On a rainy night, I found a white cat covered in wounds.
I tended to its injuries and gave it food and shelter. In return, it spent its whole life protecting me.
Then one day, in the bathroom, the cat disappeared, replaced by a handsome cat-eared man with pure, gentle eyes.
From then on, he gently lit up my world.
He learned to use chopsticks for me, got jealous when others pursued me, and every night wrapped his fluffy tail around my wrist to reassure me.
I once made a wish beneath the shooting stars, and he was the gentlest answer fate could give me.
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