At night, Anchen walked on the quiet and silent street with a bag, because she wanted to live for a while, she rented a small house nearby. Alas, since the last time it was cleaned up by the magic crystal cannon, the money on his body has also turned to ashes, and now he still asks Catherine for the action money he borrowed or something, poor.

The rental house is not dilapidated, but it is definitely not good, and there is a garbage dump right next to it, which makes the neighborhood smell of garbage. There is something to eat in the bag, although Anchen doesn't need to eat now, but it is also a good pastime to eat a little once in a while.

"Meow."

An Chen walked downstairs, but suddenly a cat meow came from the corner. Turning his head, he saw the owner of a pair of shining eyes curled up in the corner, looking at himself vigilantly. Anchen's night vision is very good, and the dark environment is like day for her. In the corner, a black cat was lying on its stomach, very thin, looking a little skinny. The black hair is also dull. This look is definitely not cute, and even looks a little ugly. Its feet were visibly twisted, and it looked like it was injured, and it should have been crushed by something.

A person and a cat looked at each other silently in the quiet night, and half-ringing, An Chen smiled bitterly and walked over gently.

The black cat shrank back, but because of his feet, he couldn't run away, and he could really watch Anchen walk towards him.

"Salad."

The paper bag was placed on the ground by Anchen, and then he squatted down and looked at the black cat's injured foot for a while.

Touching the head of the black cat, the surprising black cat did not dodge and resist.

"It's not very serious, bear with me."

As he spoke, An Chen put his hand on the thin leg, and the black runes slowly flowed, and time passed slowly.

Soon.

"Alright." Anchen let go of his hand and tapped its foot twice, the twist on it was gone.

"Meow." The black cat let out a low cry as if to thank him, and his calves flicked his feet, shrunk back, and crouched quietly in the corner.

Anchen also sat down, flipped through the paper bag beside him, and then took out a small can of sweet wine and opened the lid and put it in front of the black cat, while he opened a pineapple bag and took a bite, and said to the black cat: "Only this, make do with it." ”

The black cat stared at An Chen for a while, and then hesitated to lick it and eat it.

The night is always quiet.

An Chen looked at the black cat, and somehow, suddenly felt that he was a little similar to this little guy. A wanderer with no home, that loneliness. This was true in previous lives, and it is also true now. She had few friends, no home, not even a permanent place to live. You can only wander aimlessly around this continent, not knowing where your destination is. She thought about looking for Rui Wen, but since the last time, the contract between them has disappeared, and she can't feel Rui Wen's direction, how can she find it?

If you had one word to describe those in the dark, what would you use? Cold, ruthless, bloodthirsty? In fact, their lives can be interpreted in one word, loneliness. A kind of loneliness that is not known to others, and cannot really get along with people. They are good at deception, they are sociable, they can cover up the truth with falsehood, they can have countless identities, but it is precisely because of this that the real them can never be understood.

Thief? Killer? In the end, they will only be shadows in the darkness, and no one will notice their presence, lurking under the light and shadow, walking in the journey of only one person, and when the sun appears, it can only dissipate. And where the thorny road leads, and what is carried in the shadows, no one ever knows.

In the sleeping night, a man and a cat sat together, silent.

Anchen didn't notice that not far behind her, Catherine was standing there, her light brown pupils staring at her, the darkness of the night making it difficult to distinguish the expression on her face.

Before she met Anchen again, she had never imagined that a thief would be like this. Thinking of Anchen's embarrassed appearance when he asked himself to borrow gold in the morning, Catherine hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, a thief who stole hundreds of purple gold coins (tens of thousands of gold coins) actually asked others to borrow money for a few silver coins, how far is this. Laughing, Catherine didn't smile again, where could he spend all that money in such a little time? There is only one possibility, he gave all this money out and gave it to those who needed it.

Catherine looked at Anchen deeply, burdened with crimes, high bounties, and heroic hunts, but only for those things that had nothing to do with him, and he knew that what he did was destined not to be known······

An Chen heard the footsteps behind him, turned his head, and saw Catherine walking towards him, his expression was stunned: "Alas, how do you know that I live here?" ”

The place had just been rented today, and she didn't remember telling Catherine her address.

"Just look it up." Catherine looked at her surroundings and glanced at the garbage heap on the side: "You have a good eye, you can pick such a bad place in Phi City." ”

"If you're willing to lend me more money, I think I can improve it." Anchen Dead Pig said without fear of boiling water, and looked at Catherine as he spoke: "What are you looking for me?" ”

"Have you seen Graves?"

"I've seen it, seriously, why can't you go to the black market yourself?" Anchen tore off a small piece of his bread and placed it next to the black cat's mouth.

Catherine looked at An Chen's face, was silent for half a second, and pointed stiffly to her shoulder, with a police badge on it: "My identity is inconvenient." ”

"Oh, I'll meet with Graves tomorrow, and if things are good, we'll be robbing the Bank of Orr on the twelfth." Anchen lowered her head and continued, she didn't seem to notice Catherine's abnormality at all: "Remember to come then." ”

"Well, then, I'll go first." Catherine nodded, then turned to leave.

Catherine didn't know why, but when she deceived Anchen, she felt a sense of guilt in her heart. He was a thief, a thief, a criminal. I'm a cop, I should arrest him, I must arrest him, Catherine repeated over and over again in her mind, her eyes becoming firm again, and she walked farther and farther away.

What Catherine didn't know was that after she left, An Chen sighed and said to herself: "It's not going to deceive people, can't I really see it?" Forget it, I owe her a favor, just let her cheat once, nay, right. As he spoke, Anchen smiled and touched the black cat's little head.

The black cat shook his head, as if he wanted to swing Anchen's hand away, and after finding that it was useless, he gave up struggling and bit the bread: "Meow." ”