The black cat sat quietly in the shadow of the tree, taking in Nan Ke's embarrassment. Hearing the voice, he raised his chin, as if responding to the call.

Nan Ke then bent his fingers and tentatively touched its head.

Guo Beng frowned, glanced at her and dodged, his curly yellow beard brushing across the back of Nan Ke's hand.

Nan Ke blinked and then looked at its fur.

When I first saw this cat, it had some burns on its body.

When I saw it again today, there were many more burn marks, and the middle part of the tail was even burned bald.

This is Guangdai's cat. Nan Ke doesn't think Guangdai would abuse small animals.

So that's the injury it got while playing outside?

Nan Ke couldn't help but look back and look towards the gate of the community.

Is it too late to call Mitsuyo now?

Or should she try the conch shell that Mitsuyo just gave her?

While Nan Ke was hesitating, an office worker carrying a briefcase hurried over from the other end of the path and cast a surprised look at her who was sitting on the ground.

Nan Ke's face turned red and he quickly got up.

"Guochuang," Nan Ke squatted down and asked the cat in front of him in a low voice after waiting for the office workers to pass by, "Do you want to go home with me?"

A few minutes later.

Nan Ke walked into the elevator holding a soft cat, which felt a bit unreal.

But as the floor numbers in Nan Ke's eyes gradually jumped, these unreal joys soon turned into troubles.

What should I feed it when I get home?

Nan Ke began to worry.

There is no cat food at home.

When she went to buy cat food, she could only afford the cheapest kind.

There is also the question of where to place it, whether it would be dangerous to it if the window is not sealed, and what the cat litter box is, etc. A series of questions follow one after another.

After much thought, I decided that I had to contact Mitsuyo as soon as possible and send Kunibeng back to his master.

Nanke sighed secretly.

When Nan Ke returned home, the house was quiet.

At this time of year, A Liu would probably have gone to cram school.

But as a tenant, if you want to keep a pet, you need to seek the consent of your roommates and landlord.

So Nan Ke walked to A Liu's door, still holding the cat, and knocked on the door with one hand free: "A Liu, are you still there?"

Guo Beng nestled in her arms, looking around since he entered the room. At this moment, he paused slightly and stared coldly at the closed door in front of her.

No one answered, A Liu was indeed not there.

Nan Ke turned around and went back to his room.

"A Liu, I just picked up a cat in the community,"

Nan Ke held the cat in his arms, sat down on the edge of the bed, and typed a message to A Liu.

"Can I have a pet? Just for a little while."

Nan Ke checked his tone and clicked send.

After a few minutes, the message I sent still didn't show as read, probably because A Liu was in class.

Nan Ke rubbed his eyebrows. He felt a little sleepy and decided not to wait any longer. He threw his phone aside, picked up his pajamas from the bedside and got up.

The bathroom is spacious and bright.

Nan Ke put the cat in his arms into the sink. In the spirit of respecting the cat’s rights, before turning on the faucet, he lifted its neck and asked it,

"Since you're a domestic cat, you shouldn't hate taking a bath, right?"

Guo Beng twisted his body in displeasure.

"Then I turned on the water, okay?"

Without realizing it, he unilaterally declared torture.

Nan Ke turned off the faucet quickly.

As we all know, cats are extremely afraid of cold.

Even in summer, the first wave of cold water from the tap is cold enough for cats to provoke physiological resistance.

The moment the water temperature seeped into his body through his fur, Guo Beng shuddered, his eyes widened and he was about to jump.

"Be good, don't move."

Nan Ke moved quickly and accurately, pressing the cat's neck with his palms and pinning the cat's head to the edge of the sink.

"Ooooooooooo!"

Guo Beng's limbs flapped wildly.

The tap water was covered with dust and turned into mud, splashing all over Nan Ke’s white T-shirt.

Nan Ke was surprised.

The first reaction is that the collapse of the country is dirtier than it looks.

The second reaction was its hoarse voice.

The water flowing out of the faucet quickly became warmer, and Guo Beng also slowly calmed down. He lay under Nan Ke's hand, baring his teeth and growling, his pupils wide open.

