The Kitty Became a Cutie and Was Pampered in the 80s

Having experienced this once before, when Ruan Jiaojiao found herself waking up in an unfamiliar place the second time, she felt more composed. She quickly looked around at her surroundings and discovered she was back in that corner from yesterday.
Ruan Jiaojiao hurried to the hospital, unsure if Xin Miao had been discharged.
As her body detached from the cat’s body, Ruan Jiaojiao remembered what she had been worrying about all day—what she had forgotten. She wanted to help Xin Miao, inquire about her situation, but frustratingly, it seemed that once she entered the cat’s body, she would automatically forget it.
With a frown, Ruan Jiaojiao realized she needed to come up with a way to remember this issue tomorrow when she wakes up.
Ruan Jiaojiao reached the hospital room where Xin Miao had been yesterday, peeked inside and found Xin Miao still hadn’t been discharged, relieving her.
She walked in with a smile, greeting Xin Miao who was looking toward the door: “Sister Miaomiao, I’m here again.”
“…” Xin Miao regarded her coldly, her gaze no longer as gentle as it was yesterday.
Ruan Jiaojiao returned the look, puzzled—had something happened? Everything was fine yesterday.
“Sister Miaomiao, what’s wrong?” Ruan Jiaojiao asked.
Xin Miao glanced at her coldly, turned her gaze away, and pulled the blanket over her head, seeming to block Ruan Jiaojiao’s view.
Mrs. Xin, who was accompanying on the bedside, was already asleep on the neighboring bed and hadn’t noticed the anomaly.
Ruan Jiaojiao felt puzzled; she didn’t know why Xin Miao was angry. With nowhere else to go, she knew Xiu Xi was smart enough to find her soon, and all she needed to do was to sit obediently and wait.
Seeing that Xin Miao ignored her, she sat on the side, contemplating how she could remember these things tomorrow.
Write it down?
No, she couldn’t hold a pen.
Record it?
That probably wouldn’t be heard by anyone.
“Ah…” Ruan Jiaojiao sighed deeply.
“Why are you sighing?” Xin Miao abruptly pulled off the blanket and demanded in a sharp tone: “And what are you exactly? Didn’t you say you are Ruan Jiaojiao? Why have you turned into a cat?”
The excitement made her voice loud, waking Mrs. Xin who was sleeping beside her.
“Miaomiao?” Mrs. Xin turned her head to look.
Xin Miao swiftly closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep.
Mrs. Xin watched for a few seconds, assumed she was talking in her sleep, got up to adjust the blanket covering her, and after arranging it, didn’t resume sleeping but went out of the room to go to the bathroom.
Once Mrs. Xin left, Xin Miao opened her eyes again, glaring at Ruan Jiaojiao nearby.
Ruan Jiaojiao quickly stood up to explain: “Sister Miaomiao, I’m not lying to you. I really am Ruan Jiaojiao, but I’ve encountered some issues recently and have to temporarily reside in a cat’s body. When the time comes, I’ll recover and return to my previous body.”
Such a thing might sound incredible and bizarre to others, requiring a lengthy time to accept.
But for Xin Miao, who already had two souls within her, it was something easy to accept.
However—
“You have experienced such a significant event, turned into a cat, have your family really just accepted it? Don’t they have any doubts? Do they truly trust you that much?”