[The down-and-out young master's attack x the evil experience]
*The third person of the text
I picked up a stray cat. Although it was dirty all over, its eyes were so beautiful that I couldn't help but take it home.
Maybe she thought I had bad intentions. The kitten was very resistant to me at first, refusing to touch me and ignoring my overtures.
But I felt very happy just looking at him, so I still provided him with free food and shelter.
Slowly, the kitten began to interact with me. He would look at me quietly, wait for me to look back, and then quickly lower his head.
Sometimes I am busy with work and don't go home for several days. One day I go back in the middle of the night and find him sleeping on the sofa, a small ball...
Later I discovered that the stray cat I thought actually had a home, and he did not actually belong to me.
I told him to get out.
I was sad, but I didn't pay much attention to it, because there were many stray cats in the world, and it wasn't just that one.
But it really has to be that one. The other cats are also very good, but I don't want it.
I went to the place where I found him and to the original owner's home, but he was no longer there.
I can't find him.
Purpose: Love life