"Feel sorry,"

Nan Ke reacted, turned off the tap, and put his finger into the water to test the temperature.

It's a bit cold.

"It's my first time washing a cat, and I'm not very skilled." She sincerely admitted her mistake to Guo Beng.

Cat Face frowned and looked extremely angry, with no intention of forgiving her at all.

Nan Ke picked up Guo Beng again, found a small stool, moved it to sit in front of the shower, and clamped it with his legs to prevent it from struggling.

The moment Nan Ke loosened his hand, he almost immediately felt the struggling cat's claws digging into his thigh.

She didn't care, stretched out her hand to turn on the shower, then bent down slightly and took off her dirty T-shirt.

Before the first drop of cold water fell on Guo Beng's head, Nan Ke blocked it with his hand.

This was followed by a thin, steady stream of warm water.

A slight mist rose up under the snow-white light.

When Nan Ke took off her clothes and looked at Guo Beng, the black cat was soaked by the hot water and lay on her thighs, staring at her silently.

"Are you not afraid anymore?" Nan Ke lowered his hand and touched its face with his fingertips.

Guo Beng turned his head and dodged.

Nan Ke smiled silently, relaxed his grip, pinched its armpits with both hands, held it on his legs and scrubbed it carefully.

Guo Beng surprisingly had no fleas on his body.

The dust was washed away by the water, and the black hair gradually returned to its original state, turning into a lustrous dark purple.

As for the burns on its body, some were so deep that the flesh was visible, and they were covered with blood scabs and dirt.

Nan Ke was thinking while washing. It happened that she still had some medicine left from applying to the wound some time ago. She would try using it on the wound after a while.

Her movements were focused and gentle, and she didn't notice that the cat had calmed down and was staring at her without blinking, its gaze fixed on her scarred chest, then slowly moving down to her thigh that was scratched by it.

The long and thin bloodstain was diluted by the water flow, but because it was difficult to stop the bleeding, it slowly seeped out again and fell on the delicate and fair skin, which was extremely glaring.

Guo Beng narrowed his eyes, lowered his head in front of her wound, and stuck out his tongue.

"hiss--"

Nan Ke only felt that the already painful and numb wound was suddenly crushed by a bunch of barbs.

She frowned, picked up the national collapse, and turned it over: "Don't bite me."

Guo Beng glanced at her sideways, twitched his ears unhappily, and lay down on her knees with his paws curled up.

Between the two round cat buttocks, a pair of small balls of fine fur unexpectedly caught Nan Ke's eyes.

Nan Ke opened his mouth in surprise, hesitated for a moment, then pulled the cat's tail to cover it.

Only by experiencing it yourself can you truly understand what it means to wash a cat is a strenuous job.

after an hour.

After washing Guobeng and himself clean, and twisting it to blow dry its fur and apply medicine, Nan Ke was so tired that he fell on the bed, not wanting to move a finger.

But the clean kitten sat in front of her nose with a proud look on its face, and looked domineering.

Although they couldn't speak the same language, Nan Ke could probably guess what it wanted to express.

It's hungry.

Because Nan Ke was also hungry.

Nan Ke sighed, picked up his phone and sat up.

Open your browser.

Search for "cat food".

……

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

"Nanke."

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

"Nan Ke?"

Nan Ke buried himself in the quilt, frowning in a daze.

The knocking sound disappeared temporarily, and after a few seconds, the phone on the bedside table rang.

Nan Ke reached out from under the quilt to touch the phone, but unexpectedly touched a ball of fur. She was startled and sat up suddenly, and saw a black cat sitting beside her pillow, raising its paw to try to punish the noisy phone.

Nan Ke got up too quickly and felt a little dizzy. He held the cat in his arms while answering the phone: "Hello?"

"Nan Ke, it's me. I'm at your door," said A Liu from the other side in a gentle voice, "Shouldn't you go to work?"

