Song Yuanlin and the police obtained the address and went to the apartment where I used to live.

　　Because I didn't plan to stay for long when I moved in, the room was very simple.

　　The most valuable item was the phone that the police had given him.

　　Song Yuanlin walked to the bedside and plugged in the phone to charge.

　　As soon as it turned on, a call came in.

　　"Is this Miss Lu?" Song Yuanlin paused for a moment before speaking lightly, "Just talk to me." The other party hesitated a bit but seemed to be in a hurry.

　　"It's like this, Ah Qiu contracted feline plague, and Miss Lu left it at our hospital for treatment.

　　But it's been a month, and Ah Qiu has recovered, but Miss Lu hasn't come to pick it up.

　　Can you contact her?" Ah Qiu was the cat I picked up from outside.

　　At first, Song Yuanlin didn't agree with me keeping it.

　　When I secretly brought the cat back, he was in the study looking at documents.

　　I specially heated up milk to "bribe" him, but he didn't even raise his head and said, "Lu Yang, this house can only have one beast.

　　Either you or it." I could only secretly feed Ah Qiu with water and food every day.

　　Fortunately, Jiqing had a bad temper and came to pick a fight after finding out about my existence.

　　During the scuffle, I fell down the stairs.

　　Blood trickled down my leg and stained the pristine white dress.

　　That was the first child of mine and Song Yuanlin.

　　When he woke up, he didn't say anything.

　　The next day, Aqiu appeared at home.

　　I knew that this was a rare apology from General Song.

　　In the four years of our love-hate relationship, the only one by my side was Aqiu.

　　Song Yuanlin occasionally played with it.

　　However, as soon as he saw me present, his face changed faster than a cat.

　　"Lu Yang, take your little beast and get out." Thinking about this, I felt a little uncomfortable.

　　My Aqiu.

　　If I die, who will take care of you? But the problem was quickly resolved.

　　Song Yuanlin made a phone call and had Secretary Yuan bring Aqiu back home.

　　Ji Qing knew that Aqiu was my cat.

　　She never liked me much to begin with, and when she reached out to grab the cat, she got bitten, so she cried and made people send Aqiu away.

　　However, this time, Song Yuanlin surprisingly didn't coax her.

　　He coldly looked at Ji Qing for a few seconds, then went to the bedroom to pack a few pieces of clothing.

　　"I'll take the cat with me.

　　You can stay here if you want, and leave if you don't." Ji Qing had never seen him like this, so cold and distant, like a block of ice.

　　For a moment, everyone was dumbfounded, standing in place afraid to speak.

　　Like that, Song Yuanlin took the cat back to my house.

　　He contacted the landlord, paid six months' rent, showing intentions to live here long-term.

　　I really couldn't understand him.

　　But now that things have come to this, I don't want to understand anymore.

　　I turned to look at Aqiu.

　　It crawled out tremblingly from the cat carrier, extended its front paws to test the ground, then suddenly darted behind the curtains.

　　After tossing around for a while, it was probably hungry.

　　But Song Yuanlin didn't even know how to feed it.

　　I had no choice but to float to the edge of the table and use all my strength to push the box containing cat food closer to the edge.

　　"Clang." Song Yuanlin turned his head, furrowed his brows, and reluctantly walked over to add some food to the cat bowl.

　　Perhaps because it had been a stray for so long, Aqiu remained cautious.

　　It only approached the food bowl after people walked away.

　　Song Yuanlin returned to the bed, closed his eyes to rest, furrowing his brows, who knows what he was thinking.

　　I didn't have time to pay attention to him.

　　Because I discovered that Aqiu seemed to be able to see me.

　　It curiously looked at me for a while, extended its paw to play around in the air, and then showed its belly for me to pet.

　　It never acted cute in front of Song Yuanlin.

　　So good.

　　My Aqiu, only good to me.

　　I couldn't help but squat down and stroke its fluffy little head.

　　But when my hand passed over its head, it turned into an illusion.

　　I helplessly smiled and pretended to touch its little paw.

　　"Sorry, Mom can't touch you." But Aqiu was just a cat after all.

　　It didn't understand the meaning of death.

　　It didn't understand why a person living in the world couldn't hold on longer than a cat.

　　It was just curious why I hadn't come to pick it up for so long.

　　After the curiosity, it still rubbed against me like before.

　　Until the sound of glass breaking came.

　　I looked up and saw Song Yuanlin looking at me in disbelief.

　　Various emotions mixed in his black pupils.

　　There was surprise.

　　There was grief.

　　It finally turned into a soft "Is it you?", drifting in the dim yellow light.