The husband and wife who were driving the car searched for a whole day, and it was not until it was so dark that they could not see five meters away, and the wind and snow pierced the thick cotton clothes. The man hugged his sad wife and walked home in the snowstorm. He could only pray that the child who had been rescued in the snow would be safe, and his heart was not good.

Of course, the couple couldn't find Shiro, and Shiro had almost run to the other end of the village. Strangely enough, he wasn't very cold, and after a cold, he had some ability to fight the cold. Of course, Bai wouldn't know that this was the effect of the gradual awakening of the blood inheritance of the Shui Wuyue clan. But he was already feeling hungry, his stomach was rumbling with hunger, and he couldn't find anything to eat.

Shiro didn't want another happy family to be shattered, and that night he had already seen the ruthlessness of the ninjas. So he ran away, and Bai was thinking that he was a ** annoyance.

He was nesting under an eaves, a dilapidated old uninhabited house, which Bai had found by mistake, along with a long-time regular, a stray cat with gray coats. The cat curls up and struggles to squeeze into an airtight corner, using its fur to fight the wind cold.

The house was dilapidated enough, it could only barely keep out the wind and snow, and let the deep cold wind blow in the crevices that didn't count.

Bai didn't feel much cold, he felt more afraid, when the wind blew into the house, it would make a whining sound, like a group of ghosts crying.

Bai began to think about his mother and father again, and he couldn't help but think. He buried his head in his arm again and wept.

The gray cat was very dissatisfied with the cry, he had been pierced by the cold wind, and now he had to endure the cry, he was really fed up. So it stood up, wagged its tail, and bit at the white leg viciously, trying to drive the pesky creature out of its territory.

"Are you comforting me, kitten. Shiro felt his trouser legs being pulled, and he poked his head out to look at the cat. Shiro gradually stopped crying. The cat got tired after a while, and when he realized that it was useless, he wagged his tail listlessly and went home. It lay back in its corner, curled up, and the cat shivered as another cold wind blew.

The cat sensed that someone had taken advantage of his unpreparedness to grab his whole cat, and the cat waved its claws vigorously to show the child who had invaded his territory that the cat was not to be messed with. However, the sharp cat's claws were blocked by thick clothes, and they couldn't cause any damage.

Bai's arms were folded, and the cat struggled to be covered in Bai's arms. The body was gradually surrounded by a warmth, and the cat finally stopped struggling, he adjusted to a comfortable position in his arms, let out a lazy cat meow, and closed his eyes as if he was resigned to his fate.

Shiro hugged the cat, finally feeling less frightened, he moved to the corner of the wall where the cat had been, and looked down at the ground under his feet. In a few moments, he fell into a deep sleep.

The cat licked the fish and enjoyed its breakfast, a fish still steaming, as if it had just accidentally fallen off the table. Shiro swallowed his saliva, he was very hungry, two days before Shiro's mother had never let him feel this way, he felt so hungry for the first time.

The cat knew that the child must be looking straight at him, and at the thought of it, the cat lost interest, and he was already half-full, so he twisted and wagked his tail and went to a place to lie down, resting his head on his paws.

Mom said that she couldn't eat anything on the ground, but she was so hungry.

Staring at the half-eaten fish on the ground, which was gradually getting cold, Bai finally couldn't hold back, he reached out and pinched a piece of fish meat on the fish. The cat suddenly meowed, and the white hand shrank back as if it were electrocuted.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's your food. Bai Chang's face turned red.

The cat tilted its head boredly and narrowed its eyes.

Seeing that the cat seemed to be asleep, Shiro couldn't help but reach out to the fish. Because I'm hungry, a little, a little bit is fine. Bai pinched it from the fish's body, quickly stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed it carefully for a while and was reluctant to swallow it. He looked at the fish with blank eyes, he felt even hungrier after taking a bite of the fish, and finally he reached out again.

The cat shook its ears and woke up from its sleep, hunched over and opened its mouth wide, and it let out a big snort, and a puff of white gas spread out in the air. Closing his mouth and licking his lips, the cat looked contented. The cat glanced at the fish with only the bones left, wagged its tail, and slowly went out the door.

After walking a few steps, the cat turned around and saw Shiro carefully following it, and the cat glanced timidly at the child who was looking at it timidly behind him, and took another step.

The cat's destination is a restaurant not far from here, the hotel kitchen is steaming, people are coming and going in front of the hotel, and from time to time there are smiling and satisfied customers talking and walking out of the hotel.

The cat stopped at a corner, and Shiro was in the corner with the cat, and he was leaning against the cold wall, leaning over and peeking around the corner, where there was a green garbage can.

After a while, the handyman of the restaurant came out with a bucket of garbage, he emptied the garbage into the garbage can, shook his body, and walked quickly back to the warm kitchen.

The cat wagged its tail and walked to the side of the dumpster, it leaned down, exerted its legs, and hung on the wall with a jump, and after a few more steps, it jumped to the edge of the dumpster. He was very adept, but at that moment the cat's feet slipped, and it fell into the trash can with a scream.

The cat didn't see that at the edge of the dumpster, the soup had formed a thin layer of ice at the temperature.

The cat struggled to get out, but its paws couldn't grasp the smooth walls of the barrel. It hung its head helplessly, rummaging through the bins for food, and it seemed that it could only get out when the garbage was a little fuller. The cat only hopes that the handyman will be in a better mood today so that he will not be beaten by the broom.

Just when the cat was desperate, it saw a small hand stretched out in front of it, and a pair of pure eyes were looking at it, it was the child. The cat immediately jumped and grabbed the cotton cloth on his arm, and the whole person hung on his arm, and Bai stretched out his hand, so the cat was free.

As soon as he got out of the dumpster, the cat let go of its paws, jumped to the ground and spun in circles excitedly. Bai looked at the clothes that his mother bought for him distressedly, and the cat's claws had been torn on his arm, revealing the cotton wool inside. With his head down, Shiro scoured the bins for food, and he realized in his darkness that he might have to live like this for a long time. It's a pity that there is nothing in the dustbin that Bai wants, so Bai jumped off the dilapidated little bench that he moved and moved the small bench back to its original place.

Then he looked at his right hand, where a not-so-thin wooden thorn was deeply pierced into the flesh, and Bai pulled out the wooden thorn, and a trace of blood flowed out of Bai's hand, but such scars will become more and more in the rest of his life, so there is no need to care.

Shiro retreated into the corner and squatted quietly, and the cat also walked up to him after two turns, rubbing his clothes and squatting, they were waiting for their food.

After about two hours, the door opened again, and the young handyman struggled to empty the full garbage into the bin. Bai immediately ran to the bench, picked up the old bench, stepped on it, and rummaged through it.

Shirokawa finally got what she wanted this time.

Three or two steamed buns stained with unknown soup, a spicy fish that has only been touched a little, and a big piece of roast meat and a few ribs. Even better, it's still steaming.

Shiro found a bag that originally contained the vegetables he had picked, put the food in it, and disappeared into the vast snowstorm with the cat.