"Why can't I ever find a cat on my way out?" Xiaocha sighed, looking at the handsome and aloof little kitten nestled in Baiyi's arms.
"It's not like I want to find one. You have no idea what it was like when I first picked it up..."
Baiyi recalled the Little Gray Cat covered in blood and barely alive. Just as he was about to complain about the shock it gave him, he sensed the Little Gray Cat's unfriendly gaze and immediately clammed up, letting out an awkward laugh instead.
"Picking up a cat is like finding a partner. It's all about fate, you can't force it."
Xiaocha: "..."
Liyan: "..."
"Didn't you say you didn't want to keep it? I was thinking of asking you for it if you didn't. Why are you keeping it now?" Xiaocha had been enchanted by Xiaoguai, whom she hadn't seen in ages, and dreamed of having such a cute kitten herself. She even went to the pet store this morning while buying groceries, but found none as adorable as Xiaoguai or Baiyi's little one.
