My name is Lin Wan, a transparent person who is ostracized in the company and lonely and insomniac at home. Even feeding a stray orange cat is my only comfort.
Until that rainy night, I saw the soul of the orange cat squatting next to the corpse, begging me in a low voice to give it a piece of ham.
Since then, I can see the souls of all the little animals that have just passed away - the snow-white hamster, which just wants to be patted on the head by its owner again; the stray dog Afu, who is still looking for his owner to say "I don't blame you" after being abandoned; the little sparrow trying its best to fly back to its nest to feed its baby.
They don't speak complicated words, only the purest obsession and regret.
I quit my depressing job, squatted in the community to find hamster owners, held the bodies of stray dogs and asked around, and created an exclusive farewell corner for the little ones who passed away.
It turns out that what I thought was the salvation of loneliness was never that I helped them - it was these furry little guys who used their last gentleness to pull me out of the darkness.
[Tear-Jerking Healing | Two-way Redemption | A must-read for animal lovers] Every little animal deserves a gentle farewell❤️
