Feng Lixing knew that Forsythia was a thief, and his heart instantly rose to his voice, but he couldn't do anything, so he could only shout hoarsely on the phone: "Stop chasing, go back!" ”

"No, that wallet can't be given to him!"

"What can't be given, hurry up and stop me, Lu Forsythia, did you hear that?" Feng Lixing's roar almost penetrated his eardrums, but Forsythia chased desperately as if he was enchanted, and kept hearing the sound of objects falling to the ground from there.

Feng Lixing was going crazy.

"Where are you?"

But she patronized and chased the thief, pinching her mobile phone and not caring about talking at all.

Feng Lixing's voice had changed from roaring to begging: "Lu Lianqiao, can you answer me?" Where are you now? ”

Then the footsteps seemed to stop suddenly, and so did the sound of the smashing, as if even the sound of the wind as she ran stopped.

"Hey..."Feng Lixing held his breath and didn't dare to come out, "What's the situation over there?" Are you still listening? ”

"Hey... Talk. ”

"Lu Forsythia, you should gnaw!"

Feng Lixing felt that he had never been so tormented, and a layer of sweat appeared in the palm of his hand holding the phone, but there was no sound over there, and it took a long time to hear the sound of intermittent breathing, which became louder and denser, and finally turned into a whine...

"It's gone," Forsythia said almost in tears.

"What's missing?"

"The thief... It's gone... Woooooo

“……”

Feng Lixing almost raced over the whole time.

Because Forsythia drank and cried so much, I didn't tell her location on the phone for a long time, only that it was in an alley, there was a convenience store at the entrance of the alley, and there were many large garbage cans in the alley.

Feng Lixing ran almost all the narrow alleys in Tsim Sha Tsui before he found Forsythia.

When she found her, she stopped crying, and went back to the steps where she had been sitting at the beginning, and there was still her handbag on the ground below the steps, and the contents of the handbag were scattered everywhere, but she did not pick them up.

Feng Lixing stood about five or six meters away from her and watched, and suddenly couldn't bear to walk over.

Forsythia didn't realize that Feng Lixing had arrived, and was still sitting there stupidly, a dim lamp above his head was swayed by the wind blowing through the alley, but the halo that fell down froze the silhouette of Forsythia into a static picture.

Feng Lixing looked at it for a long time, and was about to walk over, but as if he saw her unfocused eyes flashing, as if he had found something, he suddenly walked down the steps quickly, and finally bent down and picked up a candy from the ground.

The candy had just fallen out of her handbag, and being able to have a candy in such a moment of frustration and despair was a surprise and a luxury for Forsythia.

She couldn't wait to tear open the candy wrapper, and the rich smell of toffee came to the surface, and Forsythia suddenly laughed like a child.

She laughed, and Feng Lixing also laughed involuntarily, but the next second she heard a ghost cry of "ah", and her whole person jumped backwards while stomping her feet like an electric shock.

What's going on?

Feng Lixing saw that a stray cat came from nowhere, probably hungry, so he saw Forsythia tearing the candy paper and came over naked around her feet.

"Get out!" Forsythia was so frightened by the little beast that she kicked it without mercy.

The emaciated kitten was kicked by her and rolled on the ground for half a circle, screaming and standing firm again, but never dared to come near again, sitting there with its tail curled, but its blue-green eyes were fixed on the candy in Forsythia's hand.

Forsythia didn't care about it, snorted coldly, and quickly stuffed the candy into his mouth.

"Meow-" The kitten cried out in despair, her little face rubbed against the hem of the forsythia's skirt, she bit her lip, looking fierce with disgust, but in the end she still half-squatted down and pushed the kitten attached to her skirt to the side.

"It's so annoying, my wallet has been snatched, and you still have to fight with me for this piece of candy!"

This was said sour and annoying, but where did the kitten understand, and he posted it affectionately again, this time more daringly, and licked it directly on Forsythia's bare instep with her hairy tongue, and licked her foot back into her skirt at once.

"Hey, you're disgusting! Who let you lick me! She cursed, and at once frightened the kitten back several steps, and her thin body curled up together.

Seeing it like this, Forsythia finally relented.

"Forget it, count me as a loser to you." As he spoke, he took a bite of the candy and carefully placed it in front of the kitten.

The little thing sniffed and licked again, and when it got to the taste, it swept away half of the candy with its tongue.

Forsythia burst out laughing: "You look so hungry that you even eat sugar!" As he spoke, he reached out and touched the fur on its back.

The little thing ate her candy, felt her touch again, and was even more afraid of her, the whole tail was encircled around her bare feet, and the warm belly was attached to her feet, rubbing over and over again, grinding little by little......

Forsythia didn't seem to hate it so much, and squatted down completely, resting her chin on her knees, and running her hand down to its hair.

"Little one, where is your master? Where's your cat mom and dad? Are you abandoned like me? I guess so, looking at your dirty and cheap appearance, who will like you, so you deserve no one to want you! …”

Every sentence seems to come from the heart, and every sentence seems to pierce people's bones.

……

That was really one of the most torturous scenes in Feng Lixing's life.

Under the street lamp, in the narrow alley, she squatted beside a stray cat in a luxurious long dress, stroking its body while sharing half a toffee with it.

Overhead is a faint yellow light, and behind him is a dirty garbage can.

Her silhouette is as beautiful as a bubble that will shatter at any moment.

Forget it, what made Feng Lixing even more unbearable was that she started crying again, but she didn't cry, but the tears dripped down like beads with broken threads, dripping into the air, flashing with the lights on the top.

"Little guy, let me tell you one more thing, someone snatched my wallet just now, and I am desperate to chase it back, do you know why? Because I had a family photo in my wallet, which I had secretly taken out of my home when I went to Paris five years ago, but it was snatched by a thief...... I'll never get it anymore because it's not my home anymore... I don't have a home anymore..."

She cried to the end, hugging her shoulder with one hand and wrapping the other around the cat's neck.

Why is life so barren? She fell to the point where she needed to warm each other with a stray cat?

When Feng Lixing walked in front of her, Forsythia didn't know at all.

Until his usual indifferent but somewhat playful voice came from overhead: "Do you want to bring this stray cat back?" ”

Forsythia looked up, immediately stood up, and kicked the cat away.

"No, you don't! What are you going to do with this useless stuff back? It seemed that it only took a second, and her face quickly returned to its usual coldness, as if it was just a dream to stroke the kitten's gentle and fragile face under the light just now.