As a good-looking little orange cat, I am used to the doting attention of humans focusing on me. Until one day, I met a young man.
I meowed arrogantly at the boy, but the boy didn't respond. He showed his earphones covered by broken hair in a daze.
I pretended to pass by the boy inadvertently. The boy noticed the green light and strode across the street without seeing me.
I was lying on the ground acting cute, and he picked me up and handed me into other people's hands.
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Me: "Meow meow meow, meow meow. (Is there any mistake? How can you turn a blind eye to such a cute me)"
Young man: "I'm really sorry, I'm used to ignoring my surroundings."
Me: "..."
A grumpy little orange cat meets an unworldly and melancholic boy.
A different story of the growth of a cute pet. (The ending is be, if you don't like Baozi, remember to avoid it)
Purpose: Cherish life and stay away from car accidents
