It once served as an orange cat waiting to die at the entrance of the Cold Palace, spending seven years waiting for a person who could never come back.
When it opened its eyes again, it became Gu Yan, the son of the Taifu - the son of an old minister who was the most troublesome to the emperor at that time, a seventeen-year-old boy who was supposed to be on the opposite side of the emperor. And the person he had been waiting for all his life was now sitting on the throne with a stern look on his face. He no longer remembered that there was a cat in the cold palace.
He wanted to get closer to him, but he could only stand three steps away as a companion. I wanted to call him "Brother Zhao", but I could only swallow it back and pretend to be meeting him for the first time.
But the cat's habits cannot be hidden - chasing butterflies, catching mice, lying on the windowsill, and secretly hiding the emperor's jade pendant. Every casual moment reveals a secret that spans life and death.
Until that day, he held his hand and pressed it gently on his palm.
After seven years of waiting, we will meet again. It turned out that he was not the only one waiting, the man had never let go of the cat.
This is a story about waiting, reunion and redemption - I was your cat in the past, and I will be your only one for the rest of my life.
