A long time ago, Fu Shiyun looked down on people who kept diaries. In her opinion, what kind of decent person writes a diary?
Things written on paper couldn't be called secrets.
Content that couldn't be called a secret.
Why not post it on WeChat Moments or throw it into a message in a bottle?
It wasn't until her life became absurd and bizarre, with some things she wanted to say but couldn't, that she suddenly became the person she despised most, and started to become obsessed with writing diaries.
Using the newly acquired chip.
Writing a diary only for herself to see.
She even started writing from the beginning.
Starting from the first day she became a cat.
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[April 13th, Wednesday, Cloudy]
The first moment I realized I had become a cat, I couldn't believe it. After all, I only said I wanted to become a cat, who knew the heavens would take it seriously.
If they're so capable, why didn't they grant my wish to become a billionaire and a foreign princess back then?
I always felt like the heavens were intentionally playing with me.
And it's so unaccustomed to being a cat. Why is a cat's vision so different from a human's? It's really not used to it at first glance. And cats seem to be colorblind.
They can't see colors other than blue and green.
Walking on four legs is simply making things difficult for me.
Oh, it's so embarrassing! Walking on four legs without clothes is too mortifying. If they're going to turn me into a cat, why give me human thoughts? It's making me so embarrassed that I might as well die.
But the cat food is quite good.
It's just a bit unaccustomed to eating raw meat.
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[April 16th, Saturday, Sunny]
Today is the third day since I became a cat, and I'm still not used to being a cat. Not only am I not used to walking on four limbs, or only having fur on my body without clothes.
I'm also not used to having no one to communicate with.
I can't understand what cats say, and humans can't understand what I say. Every day, besides eating, drinking, and sleeping, or when I have free time, I have to perform for my owner with smiles and tricks.
It seems being a little kitty is quite hard work.
However, today I managed to contact the alien who entered my body. I don't know what that alien wants to do, or if it will harm humans and invade our planet. But I can't do anything about such a big matter.
I can only try to probe and see if I can get some benefits for myself. It would be great if I could turn back into a human. If not, I'll at least need some other benefits. I can't just give up the house I bought with my hard-earned money for nothing.
I must try my best to bargain with the alien.
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[May 16th, Monday, Sunny]
The alien's efficiency is so slow it's killing me. It took a whole month to deliver something. I was bored to the brink of breakdown during this month.
Many times I almost gave myself away.
Fortunately, I finally got the chip. I have to say, this thing is indeed quite magical, like a portable phone installed in my brain. I can surf the internet, watch TV, post comments, read gossip, or stalk celebrities, and it doesn't delay anything.
I was too young when I made my wish back then.
Too careless!
When making wishes, even if I wanted to become a cat, I shouldn't have lost internet access. What's the point of living like a cat without internet? From now on, I won't have to chat with those silly cats anymore. I can't understand what they say, and they can't understand what I say. I consider them fools, and they probably consider me a fool too.
Life will be great from now on. No need to go to work, someone to serve me three meals a day, and I can surf the internet to pass the time. It's simply a heavenly life.
Being a cat is quite good.
I won't curse at the heavens while basking in the sun anymore.
[May 17th, Tuesday, Cloudy]
I think I need to lose weight. The exercises that the Meow Star person does are too difficult. The fat on my belly doesn't allow me to perform such movements. But if I don't do those movements, I can't exercise and extend my lifespan. I have to lose weight if I want to live for a few more decades.
I never thought that I never gained weight when I was human, but now that I'm a cat, I have to lose weight from the start. Life, or rather, cat life, is truly marvelous.
However, all the fat on my belly now can be considered a rich person's disease. Thinking about it makes me a little excited.
[May 18th, Wednesday, Cloudy turning Sunny]
Losing weight is really hard and painful. Being fat isn't good-looking for humans, but fat kittens are undeniably super cute.
Why lose weight?
Every pound of flesh on my body has its own ideas.
Running is really tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring, tiring. I'm clearly a flexible fat orange cat. Forget it, I won't lose weight anymore. The fresh beef tonight is too delicious. I'll think about it tomorrow.
[May 19th, Thursday, Sunny]
I gained another two ounces today. Lose weight!
[May 20th, Friday, Light Rain]
Even the sun is resting, so I'll rest for a day.
[May 21st, Saturday, Heavy Rain]
The weather is too humid today. I feel like I'm going to get rheumatism. I need to eat more to nourish myself. I'll lose weight tomorrow.
[May 22nd, Sunday, Sunny]
How can I be so degenerate? I've gained another two ounces. I can't keep getting fatter. If I can't practice the body-conditioning techniques, I'll only live for twenty-something years. If I can practice them, I can live for over seventy years. That's a difference of fifty years of lifespan.
I must practice. I absolutely must practice.
I can't degenerate any further.
If I eat a little less now, I can live fifty years longer later. In fifty years, I can eat so many more delicious meals.
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[May 26th, Thursday, Sunny]
I've worked hard for three days. It's not too much to reward myself with a meal, right? Just a little bit of fresh meat, it should be fine.
