The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife

Chapter 381: Seventh Senior Brother (First Update, Request for Monthly Votes)

The mask was removed, revealing a fresh and youthful face. He was still quite young, possibly even younger than Zhan Jingshu. His face had a pair of charming dimples, and when he smiled, he was as enchanting as a sunshine boy who might still be in school, a beautiful sunshine youth often seen in many comics.He slightly curved his lips into a radiant smile, making people feel close and familiar to him.

When sunlight trickled through the leaves and fell upon the boy’s face, it seemed to cast a halo over him, making him appear extraordinarily spirited. Especially with the greenery behind him, he looked like an elf stepping out from the osmanthus trees.

When Mu Qiuniang saw this adorable smile, she was taken aback for a moment and even turned to check if he was smiling at someone else.

But clearly, the boy standing under the osmanthus tree was smiling at her.

Mu Qiuniang extended her hand and pointed to herself: Me?

The dimpled youth nodded.

Mu Mingyu originally wanted to follow, but Mu Qiuniang stopped him: "You stay with Xiaobai and the others."

Mu Mingyu glanced back at Mu Bai, who had three tails, and had no choice but to comply. Given that even Mu Cheng, Murong, and Zhan Jingshu were with Mu Bai, what trouble could possibly arise?

However, if Great Aunt doesn’t want him to follow, there might be some underlying reason?

Mu Qiuniang walked to the tree, and the smile on the dimpled boy’s face deepened, his eyes even seemed to sparkle: "Do you still remember me?"

Mu Qiuniang nodded. She had just seen him yesterday, how could she not recognize him?

Although his face had changed, his aura had not. Moreover, to prevent accidents, she had specifically placed a tracking talisman on him yesterday.

The dimpled youth smiled even more joyfully, a kind of genuine happiness that radiated from the heart, enveloping him with an aura of delight, as if even his breath declared: I am very happy!

And it was precisely this happiness that left Mu Qiuniang in a daze.

She always felt that such pure happiness seemed familiar!

But could this really be the sinister man from yesterday?

They were clearly two different people!

"I’m so glad you remember me!" he said, "I thought maybe you had already forgotten about me."

This familiar tone made Mu Qiuniang hesitate: Could she really know this boy?

However, she was very confident in her memory and couldn’t believe she would "forget" someone.

Mu Qiuniang didn’t speak, but her gaze towards the dimpled boy was no longer as cold.

"There are too many people here. Can we talk over there?" The dimpled boy pointed in a direction.

Mu Qiuniang glanced over, and indeed, there were fewer people, with more trees. Besides, with her skills, no one could easily outsmart her, so she nodded without any concern.

Consequently, Mu Mingyu just realized that while he was momentarily distracted, his Great Aunt and the boy had disappeared?!

Should he call the police?

No, maybe he should report to Uncle and Aunt?

Sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting scattered dots on the grass beneath the tree. The grass tips bent under people’s footsteps, striving to rebound to their original height once the shoe lifted, only to discover they couldn’t quite reach as high as before.

The grass was a bit disgruntled: How frustrating! I had just managed to grow a little taller, only to be trampled down again. When will I ever grow as tall as the flowers next door?

The flower next door, towering over by a head, sighed internally: You were never meant to grow tall; I’m wild, can you really compare?

The wind brushed over Mu Qiuniang, lifting strands of hair infused with a faint rose fragrance.

As the strands brushed past the dimpled boy’s nose, he laughed, "You still enjoy bathing with rose petals like before."

Mu Qiuniang was shocked: How did he know her preference?

She looked at him closely, searching for clues, perhaps she did indeed know this person?

Even though modern products with floral fragrances like shower gels, bath washes, perfumes are abundant and indistinguishable from the real thing, she still preferred bathing with real petals as she had before.

However, after observing him for a while, she still couldn’t recall anyone who matched him.

"After so many years, you haven’t changed at all compared to before, truly enviable!" His tone was full of envy, "Back then, you took care of me for a while, but unfortunately, my bad luck saw my original owner take me back soon after, only for me to be killed by someone mistaking me for a cat demon..."

Wait, a cat demon?

In Mu Qiuniang’s mind, there flashed an image of a silly little white cat, with pointed ears and soft little hairs inside, making one want to touch them.

Having seen many spiritual beasts, Mu Qiuniang had no particular fondness for small animals; however, that afternoon, when she saw this lost little creature run to her feet, meowing, she couldn’t help but feel a bit soft-hearted and took out some dried fish from her space ring to feed it.

These small fish, grown in the spiritual spring, naturally tasted extraordinary and quickly won the little creature’s affection, soon climbing onto her lap, reluctant to leave.

It lay on her legs, sprawled out, letting her rub its belly.

The little creature was soft, its white fur lined with pink paws; a gentle squeeze would reveal sharp claws from within the pads, and upon release, the claws would retract.

When she petted its head, it would comfortably narrow its eyes, lazily, with an expression of sheer enjoyment.

Mu Qiuniang considered adopting it, anyway, for her, raising an additional little cat wasn’t a troublesome thing, as long as she remembered to prepare its share of dried fish.

"That time was the happiest in my life..." He slightly raised his lips, narrowing his eyes, the relaxed and content demeanor identical to that little cat back then.

Mu Qiuniang suddenly didn’t know what to say. Because that period was so short, too short to leave much trace in her memory, before it was taken away by its then owner.

The little boy was only about five or six years old, and as an adult, she couldn’t possibly snatch a small pet from a child. She patted the little boy on the head, gave him some dried fish, and returned the little creature to him.

From then on, they had no further interaction.

Unexpectedly, upon reuniting, that little creature had turned into a human.

"You know, my greatest wish in this life was to meet you again. And here I am, really meeting you! How wonderful!"

"I never expected to see you again!"

"I know, at that time I was just a cat, how could a cat’s lifespan compare with a human’s? I never imagined I could turn into a human, and in such an unnatural way no less."

"How did you become human?" Mu Qiuniang was also very curious about this. Normally, after the founding of the country, with the decline in spiritual energy, animals rarely managed to cultivate into spirits, let alone become human.

But the person before her was definitely not a demon-turned human.

If he hadn’t mentioned it himself, she wouldn’t have known he was ever a cat.

"As I said, it wasn’t a normal way, and you’d better not know. Your heart is so soft, I don’t want you to feel sad." The look in his eyes when he gazed at her was filled with longing.