He raised a cat, planted grass, and hoped every day that they would use their brute force to grow. But when he woke up again after a year, the cat's nest, the grass pot, and the familiar smell of fish and earth in the air had all disappeared, and everything returned to damn normal.
It's too normal, and it's scary like impermanence.
He knew that in the pet shop in the city center there was the orange cat that was so fat that it seemed to be three inches tall, and he also knew that in the chain flower shop on the corner there was the pot of mimosa with a 30% discount every Monday, but he never bought them back.
There was no living creature in his house except himself.
He is the only unlucky person who pretends to be forgotten in the cracks of time and space.
The domineering and loyal dog Death Attack VS the arrogant and wealthy Queen suffers
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Determination: If you provide help in times of need, I will try my best to repay you with my true love for the rest of my life.
