[Not a Sweet Romance or Feel-Good Power Fantasy | Gods | Cats | Childhood Friends | A Touch of Angst]
Snow drifted down in early winter as Tong Yao sat beside a girl who was about to jump.
Tong Yao admitted she was scared too, but she truly wanted to save this life.
“Um... would you consider not jumping? How about we go get a coffee?”
“Okay.”
As she stood up, she caught sight of a pair of amber eyes.
“Huh!?”
The railing beneath her had snapped. As she fell, Tong Yao heard the wind rush past her eardrums. When she opened her eyes again, her fingertips had become soft, fluffy pink paw pads, and warm breath brushed her nose.
A breathtakingly beautiful young man crouched down and gently stroked the fur on her head. “From now on, you are my messenger.”
Gentle winter sunlight spilled over the tips of the girl’s hair, now adorned with cat ears. She nimbly leaped onto the windowsill and gazed at the snow resting on the god’s head.
So gods really could be this gentle, this handsome...