If I don't eat, my owner will suspect I'm sick.
That's right, I can't let my owner worry.
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[May 31st, Tuesday, Light Rain]
My heavens, it's amazing! Today, I smoothly completed all the movements of the body-conditioning techniques.
My weight hasn't actually decreased.
It seems that losing weight was the wrong approach. I should practice more to stretch my muscles and bones. Oh my goodness, I can finally relax and eat without worry. It was too painful to constantly endure hunger. Coincidentally, Xiaobai's appetite seems to be poor lately. I'll take care of more food for Xiaobai later.
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[Year 31, April 12th, Sunny]
Xiaobai is gone. Two out of the four cats in the house are gone, leaving only me and Gray Bear. The owner has adopted two new cats. Life doesn't feel particularly good.
There's no pressure, no pressure at all.
But there's also no freedom.
Sometimes I suddenly think that humans envy cats, but do cats not envy humans sometimes? However, people only see the glamour and not the other aspects.
I'm already twelve or thirteen years old. Although I can live for another ten years, staying here is too boring. Perhaps it's time to leave. Maybe joining the alien who occupied my body wouldn't be bad.
I'll talk to her later.
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[Year 41, May 12th, Sunny]
Cotton Candy is also gone. In just twenty years, I've sent off four or five cats. It seems that like humans, long-lived cats are ultimately the minority.
Most only live for a dozen or so years. Those who reach their twenties are considered very lucky and have extremely long lifespans.
I probably can't stay here any longer.
At twenty-three or twenty-four years old, it's time to leave.
I'll go to find myself.
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[Year 64, July 8th, Heavy Rain]
Looking at the heavy rain outside the window, I suddenly remembered that it seemed to be raining heavily forty years ago, the night I took my medicine and wished to become a cat in my next life.
Thinking back now...
What I craved wasn't a change in species.
But a change in living environment.
Those who can enjoy a life of superiority, and cats who can live without worry about food and clothing, are both in the minority.
What I wanted was not to struggle for food and clothing.
Not to suffer from worries about housing and transportation.
Whether human or cat, it doesn't matter if one is human or cat.
But a cat's life isn't that great either. If there's a next life, as long as my parents are a little kinder to me, even if life is a little harder, I'll accept it with joy.
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[Year 99, November 6th, Sunny]
I can't believe my body died before I, this cat, did. But if you died so early, what am I going to do next?
Am I going to live the life of a stray cat in the last few years of my life? But I have no relevant experience!
It's impossible for me, who has lived a comfortable life as a winner for decades, to end up on the streets, or even starve to death on the streets, right? Please, don't let this happen.
[Year 99, November 7th, Sunny]
Oh my heavens, Ding Yun, you're too kind! You left your inheritance to me even after you died. Hahaha, from now on, I'm a little cat with assets exceeding three hundred billion. I'm simply a feline winner in life.
The richest cat in the world.
It must be me.
It's such a shame I can't turn back into a human. If I were a human inheriting so much, I'd definitely be a hundred times happier than I am now. Oh, no, if I were human now, I'd be old too, and so much money wouldn't be very useful. Sigh, what a pity.
My body is already so old, even with practicing body-conditioning techniques, I won't be able to live for many years.
It seems this life of a billionaire cat.
Can only be enjoyed for a few short years.
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[Year 105, March 6th, Cloudy]
I feel like I'm dying. This might be the last diary I write. After living for so many years, my life has been more spectacular and colorful than many people's. But facing death, I still feel so unwilling to accept it!
So much money, and I haven't even used it all before dying.
Fortunately, Ding Yun left a will before she died, stating that even if I die, the remaining inheritance will be directly donated. Otherwise, if any other relatives inherited it, it would truly disgust me. I might even come back to life out of anger.
[Year 105, March 7th, Sunny]
Sigh, didn't expect this, did you? I held on for another day.
But this time, it seems I'm really going to die. However, with so many diaries, it would be a shame if they were destroyed with my death. Anyway, I'm dying, and Ding Yun, who was in my body, left long ago.
So I've decided to set a timed release. As soon as I breathe my last, my diaries will be published. I wonder how people will view my diaries then. Will they believe them, disbelieve them, or have other thoughts?
But it doesn't matter anymore. Since I'm dead, I don't care even if my orange cat body is dissected.
Finally, I wish everyone a belated Happy New Year.
I wish you all happiness in your families.
See you in the next life.
I also hope that my next life will be happier. Not happy as a cat, but happier as a human.
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Appendix—
Finally, I hope everyone remembers that I am Fu Shiyun, who transformed from a human into a cat and inhabited an orange cat's body.
I also want to leave my name in history.
After all, no matter how inferior I am to others, or how incapable I am, at least I should be the first documented person in this world to have transformed into a cat.
And I was a cat who lived for eighty-six years.
Everyone, please remember me.
I was once human, but I was a failure as a human. As a cat, I did moderately well. Also, I'd like to thank my owner, Yunmeng.