Cutest Kitty

Su Nanzhi was born with a heart condition and was once told she wouldn't live past 18.
But she survived, and with her extraordinary eyes, her heart was trained to remain untroubled. The first time she saw Jiang Beiyu, she heard a song beating "thump thump" in her chest.
He was so handsome.
Su Nanzhi fit the image of a delicate beauty all too well, and she happened to have been nurtured in a rural village for over a decade. Her uncles, brothers, and sisters in the family looked at her as though she were a performing monkey.
That is, until this performing monkey shed all her covert coats...
Theater 1:
Owing to Su Nanzhi's heart condition, her classmates were always afraid to say anything too stimulating, even speaking to her in soft, gentle tones. Later, at dawn, a few classmates who loved horror films bumped into Su Nanzhi at a midnight showing in a movie theater.
Classmate: “…”
Is the tolerance for heart disease this high now?
Su Nanzhi: Will you listen to my explanation?
You might not believe it, but the ghosts in the movies aren't as scary as the ones she saw when she first started out.
Theater 2:
The handsome and distinguished young man read Su Nanzhi's old journals and found out how she had drooled over her own face for more than just a day or two.
He frowned as if he had encountered a problem trickier than Goldbach's Conjecture and finally couldn't help but ask her:
“Are you sure you're just into my face?”
“My body is pretty good too, do you want to check it out?”

The Fragile Beauty Can See the Ghost

An Yunhuai saw that the green that was about to spill out of the room slowly faded away,


until after a while, his eyes could clearly see the situation inside the room again.


Su Nanzhi's room was also styled simply, with not many items in it, which could have been because she had just moved in recently. The things in her room seemed even scarcer than those in An Yunhuai's.


An Yunhuai looked around for two seconds and quickly noticed something amiss.


Right in front of the tightly drawn curtains, there was a faux window sill, on which sat a pot large enough to be hugged by an adult's arms.


The pot was made of milky-white plastic, devoid of any gaudy patterns, but it looked like it was of decent quality.


But importantly, in that pot, there grew a three-headed, sleek-haired black-haired doll.


An Yunhuai's eyes widened as he felt an inexplicable sense of eeriness and harmony: Thank goodness it wasn't green-skinned with green hair.


Chapter 646: This Child Resembles His Sister