The drizzle was drizzling, forming patches of rain curtains.
There were puddles all over the place. Song Zhouyi's eyes fell on one of the puddles, and his dirty and furry head poked out.
The young man stopped and tilted his umbrella. Raindrops fell along the edge of the umbrella and fell on the top of the head.
A weak meow came from the mud pit, and the young man held the umbrella above it and squatted down.
"Poor little one, he can still fall into a pit."
Cold white and boney fingers lifted the dirty hair ball out of the mud puddle, ignoring its mud-covered body, and hugged it into his arms.
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"Hey, are you relying on me?"
Song Zhouyi poked the clean kitten on the head. The kitten finally got up and fell back onto the soft medical bed with a snap, meowing in protest.
"I'll take you home and see how pitiful you scream."
It happened that he had the idea of keeping a pet. This lion cat looked good and fit his appetite.
Without saying a word, he took the bandaged kitten home.
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Song Zhouyi had never thought that his cat could turn into a human being. Faced with the sudden appearance of long white hair, the man with a beautiful face was rarely speechless.
The man rubbed his face, "Meow?"
Song Zhouyi pushed him back on the bed and covered his naked white jade body.
"Don't make trouble if you have a fever."
He really needs to go find a Taoist priest to see if there is something wrong with the feng shui of this house.
Purpose: Always love kittens.
