Feeding a Forgotten Cat

Demining 1. Yu Jingheng designed a prototype Siamese cat with cat ears and tail, and inherited the mother's genitals 2. The personality is Ming Sao Agong x Melancholic Shou Ha 3. First person description 4. Because Yu Jingheng's family is poor, he suffers from eight or nine diseases and will die randomly. 5. It's not attack and control! Not attack and control! Not attack and control! 6. No prototype! No prototype! No prototype! Will make a guest appearance in "Chasing the Light" next door I wish the babies a happy reading, it's just a short story, almost forty chapters (^O^)/ "The so-called love is just "feeding a forgotten cat". You can never know whether it needs your palm more or your palm needs its warmth more." --Pei Jiming Pei Jiming, a young man who was raised by his parents and had never seen the dark side of the world, fell into the abyss on a warm afternoon. The traffickers' sacks, the bumpy truck, darkness and fear swallowed him up. Just when he was desperate, a figure appeared in the dilapidated alley - a boy who was thinner than him, with messy hair, and a pair of dirty but extremely alert Siamese cat ears that were completely inconsistent with his situation. The street fight ended quickly. The cat-eared boy was like a crazy little leopard, using his nails, teeth and desperate posture to fight off the trafficker who was much taller than himself. He walked up to Pei Jiming, who was huddled in the corner and trembling with fear. Against the light, his expression could not be seen clearly. He only stretched out his bone-thin hand and said briefly: "Let's go." He took him back home - a small, damp and bare-walled hut that could hardly be called "home". The air is filled with the smell of cheap disinfectant and lingering medicine. The little boy rummaged for a long time before he found half a bottle of frozen milk and an already dry dough ball carefully wrapped in a clean handkerchief. He silently stuffed it into Pei Jiming's hand, and turned his face away, but his Adam's apple rolled unconsciously. "Eat." He still used stingy words. That was the most unforgettable thing Pei Jiming had ever eaten in his life. The ice milk made his teeth hurt, and the dry and hard dough made him feel uncomfortable, but the most precious sharing he got in desperate circumstances from another child who was also trapped in the mud was imprinted in his soul with an almost scorching temperature. The next day, the cat-eared boy silently led him through the complicated streets and dropped him to a place where he could see the police station. He pushed him and motioned for him to come over, while he turned around and disappeared into the shadows. "Wait!" Little Pei Jiming turned around suddenly and shouted eagerly, "What's your name? How can I find you in the future?" The boy stopped and turned around. For the first time, the sun shone clearly on his face, his too-white skin, delicate facial features, and those beautiful but empty eyes like glass beads. He looked at Pei Jiming, his cat ears moved almost imperceptibly, he seemed to think for a moment, and finally shook his head. "Forgot." He said, "Let's go." That was the last thing Pei Jiming heard him say. He was hugged tightly by his parents who rushed up. When he looked back, the guardian with cat ears who appeared and disappeared like a wild cat was gone. He took away all Pei Jiming's fears, leaving behind a warm and bitter puzzle made of ice milk and Fu Tuan. After ten years of searching, they reunited in high school. Pei Jiming recognized the cold and lonely school bully Yu Jingheng at a glance. But he seemed to have long forgotten that past event related to redemption, as well as most of the warm colors in his life, completely forgotten in the fog of memory. But it doesn't matter. Pei Jiming thought. This time, it's me who will find you and protect you. Until you remember, or until you are willing to accept it again, I have prepared for you a lifetime of ice milk and blessing balls. Intention:1