brushing their teeth was staring at her the whole time. She quickly crossed her arms over her chest and ordered:

“Turn around.”

Pei Suye tilted her head apologetically, toothbrush still in her mouth. She raised a hand in surrender and turned her back. Once she was done brushing, she stepped under the shower, and Ye Wanjia even shifted half a step outward to give her space.

“Why so shy all of a sudden?” she asked softly.

Ye Wanjia glared at her, round eyes wide, like a startled kitten. “I still have lab work this afternoon.”

“It’s only twelve,” Pei Suye replied matter-of-factly.

“You said we’d get up an hour ago,” Ye Wanjia listed her crime, “and every time you say ‘just one kiss’… but it always drags until now.”

Pei Suye muttered in grievance, “Sometimes you’re the one who starts it.”

Ye Wanjia was caught off guard, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. Her brows shot up, her lips pouted, and she snapped her head to glare at her:

“That’s why I told you to turn around. I’m not Liu Xia Hui*!”

(*Translator’s note: A historical figure famed for his restraint against temptation.)

After all, seeing Pei Suye standing there unclothed—such a beautiful body without a trace of excess, belonging to the person she loved most—how could she possibly resist?

By 1 p.m., the two of them had finally gotten ready and left the house.

As they headed downstairs, Ye Wanjia locked the door while Pei Suye went to the yard to fetch their bicycles.

“Meow… meow…”

Suddenly, from outside the fence across the street, came a weak, hoarse meowing. It sounded as if the little thing had been crying out for a long time.

“Senior, come quick!”

Ye Wanjia had found the source and waved at Pei Suye.

It was a tiny cream-colored kitten, so small that two hands could completely cover its whole body.

But it was injured—its belly had been cut open, with dried blood covering its lower body. Matted fur and clotted blood stuck to the wound, which had already begun to fester in deeper areas.

It had clearly been hurt for a long time.

“Meow… meow…”

Its amber eyes were half-closed with exhaustion, but when it saw Ye Wanjia crouch in front of it, it mustered two faint cries for help. Its frail little front paw even twitched twice.

“It’s hurt… so pitiful!”

Ye Wanjia’s heart clenched. She wanted to pick it up, but didn’t dare for fear of worsening the injury.

Pei Suye crouched down and used her phone’s flashlight to examine the wound. Blood-soaked fur stuck inside the gash. Her slender fingers gently felt around the area.

“It’s not just a surface wound. This spot is the kidney—it might be torn.”

She untied her scarf, carefully wrapped the kitten up, and handed the house key to Ye Wanjia.

“Xiao Yezi, let’s go.”

“Go where? The vet?” Ye Wanjia asked as she took the key.

Pei Suye shook her head. “Did you forget what we do?”

Their destination was the veterinary medicine laboratory.

For research purposes, they had access to diagnostic and surgical facilities beyond those of a regular vet clinic.

Pei Suye specialized in internal medicine, her research focusing on treatments for organ failure.

Ye Wanjia’s track was surgery, but she hadn’t yet done clinical operations—only dissections on animal cadavers, and practice stitching on cuts of pork. She wasn’t ready to handle something this complicated.

In the end, it was her advisor Leo who personally operated. The last time he’d picked up a scalpel, it had been for none other than India’s national treasure actress’s cat.

For a stray kitten to end up in their hands and receive the world’s best medical care in such an expensive surgical suite—it was misfortune within fortune.

Leo was reluctant at first. Kidney suturing was time-consuming and demanding, and for such a tiny kitten, the organ was barely fingertip-sized, making it extremely difficult. But then he realized this was a perfect teaching opportunity and agreed.

After all, Ye Wanjia was his very first student.

“Leafage. Step forward and look carefully.”

So Ye Wanjia stepped up as assistant, gazing under the surgical lamp at the wound held open by clamps, observing how Leo cleared the blood clots around the kidney, used fine thread to suture the tears and mucosa, and finally stitched up the shaved abdomen’s outer wound.

After four exhausting hours, the operation was done. But the little cream kitten was still frail. To help it survive, Pei Suye prepared the lab’s best organ-support medication and injected the proper dosage.

For the next two days, the tiny creature stayed in a sterile incubator with abundant food and oxygen to aid recovery.

On the third day, the kitten finally opened its eyes. Though it could only lift its lids a crack, the first thing it saw was Ye Wanjia watching over it.

It looked into those human eyes, eyes lively like an animal’s, and it knew—it had found home.

“Senior, how about we call her Cheese?”

Ye Wanjia carefully stroked its tiny head, her own eyes sparkling.

“Look at her fur, all creamy yellow, not a single spot. So cute!”

She petted Cheese’s head, while Pei Suye patted hers, voice soft:

“Alright.”

A week later, Cheese’s wounds were healing. The outer cut had scabbed, and her waste indicators were returning to normal. Ye Wanjia fed her kitten food, and Cheese even nuzzled her hand affectionately.

“Meow~”

“Aww…” Ye Wanjia’s eyes curved into little crescent moons. “So cute!”

Sitting cross-legged on the black leather sofa, she placed Cheese on her lap and gave her a gentle head massage with her fingers.

“How are you so adorable, hm? Tell mama, what else do you want to eat?”

Her voice was soft, sweet, almost babyish—a tone Pei Suye had never once been spoiled with.

From the kitchen, where she was making pizza, Pei Suye poked her head out and reminded gently:

“Don’t spoil her too much. She can’t eat a lot of things yet.”

Ye Wanjia wrinkled her nose at her in mock annoyance. “Hmph, I know.”

Pei Suye leaned against the doorframe, smiling helplessly, a strand of hair brushing her lips as she blew it aside. “Then do you want to help her unwrap her toys?”

“Toys?”

“Those boxes next to the sofa. They arrived today.”

“Really?”

Ye Wanjia’s eyes lit up. She shot her a sweet glare and carefully set Cheese aside.

There were four delivery boxes in total, two big and two small.

One of the smaller ones was long and narrow, about the length of an arm. Sitting on the sofa, Ye Wanjia turned it over and over, but found no product info.

Probably a cat teaser wand, she guessed.

She ripped open the tape, pulling out a rectangular little box.

It was completely pink, with English printed across the top:

“I’m coming——”

“Hm?” Ye Wanjia stared at the words, puzzled. “‘I’m coming’? Coming where? From where?”

Muttering to herself, she tore open the pink box and pulled out the item inside.

It was long like a teaser wand, with a snow-white handle connected to a pink cylinder on a spring at the other end.

But—no feathers.

Weren’t teaser toys supposed to have feathers? Maybe she just didn’t have experience raising cats, and modern kittens preferred bald silicone wands now?

“Why did you buy such a weird teaser wand?” she called out.

As she spoke, her thumb accidentally pressed a button on the handle.

Huh? It had a switch?

The next second, she would remember forever—

The “teaser wand” started vibrating. Not just vibrating—the silicone tip shook wildly along with the spring, so violently it buzzed through the air.

BZZZZ—

“I—I—you—you—” Ye Wanjia stammered incoherently.

From the kitchen, still unaware, Pei Suye leaned out of the doorway and asked:

“What teaser wand?”

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