The residential complex was mostly planted with Small Ye Rong trees, which were still lush in the winter, though the leaves of the fruit trees had long since fallen completely. Zhou Li spotted a newly emerged flower bud on the branch of a peach tree.
Everything in sight was very familiar.
This even included the stray cats scurrying around on the ground; Zhou Li remembered what many of them looked like.
Zhu Shuang had even given them names.
But Zhu Shuang wasn't the only one who had named them; by his count, each cat probably had at least seven or eight names.
At that moment, Zhou Li was dragging a suitcase, carrying a backpack, and also holding a purely decorative cat litter pan in his other hand. Tuanzi, very sensibly, didn't ask to be carried and trotted happily by his side, her small steps quick and light.
Huai Xu, on the other hand, bounced ahead empty-handed.
"The Great Devil King is back!"
"Where are those two little demons?"
