remember

Before he could finish speaking, his hand suddenly fell limp, and he drifted into a deep sleep.

Yun Jin's fur bristled instantly. She eagerly rubbed her nose against Shen Yi'an's burning cheek, her heart pounding so hard it felt like it was about to burst out of her chest.

"Meow meow meow meow—what should I do?" Yun Jin was so anxious that she started doing another tap dance.

You should go to the hospital for a fever of this severity!

Oh, right, Xie Xinrou is still here. We can call her to come and help.

Thinking of this, Yun Jin quickly ran out of the room, searching for Xie Xinrou's scent, sniffing here and there, the scent on the second floor was the strongest.

As Yun Jin walked down the long corridor, the pungent smell of alcohol grew stronger and stronger, mingling with the scent of perfume and piercing her nostrils.

The door to the room at the far end of the second floor was ajar, and the smell was getting stronger.

Yun Jin arrived at the door, suppressing her discomfort, and leaped up with the power of her hind legs. The moment her front paws pressed down on the doorknob, a strong stench of alcohol hit her.

The room was a mess, with empty wine bottles piled up haphazardly next to a half-open suitcase.

The sheets were crumpled into a ball, and Xie Xinrou was trapped in the middle of this mess, her carefully styled curly hair stuck to her cheeks, and her face was pale.

"Meow meow—are you alright?" Yun Jin nimbly jumped onto the mattress, carefully avoiding the vomit, and came to her side.

Xie Xinrou's breathing was rapid, and as her chest heaved, the straps of her silk nightgown slipped down, revealing shocking wounds on her body.

She is self-harming

Yun Jin was a little scared, so she went forward and checked her breathing. She was still alive.

For a moment, Yun Jin was at a loss as to whose situation was more serious.

Yun Jin pressed her head against her chin, trying to turn her face to one side, hoping to keep her away from the vomit and avoid aspiration.

Just as Yun Jin was about to succeed, Xie Xinrou opened her eyes.

"roll!"

Suddenly, he raised his hand, grabbed her, and threw her away violently. Yun Jin flipped in the air, her tail trying to adjust its direction, and finally landed safely on the ground.

"Get out... Shen Yi'an, what kind of good person are you pretending to be?" Xie Xinrou swayed as she propped herself up and cursed at Yun Jin.

Seemingly still not satisfied with the cursing, she grabbed a nearby wine bottle and smashed it, yelling, "Go to hell! It's all your fault!"

The moment the bottle shattered, Yun Jin darted toward the door like an arrow, followed by a muffled thud of something heavy falling to the ground, and then a sound of retching.

Yun Jin held her breath and waited until the noise in the room gradually subsided before tiptoeing in and mustering the courage to peek out.

Xie Xinrou fell asleep on the ground. Yun Jin sighed. Fortunately, there was no vomit on the ground. She brought a blanket and covered Xie Xinrou with it before silently leaving.

Forget it, Xie Xinrou can't be relied on; Yun Jin will have to rely on herself.

Yun Jin ran back to Shen Yi'an's room and found that Shen Yi'an had already sat up and was drinking water.

When Yun Jin jumped onto the bed, Shen Yi'an's hair was wet and stuck to his reddened skin. The glass he was holding was trembling, and the water spilled out.

"Meow meow meow meow—you're better again?" Yun Jin touched his burning wrist with her nose, but felt that he hadn't improved at all.

"Cough cough cough, Xiao Hua won't be back tonight," Shen Yi'an said, the water in the quilt spilling out. "I'm sorry, Xiao Yun, you made a wasted trip."

Yun Jin came up to him and touched his forehead; it was still very hot.

"Xiaoyun, stay away from me, or you'll catch it."

Shen Yi'an's eyes were half-closed, his eyelashes casting trembling shadows under his eyes. He tried to raise his hand to push her away, but even raising his hand was trembling, and in the end, it fell limply onto the sheets.

Yun Jin felt as if his brain had been fried, and he pawed at the phone placed next to him.

“I can’t go to the hospital now, I’ll be photographed,” Shen Yi’an said hoarsely. “The company has already suppressed Xie Xinrou’s matter and has no intention of helping me.”

Yun Jin was a little at a loss, so she could only rub her head against his to comfort him.

Could Shen Yi'an be positive?

A bad thought flashed through Yun Jin's mind. Although there were vaccines for humans, she didn't know if there were any vaccines for cat demons.

Yun Jin lowered her head and thought for a moment. Since she was already here...

"I want to go home..." Shen Yi'an blurted out a sentence out of the blue, "Xiao Yun, do you miss home?"

"Meow meow meow meow—yes, but not when I'm with Yun Chen." Yun Jin curled up next to Shen Yi'an.

"I want to go home because it's cold there, and it will definitely help cool me down," Shen Yi'an said with a smile.

Yun Jin was speechless; he was indeed talking in his sleep.

Shen Yi'an leaned against the headboard, his gaze unfocused as he stared at the swaying shadows of the trees outside the window.

“When I was little… my parents divorced, and neither of them wanted me.” His voice was very soft, as if he were talking to himself, or as if he were speaking to the only listener in the room.

Yun Jin's ears perked up uneasily as she paced back and forth at the foot of the bed, pondering what to do.

Shen Yi'an was clearly hallucinating due to the high fever, feeling like he was going to be driven crazy by the fever.

Yun Jin thought, "I might as well call Yun Chen." So she started looking for her phone again.

