After playing about four or five games, Ling Ping'an stretched and looked at the time. It was almost twelve o'clock.
He stood up and planned to close the door and sleep.
Suddenly, he heard a cat's meow.
Meow... Meow...
It sounded quite pitiful.
Ling Ping'an also couldn't bear to do it.
After thinking for a while, he walked to the door and opened it.
Tonight was still foggy. The fog was so deep that one couldn't even see their fingers in the alley.
The resentful meow of a cat came from not far away.
Ling Ping'an followed the sound and saw a kitten curled up next to the trash can on the street in front of the bookstore.
Its small body in the fog looked dirty, its hair was messy, and there seemed to be blood stains on its body. It was extremely thin and weak.
When it saw Ling Ping'an, its amber cat eyes were obviously vigilant, fearful, and a little afraid.
"Poor little guy..." Ling Ping'an's sympathy immediately flared up. He imagined a kitten that had just been born but fell into the hands of a cruel owner. It was mercilessly abused every day, even cruelly tortured. Finally, the kitten was tortured to the point of dying, so it was mercilessly abandoned by its owner in the middle of the night.
Immediately, the sympathy in his heart began to overflow.
"Little guy, don't be afraid..." he squatted down and slowly approached the kitten, "Brother won't hurt you..."
However, the little guy seemed to be extremely afraid.
It curled up and retreated step by step.
In the end, it even lay on the ground and growled at Ling Ping'an, baring its teeth.
This made Ling Ping'an's sympathy flood like a river.
He gently reached out and hugged the little thing in his arms.
However, the little guy's temper seemed to be a little stubborn.
Even if it was hugged by Ling Ping'an, it still struggled with all its might.
"It seems that your owner used to treat you very badly!" Ling Ping'an sighed and gently reached out to stroke the kitten's body.
This made the kitten's body tremble, and the fur all over its body seemed to have become a little stiff.
"How pitiful!" Ling Ping'an stroked it. In his mind, he couldn't help but imagine that this kitten had probably been abused by its previous owner to the point that it had some conditioned reflexes.
"Little guy..." he stood up, hugged the kitten, and walked back, "Follow me from now on!"
"Let's not talk about anything else, but I still have enough fish!"
The Federal Empire used the Pacific Ocean as an inner lake. From the mainland to the other side of the ocean to the Nanzhou Kingdom, thousands of miles of blue waves were all imperial fisheries.
Therefore, the fish production was extremely high.
The price of fish in the market was also very low.
Especially sardines and pomfret, the annual production was millions of tons, so the price was very low. Generally, the chilled mixed fish was only two or three dollars a catty.
Hugging the nervous kitten in his arms, he returned to the shop.
Put it on the counter.
Something unexpected happened.
The kitten jumped up from the counter, just when Ling Ping'an thought it would run out.
The kitten walked to the side of the glass door at the entrance of the shop.
It seemed to have found a home.
Her small body curled up beside the door. Her two small claws tightly clung to the corner of the glass door. She stuck out her pink tongue and licked it.
Just like …
It was like acting coquettishly to her mother or acting cute in her master's arms.
Ling Ping'an was dumbfounded.
"What kind of world is this?" He shook his head. "I'm not even as good as a door?"
However, Lord Ling Ping'an was magnanimous and would not argue with a broken door.
This made him feel even more pity for her.
"Perhaps …" he thought, "When this little guy was abused by its old master in the past, it always escaped behind a similar door and hid in the shadows …"
"Over time, it got used to it …"
"How pitiful!"
Therefore, he walked over, picked up the little guy, and said to it, "Do you like it here?"
"Brother will take you to take a bath first before coming here!"
As he said that, he carried the kitten upstairs regardless of how it struggled. He went to the bathroom, found a small basin, and put some hot water in it.
It was strange.
According to some pet knowledge that Ling Ping'an had read, cats should be resistant to bathing.
But this kitten was very quiet in the bathtub.
Only when Ling Ping'an took the shower gel and washed its body would it resist.
However, its strength was too little.
Perhaps it was because it was too weak. Gradually, the kitten obediently gave up all struggling and allowed Ling Ping'an to rub it.
Very soon, the bath was over.
Ling Ping'an took a clean towel and wrapped it around the wet kitten.
Then, he used a hair dryer to blow its fur clean.
Looking at the kitten again, everything was different.
Under the light of the bathroom, there was a cute kitten with beautiful black fur all over its body.
Its eyes were as bright as amber, and its small head was at most the size of a fist. A few golden whiskers grew at the side of its mouth. Its soft fur was extremely comfortable to touch.
Ling Ping'an lifted its body and looked at it.
"Yo!" He smiled, "She's still a little girl!"
He carried the kitten to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, and took out a chilled sardine that he bought a few days ago from the freezer. Then, he found a small plate and placed the sardine on the plate.
"Eat!" Ling Ping'an carried the kitten and placed it in front of the plate, encouraging it, "Be good..."
Unfortunately, the kitten didn't even look at the sardine on the plate. Instead, it kept retreating.
This made Ling Ping'an couldn't help but scratch his head.
He remembered the kitten's actions when it was downstairs, sticking close to the glass door.
He carried it to the bedroom door, put it behind the door, and then brought the plate to it.
However, the kitten was still very afraid.
Ling Ping'an shook his head. There was nothing he could do. He could only carry the kitten downstairs, walk to the door of the shop, and put it down.
As expected, as soon as the kitten landed, it quickly ran to the side of the glass door and carefully lay down.
At this time, Ling Ping'an placed the small plate with the sardine in front of it.
It finally looked suspiciously at the sardine in the plate. Then, it carefully stuck out its tongue and tested it, as if it was confirming if the fish could be eaten.
Then, it nervously pulled the plate in front of itself, turned its back, and put its small head into the plate. It carefully and cautiously ate the chilled sardine bit by bit.
Ling Ping'an looked at the little guy's actions and couldn't help but laugh.
"This little guy seems to really like to stay by this door!" He ignored it and walked to the door, pulling down the shutter.
Then, he returned to the counter and turned off the computer.
"Little guy..." Ling Ping'an took his phone and walked to the door. He looked at the kitten that was snuggling tightly next to the glass door, "It seems that you plan to sleep here..."
After thinking for a while, Ling Ping'an returned to the counter and took out a towel from the cupboard behind the counter. Then, he came to the kitten's side and placed the towel under it.
"Good night!" Ling Ping'an said.
Then, he turned off the lights in the shop and walked upstairs.
Tap, tap, tap...
The wooden stairs were still creaking. In the quiet and empty night, this sound was enough to make people afraid.
In the darkness, the kitten raised its head.
It looked ahead.
His amber pupils reflected a quiet and strange space that was as deep as an abyss.
The asphalt-like liquid was slowly wriggling at the edge.
Pairs of strange pupils opened and closed one after another.
It clung tightly to the edge of the glass door.
What the kitten saw was an eyeball that was constantly turning, staring at it. To be precise, it was guarding the abyss.
The kitten looked at the eyeball and felt very comfortable.
It yawned and slowly lowered its head. It lay on the furry towel and rolled around happily.
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