"I've taken a day off today and will be going to Mr. Ayato's place tonight,"

Nan Ke lowered her eyes as she spoke, and saw Guo Beng staring at her phone and wagging his tail with a bad look on his face, so she switched hands.

"A Liu, wait for me, I'll get up right away."

"Ok."

Nan Ke changed his clothes and walked out with the cat in his arms. A Liu was sitting on the sofa in the living room, supporting his cheek with one hand, and had already finished half of the test paper.

Hearing her footsteps, Ah Liu raised his eyes and smiled: "Nan Ke, is this the cat you picked up?"

"Well, I picked it up in the neighborhood when I came back this morning."

Nan Ke held the inexplicably restless Guo Beng in his arms tighter, and sat down next to A Liu half a meter away. "I know its owner, but I can't contact him for the time being. Can I keep him for a while?"

"Of course, I like cats too." Ah Liu put down his pen and touched Guo Beng's head with a smile, "Do you want to buy cat food? I saw a few pet stores on the way home, we can go together..."

With a low roar, the cat's claws that were held by Nan Ke suddenly broke free from the restraints and attacked A Liu with lightning speed.

Ah Liu let out an “eh” and raised his fingers slightly to easily dodge.

"Oh! I'm sorry," Nan Ke said, embarrassed, and quickly hugged Guo Beng and moved to the back, "It's a little shy."

“It doesn’t matter.” Ah Liu stared at the black cat’s angry eyes, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if thinking about something, “This cat… I seem to have seen it somewhere before?

Especially this pair of purple eyes that reveal murderous intent, they are too close to someone.

If it weren't for the different species, it would be...

"Its name is Guobeng, and it's Guangdai's cat." Nan Ke said.

Ah Liu was startled, and raised his eyes in disbelief: "...What do you call it?!"

"The country collapsed."

Nan Ke hugged Guo Beng tighter to make sure it wouldn't run out and hurt A Liu. He looked at A Liu and asked,

"Do you know its owner, Mitsuyo? She's a girl with short black hair, taller than me, with golden eyes."

Ah Liu pursed his lips: "...Not unfamiliar."

"Sure enough," Nan Ke curved his lips, "You came to the convenience store one after the other that night, so I guessed you knew each other."

"How did she find you?" Ah Liu said in a slightly cold tone.

"We met by chance. Mitsuyo helped me a lot."

"Tsk..."

"A Liu?" Nan Ke was puzzled.

"Nothing." A Liu raised his hand to his forehead, relaxing his expression. "In other words, the cat's name was given by Guangdai?"

"Well," Nan Ke noticed that his expression was not right and asked, "Did anything happen between you and Guangdai?"

It was rare for A Liu to show his unhappiness on his face.

"That guy has been causing trouble for me recently." A Liu folded his arms and curled up on the sofa, turning his head away with a bad temper.

Nan Ke understood immediately.

Mitsuyo is a bad girl after all.

And A Liu looks like a well-behaved child.

It is understandable that there will be friction.

Both parties have a good relationship with Nan Ke. Nan Ke hesitated for a moment and said, "Next time I see Guang Dai, I will talk to her for you."

"I will also remind her to take the cat back." A Liu glanced at Guo Beng who was staring at her in her arms.

There is still some time before Kamisato Ayato comes to pick up Nan Ke.

Nan Ke found a small white porcelain bowl, took out the cat food he had made in the morning from the refrigerator, heated it up and put it in the corner of the bedroom.

Guo Beng followed her closely with his tail erect, and tried to squeeze out through the gap in the door when Nan Ke closed it.

"No," Nan Ke squatted down, raised his palm and pushed it back, "I will help you find your master, so be good, okay?"

Guo Beng refused to give up and clasped her hand.

Across the corridor, Nan Ke heard A Liu, who was doing homework in the living room, laugh softly.

Nan Ke pursed his lips and stopped persuading him. He simply grabbed Guo Beng by the scruff of his neck and threw him into the room. He grabbed the door handle, pulled it, twisted it, and locked it.

There was a creaking sound of claws scratching at the wood behind the door.

Nan Ke clapped his hands and left mercilessly.

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