Wen Xuan spent almost all his savings helping stray cats.
He had no family or friends. The cats were his only family.
Then he was attacked by cat abusers and left gravely wounded, stabbed several times.
At the very last moment before losing consciousness, he was still thinking... What would happen to the more than one hundred cats at his shelter?
He hoped the kind girl who regularly brought him food could find them good homes.
When Wen Xuan woke again, he was lying in a high-tech hospital bed.
He climbed down, using the bed for support.
Some crookedly written sticky notes were still attached to it:
"Xiaomi hopes its owner wakes up soon."
"Big Orange won't beg for canned food anymore. Owner, don't be mad."
"Sangbiao misses you... Sangbiao became an officer and won't bully other kittens anymore. He'll only beat up bad guys!"
"Zhaocai made lots of money for you!"
Before he could even figure out what had happened, tears soaked his hospital gown. Wen Xuan kept reading and found a gold-embossed sticker written in a haughty tone:
"I don't like my human at all.
"If he weren't about to die, he would have sent the cat to that terrifying white hell to get neutered.
"When he wakes up, the cat definitely won't let him touch its belly anymore."
Wen Xuan remembered.
That day, he really had planned to take the clingiest little leopard cat, Wen Xiu, whom he'd raised by hand since it was a tiny kitten, to be neutered.
He lifted his head, and his gaze landed on the news playing on the LCD television in the hospital room.
The news was about the empire's current supreme leader, its young council chairman. He had beautiful, smooth black-and-gold hair, and above his high nose sat a pair of deep, bright eyes.
Like cat's-eye gemstones.
There was no mistake.
Even through the cold screen.
He could never, ever mistake those eyes. He had once found them in the mud on a concrete floor, and back then, they had blinked at him as they meowed.
That was his Wen Xiu.
[Afterward]
When he pulled back the covers, his Wen Xiu had grown so big. He was lying beside the hospital bed, both paws resting on an old, yellowed photo album. His beautiful eyes stared intently at Wen Xuan, and his tongue kept curling.
"Meeeow, "
When Wen Xiu noticed him looking, he let out a long, proud meow.
Watching Wen Xiu's lower half rub against the covers he'd just pulled over himself, and seeing his barbed #% swollen and aching, Wen Xuan thought he really should have had Wen Xiu neutered earlier.
Poor kitty. It must be so hard to hold back.
He reached out to soothe Wen Xiu with a stroke on the head, then patted his butt.
Wen Xiu: …
Theme: Do good deeds, and don't worry about what lies ahead
