On a rainy night, I picked up a white cat that was covered in bruises.
I healed its wounds, gave it food and clothing, and it rewarded me with its lifelong protection.
Until one day, in the bathroom, the cat disappeared and was replaced by a handsome man with cat ears and pure eyes.
From then on, my world was lit up by tenderness.
He would learn how to use chopsticks for me, would get jealous because of other people's pursuits, and would wrap his fluffy tail around my wrist every night to give me peace of mind.
I once made a wish under the shooting star, and he was the most gentle response that fate gave me.
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