“They kicked me around like a football…” He suddenly laughed, his laughter a little hoarse. “Sometimes when I got home from school, I didn’t even know if I’d be able to get in the door that night.”

Yun Jin impatiently flicked its tail, tentatively approached, and pawed at the phone beside the bed.

"Fortunately... my aunt and the others took me in later." His voice suddenly softened as he tossed his phone away and gently stroked Yun Jin's fur. "I was able to grow up safely... all thanks to them."

Yun Jin helplessly covered her head with her paws; she was truly beyond saving.

The leaves outside the window rustled in the wind, and occasionally the calls of a few unknown birds could be heard.

Yun Jin sighed and quietly looked at Shen Yi'an.

“One night, neither of them opened the door for me. How could parents treat their children like that? In a fit of anger, I ran to the riverbank intending to commit suicide.”

Yun Jin's tail swayed back and forth in the darkness.

"The river water was really cold at night. After it soaked my shoes, I didn't have the courage to continue walking." Shen Yi'an's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

A tear slid down his face, and Yun Jin slowly moved closer, pressing her warm body against his arm.

It's another sad story.

“At that time, I really wanted to find my mother, so I ran back and banged on the door, calling her name.” His Adam’s apple bobbed.

“She definitely heard me, but she didn’t respond. The neighbors I woke up all came out, but she didn’t.”

"I cried so hard, I don't know why life has become like this."

"So, when I got back to the riverbank, I made up my mind. I took off my shoes and socks and started to walk down."

"Just then, a kitten ran over, probably trying to stop me, but I tripped over it by accident." Shen Yi'an suddenly looked down at Yun Jin, his eyes glazed over.

Yun Jin's tail trembled suddenly, and a memory inexplicably surfaced.

Ah, it's you.

"Then it hugged my leg, as if trying to stop me. The kitten was also a calico cat, and just as smart as you."

"Although cats don't live that long..." Shen Yi'an's voice grew softer and softer, then his eyelids drooped, and he finally fell into a deep sleep.

You fell asleep so quickly?

Yun Jin quietly lay down beside Shen Yi'an, listening to his heavy breathing, but her thoughts drifted back to that equally cold night.

Although the story wasn't exactly heartwarming for the cat in question.

From Yun Jin's perspective, it was that night when she was searching for her departed mother's whereabouts, just like any other day.

A damp river breeze carrying the smell of fish wafted over, and young Yun Jin, then a skinny calico cat, trotted along the stone path.

Her ears caught the slightest sounds in the air, and her eyes cautiously searched for a figure in the darkness.

Although Yun Jin can now let go of her longing for her mother, the Yun Jin of that time, like Yun Chen now, desperately wants to find her and ask why she left.

"Meow meow meow meow—I saw her by the river."

"Meow meow—it went east."

The clues from the stray cats' chatter echoed in her mind.

Yun Jin's paw pads were burning with pain from the long nights she had been walking these past few days.

The city is just as dangerous at night as it is during the day, and the most dangerous thing is the packs of stray dogs.

Suddenly, a low growl came from the shadows, and five or six stray dogs emerged from behind an abandoned trash can.

Yun Jin's back arched instantly. She took two steps back, her hind paws already touching the slippery edge of the riverbank.

"Woof!"

The lead stray dog ​​lunged at them.

Yun Jin turned and ran away, but in her panic she bumped into a figure. She instinctively reached out her claws and hooked them tightly onto the boy's trouser leg.

The boy staggered and fell to the ground, then suddenly burst into tears.

As the circle of stray dogs shrank, Yun Jin felt like crying.

The boy's cries were particularly jarring on the quiet riverbank. In the distance, beams of flashlights shone, and someone shouted something. People began to gather around, and the stray dogs all ran away.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yun Jin escaped and returned to the orphanage before dawn.

The gentle moonlight crept into the room and shone on Shen Yi'an's face.

She reached out her paw and gently patted Shen Yi'an's cheek; the scalding heat made her heart tighten.

Seeing that Shen Yi'an had no reaction, she lightly jumped off the bed and made a decision.

As she passed Xie Xinrou's room, Yun Jin stopped and listened carefully. She heard even breathing coming from inside, and breathed a sigh of relief, her tail wagging gently.

Back in the master bedroom, Yun Jin stretched out her body and gradually transformed into a human shape under the moonlight.

With her long, jet-black hair cascading down like a waterfall, Yun Jin walked to the bay window, curled up her legs, and sat down, resting her chin on her knees.

The night breeze brushed against her hair, bringing a touch of coolness.

As Yun Jin gazed at the moonlight outside the window, her thoughts were in turmoil. She had unintentionally saved that desperate boy by the river years ago.

Fate can sometimes be so wondrous that it leaves one sighing with regret.

"No...don't go." Shen Yi'an suddenly murmured in his sleep, his voice so hoarse that it was almost inaudible.

Yun Jin's heart softened, and she tiptoed back to the bedside. She reached out and touched Shen Yi'an's forehead, and the burning temperature made her frown.

After hesitating for a moment, she turned and walked to the bathroom, where she soaked a towel.

"For the sake of you saving me before..." Yun Jin complained softly, but still carefully placed the cold towel on Shen Yi'an's forehead.

Under the moonlight, she saw that Shen Yi'an's brows seemed to relax a bit, and his breathing gradually became steady.

Yun Jin leaned against the headboard, gazing at Shen Yi'an's sleeping face, and unconsciously closed her eyes as well.