After playing about four or five games, Ling Ping'an stretched his waist and looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

So he got up and tried to close the door and go to bed.

Suddenly, he heard a cat meow.

Meow ...... Meow ......

Sounds strange and pathetic.

Spiritual peace is also a little unbearable.

After thinking about it, he walked to the door and opened it.

Tonight is still foggy, the fog is deep, and you can't see your fingers in the alley.

The sound of a complaining cat came from not far away.

Ling Ping'an followed the sound and saw a kitten, curled up by the trash can on the side of the street in front of the bookstore.

The small body in the fog looked dirty, the hair was messy, and there seemed to be blood stains on the body, and it was thin.

It saw the spirit of peace, the amber cat's eyes, and there was obvious vigilance, fear, and a little bit of fear.

"Poor little guy......" Ling Ping'an suddenly sympathized, and made up a kitten that had just been born, but it was in the hands of a cruel owner, and was ruthlessly abused every day, even cruelly tortured, and finally the kitten was tortured to death, so it was ruthlessly abandoned by the owner in the middle of the night.

Suddenly, the compassion in my heart began to flood.

"Little one, don't be afraid......" He squatted down and slowly approached the kitten: "Brother won't hurt your ......"

But the little one seemed to be terrified.

It curled up, stepping back.

Finally, he even lay on the ground, roaring low at Ling'an, baring his teeth and grinning.

This caused the peace of mind to flood like a river flood.

He gently reached out and took the little thing into his arms.

But the little guy's temper seems to be a little stubborn.

Even if he is held by the spirit of peace, he struggles.

"It seems that your master 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 hair all over its body seemed to become a little hard.

"Poor thing!" Ling Ping'an stroked it, and couldn't help but think that this kitten was probably abused by the previous owner, and there was some reflex in his mind.

"Little one......" He stood up, hugged the kitten, and walked back: "Follow me in the future!" ”

"Don't talk about the side, the fish are still enough!"

The Federal Empire, with the Pacific Ocean as the inner lake, from the mainland to the other side of the ocean to the Southern Zhou Kingdom, thousands of miles of blue waves are the imperial fishing grounds.

As a result, fish production is extremely high.

The price of fish in the market is also very low.

In particular, sardines and pomfret have an annual output of millions of tons, so the price is also very low, and the average chilled trash fish is only two or three yuan a catty.

Holding the nervous kitten in his arms, he returned to the store.

Place it on the counter.

Something unexpected happened to the Spiritual Peace.

The kitten jumped up from the counter, just when Ling Ping thought it would run out.

The kitten walked to the side of the glass door in front of the store.

It seems like it's found a home.

The small body curled up to the door, two small paws, clinging to the corner of the glass door, sticking out the little pink tongue and licking it.

It's like......

It's like being coquettish with your mother, and it's like selling cuteness in the arms of your master.

Ling Ping'an looked stupid.

"What world?!" He shook his head: "I might as well be a door?!" ”

However, Lord Lingping has a large number of them, and he will not bother with a broken door.

This only gave him more compassion.

"Perha......ps," he thought, "when this little fellow was abused by his old master, he fled behind a similar door and hid in the shadows......"

"Over time, I got used to it......"

"What a pathetic!"

So he walked over, picked up the little one, and said to him, "Do you like it here?" ”

"Brother will take you to take a bath first, and then come here!"

With that, no matter how the kitten struggled, he carried it upstairs, went to the bathroom, found a small basin, and put some hot water.

It's strange to say.

According to some pet knowledge that Ling Ping'an has seen, cats should be resistant to bathing.

But this kitten is quiet in the bathtub.

Only when Ling Ping'an takes the shower gel and cleans its body, will it resist.

However, its strength is too small.

Maybe it was because it was too weak, but gradually, the kitten obediently gave up all struggles and let the spirit rub it peacefully.

Soon, the bath was finished.

Ling Ping'an brought a clean towel and wrapped it in the wet kitten.

Then use a hair dryer to blow its hair clean.

Look at the kitten again, everything is different.

Under the bathroom light, there is a cute kitten with beautiful black hair.

Its eyes were as bright as amber, its small head, the size of a fist at most, a few golden whiskers growing around its mouth, and its soft fur was very pleasant to touch.

Ling Ping raised its body and looked at it.

"Yo!" He smiled: "It's still a little girl!" ”

Holding the kitten, he came to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, took out a chilled sardine that he bought a few days ago from the freezer, and then found a small saucer and put the sardines on the plate.

"Let's eat!" Ling Ping'an hugged the kitten, put it in front of the plate, and encouraged it: "Good ......"

It's a pity that the kitten didn't even look at the sardines on the plate, but instead retreated again and again.

This made Ling Ping'an couldn't help but scratch his head.

He remembered the kitten's move next to the glass door when he was downstairs.

So he took it to the bedroom door, put it behind the door, and brought the dish to it.

However, the kitten is still very scared.

Ling Ping'an shook his head, and there was no choice but to carry the kitten downstairs, walk to the door of the store, and put it down.

Sure enough, as soon as the kitten landed, it quickly ran to the side of the glass door and lay down carefully.

At this time, Ling Ping'an put the small plate containing the sardines in front of it.

It finally looked at the sardine on the plate suspiciously, and then cautiously stuck out its tongue and probed it for a moment, as if to make sure that the fish could be eaten.

Then he nervously pulled the plate in front of him, turned his back, put his little head into the plate, and ate the chilled sardine little by little carefully and cautiously.

Ling Ping'an couldn't help but laugh as he watched the little guy's actions.

"This little guy seems to really like this door!" He didn't bother with it, but went to the door and pulled the shutter down.

Then go back to the counter and turn off the computer.

"Little guy......" Ling Ping'an took his mobile phone, walked to the door, and looked at the kitten snuggled tightly next to the glass door: "It seems that you are planning to sleep here......"

After thinking about it, Ling Ping'an returned to the counter, took out a towel from the cabinet behind the counter, and then came to the kitten and put the towel under it.

"Good night!" Ling Ping'an said.

He turned off the lights in the shop and went upstairs.

Pedal Pedal ......

The wooden staircase, still creaking, was enough to make people frightened in the silence of the night.

In the dark, the kitten raised its head.

It looks ahead.

The amber pupils reflect a silent and eerie space like an abyss.

An asphalt-like liquid that slowly squirms around the edges.

A pair of strange pupils, opening and closing one after another.

It clings to the edge of the glass door.

What the cat's eyes saw was an eye that was constantly turning its direction, always staring firmly, to be precise, guarding the abyss.

The kitten looked at the eyeballs and felt very comfortable.

It yawned, then slowly lowered its head, lay on the fluffy towel, and rolled happily.

It feels safe and comfortable like never before.