Chapter 32: The Jianghu Performer
Third day of the twelfth lunar month.
The calico cat was already standing at the head of Song You’s bed very early in the morning. She first sat still for a long time, staring at his face. Seeing that he showed no signs of waking, the cat was torn between calling him and not wanting to disturb him. Yet, she had to call him. Eventually, she chose the middle ground and began to softly, very softly, call out, “Daoist priest, Daoist priest.” She was afraid he would hear her, yet also afraid he wouldn’t.
The epitome of indecision.
There was no choice. That day they had to go to the temple fair to buy a horse.
Also, the Daoist priest had said “we” instead of “I”.
Who would have thought that a tiny cat could actually buy a big horse one day?
“Daoist priest, Daoist priest, Daoist priest…”
Finally, Song You was awakened by her calls.
When he opened his eyes, the cat’s head was right in front of his eyes.