At first, Fang Zixi thought she had heard wrong.
However, she instinctively stopped, followed the call to look into the grass, but saw a small white head.
The little kitten looked at her, obviously frightened, and immediately drew back.
Fang Zixi was intrigued and followed. She took a look at the grass and took a cool breath.
There is a pool of obvious blood in the grass, a female cat lying on the ground, has no breath.
And it gave birth to a few small milk cats, all around her side, except just that little white cat, the rest are motionless.
Fang Zixi frowned when she saw this.
London in March, the weather has not been completely warm, this female cat does not know what cause died here, but these kittens are absolutely cold and hungry, frozen to death.
The only living little white cat, however, seems to be completely unaware that her mother and brothers and sisters are no longer there. She is still walking around them, making meow meow meow, as if calling them to play together.
Looking at the little white cat's thin and helpless appearance, Fang Zixi's heart pulled up.
For a moment, she seemed to see herself in this little thing.
She also has no parents, no brothers and sisters, duckweed in the world alone, now is to give up lovers and friends, leaving home.
Although she never said it, the feeling of loneliness haunted her since she was sensible.
This kind of feeling, even Luo Chenxi can't understand.
After all, Luo Chenxi is very lucky. She was taken home by Lu Wenjun and adopted. Now that she has a family that loves her, she can no longer feel lonely.
But she's different.
She always had a feeling that she was destined to be a person, so even when Bai Shixun was so devoted to her, she felt very unreal.
She... Is a child whose parents don't want. How can anyone really fall in love with her? Want to be with her for the rest of your life?
But this little kitten... Is just like her now.
Fang Zixi squatted down slowly and stretched out her hand to the little white cat.
The little guy was not afraid of her at all. He tilted his head to look at her for a while, tentatively stretched out his little paw and put it on Fang Zixi's hand.
Fang Zixi smiles, "come home with me."
To Fang Zixi's surprise, the little white cat, which looked dirty in the heavy rain just now, was extremely beautiful and lovely after washing. Her hair was white, her eyes were blue, and her round face was soft and cute.
Because the color of the kitten is like a pear blossom, Fang Zixi named it pear.
From then on, one person and one cat lived in this small apartment.
Fang Zixi recalled this experience and subconsciously held Li closer. Listening to the soft cry of the little kitten, she finally calmed down a little.
Afraid to turn on the light, she went to the window in the dark, opened the curtain a little, and looked out carefully.
The alley downstairs was so dark that no one could be seen, but at the end of the alley, there was a car, and the lights lit up a small area in front of it.
A tall figure was leaning against the car body, with a little weak light in his hand, like smoking.
Because she was too far away, Fang could not see the model of the car and the man's appearance.