I became the cannon fodder of the same name in the book, just because I made things difficult for the young villain, and was eventually defeated by him.
At the beginning, I bumped into the little villain who was covered in injuries. I immediately handed him hot milk and started the feeding mode.
Who knew that when I grew up, the crazy critic would block me in a corner with my eyes turning red:
"Sister, you can only be mine."
The whole process was sweet and non-abusive, and the original owner was slapped in the face, so happy that he flew away!
