Bran, who is immersed in his own world, has only tortoiseshell-colored fur in his eyes. He repeated in a more eager voice, "Give it to me!"

At the duke's motion, the knight gently placed the lynx beside him. Bran was disappointed at this point, and when the knight lifted the bobcat from his horse, he was already disappointed, and this disappointment mixed with the obsession of the past finally manifested itself as loss. The bobcat's body was so huge that it couldn't be combined with the house cat in his memory, and only one voice kept whispering in his heart, "Isn't it......"

This feeling of loss is contagious, and everyone can perceive the child's disappointment. The Duchess hugged Bran tightly in her heart. At this point, the bobcat's nose was slightly agitated, and it pulled Bran back to reality again. Bran broke free of his mother's embrace, slowly squatted down, and gently placed one hand on the bobcat's belly, as if to feel something. It's not an illusion, it's alive......

"Water!" called Bran.

"Get water!" ordered the Duke.

A basin of water was placed beside Bran. Bran's little hand gently stroked the bobcat's chest and abdomen, then raised his head and said, "It's going to be a mother......

At this time, the bobcat's breathing became more and more obvious, and the duke and the knight also squatted beside Bran, as if they were concerned about the life and death of the bobcat, but in fact, they were preventing the bobcat from breaking out and hurting people. The Duke patted Bran lightly on the shoulder and said, "It will survive." ”

"No," Bran said, not looking up, "its body is getting lighter." ”

The Duke and the Knight looked at each other in surprise.

The lynx slowly opened its eyes, without struggling, without hurting anyone, perhaps because it had no strength to do it. Bran dipped his hand in some water and gently brought it to its mouth. He could feel the soft tongue of the bobcat, and the tucked barbs scraping against the palms of his hands, and the rough friction was so familiar. But the more familiar it became, the more irrepressibly clear Bran was to another thought in his mind, which was real, and the world was real.

The amber eyes finally brought Bran back to his senses, and Bran had seen this kind of look before, and it was the last time that life bloomed.

In the evening, the hawksbill coat died and gave birth to three kittens, two of which were stillborn. Bran took the remaining cub and returned to his bedroom. At the dinner table that night, Bran made a clear and unequivocal statement: "I want milk." ”

A child who has been silent for many years, every word will be supported by his parents as much as possible, so the milk is thoughtfully bottled and placed by Bran's side.

No one thought that the cub would survive, but by this time the bobcat, which could only make Bran speak, had become the focus of the Duke's attention. The cub had to survive, or at least pretend to survive. Sneaking into Bran's bedroom every day to observe the cub's state became a daily routine for the Duke and Duchess. A year later, the extra cats scurrying around in the castle proved how well prepared the Duchess had been......

It wasn't until 4 weeks later that Bran appeared in the restaurant with a stumbling kitten. To the Duchess's relief, the cub had survived tenaciously, and while it had frustrated all of the Duke's preparations, it was at least a pleasant thing.

With everyone watching, Bran dragged a chair with difficulty, placed it next to him, and carried the kitten to the chair. The duke, who was about to speak several times, was stopped by the lady with a stern look.

"You need to give the cat a name. The Duchess smiled and said, "Let's think, what should we call it?"

At the dinner table, when all the children were interested, Bran's voice came: "Flowey." ”

Madame asked a little strangely, "What did you say?"

Bran replied, "It's called Flowey." ”

The third sister objected first: "It's black, you can't call it Huahua." ”

The eldest brother followed up with opposition: "You should have a mighty name." ”

The second brother expressed his support: "Yes!"

Bran repeated again, "Flowey." ”

Then silence began, and the whole world moved away from him again.

......

Eventually, with the Duchess's strong support, Flowey the Black Cat entered the restaurant and had an exclusive seat. The closing words are like this. "Then everybody agrees that it's called Flowey. Madame swept her three older children with a warning look, "Bran has a good name, right?"

Under the watchful eye of the lady, the three children expressed their support in a voice of extreme reluctance.

Then the Duchess looked at Bran and reconfirmed, "From now on it's called Flower, right?"

Bran nodded, then smiled sweetly at Madame.

At this smiling face, Madame felt that her heart was about to melt......