[Redemption? Paranoia? Contrast? Sweet pet]
The never-extinguishing "little sun" is golden and full of vitality in front of people. Only Shen Yang could see through the tiredness that faded away from her halo when she was feeding the cat late at night, and the softness she didn't know she felt when her fingertips touched the cat's nose.
His attempt to hand over the coffee was perfectly blocked by her instant sweet smile.
When the anonymous courier exposed her morbid spying and possession, she pressed her cold fingertips against his Adam's apple and said sweetly: "Is it too late to regret it now...?"
Shen Yang held her back, put the clinic key into her palm and said, "Lock the door. The cat is used to the unpretentious smell when you feed it, so it can't be frightened."
The next day, she stood on the stage with his tie wrapped around her, and sang a cappella, triggering hot searches: ## "Lock your eyes——"
Purpose: sweet pet, redemption