When the Little Prince returned, Wan'er was already dressed and standing by the bed.
Seeing this, the little prince nodded to Wan'er, probably to let her know that his great-uncle and great-aunt had gotten up...
The little prince didn't go forward; he just sat at the doorway, somewhat dazed.
Wan'er, however, was quite composed. She walked over, bent down, and picked up the little prince. Seeing his soft, adorable, and slightly dazed expression, she couldn't resist raising her bent index finger and gently flicking his black nose. She then teased him, "Why aren't you asking for a hug today?"
Normally, the little prince would ask to be held whenever he saw Wan'er idle, but today...
Although Wan'er found the little prince's reaction today a little strange, she did not show too much doubt.
Good heavens, she hugged me again, and so naturally at that! If she knew what happened last night, would she still hug me? The little prince quickly imagined a beautiful, lovely young woman hugging a…
The imagery seemed too vibrant; the Little Prince dared not contemplate it further. But was this truly a good thing? And why, why did I so yearn for this feeling? Oh, my cat, your thoughts are truly terrifying!
Isn't this a form of deception? After all, Wan'er didn't know I was a man...
The little prince felt uneasy. Subconsciously, the two front paws that were resting on Wan'er's arm gradually wrapped around her from both sides. He buried his head deeply, like a young bride who had just entered her husband's family home, too shy to raise her head.
"Thump, thump, thump!" Sensing Wan'er lifting her foot to go down the stairs, the little prince took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down and start looking for reasons to comfort himself.
Little Prince, Little Prince! She used to hold you like this, but now she's holding a cat, not a man.
Why are you so nervous? It doesn't seem strange at all; everything is perfectly normal, and there's no need to feel embarrassed.
Little Prince, you're making trouble for yourself. Perhaps what happened last night was just a fleeting moment and will never happen again.
Either you're sick, and you're having a vivid dream in your dizzy mind, or everything is just a temporary hallucination.
However, for Wan'er, no matter how things change, the Little Prince only wishes to always be your guardian cat...
"Hey! Little Prince." Just as the Little Prince was lost in thought, Wan'er had already come down the stairs and stood by the table.
My uncle and aunt went to the vegetable garden in the back, and my uncle hasn't come over yet.
At this moment, only he and the little prince were in the main room.
Wan'er reached out and gently touched the little prince's head, whispering, "What's wrong with you today? You seem a little different."
"I," to everyone's surprise, the little prince spoke in a human voice, a voice that was slightly magnetic, soft and pleasant to hear.
What's going on?! Startled by the sudden sound of voices, Wan'er loosened her grip, and the little prince slipped from her arm...
"Meow!" The little prince could have leaped away, but instead, he let his body take its course and fell vertically with a "thud!"
Meow! A pain shot through him, and the little prince cried out in surprise.
"I'm so sorry!" Suddenly realizing her carelessness, Wan'er looked guilty. She took two steps forward, bent down and picked up the little prince from the ground, quickly checking his body. "Did you hurt yourself? Are you in pain? I'm so sorry, I might have been hallucinating. I thought you were talking, but you're just a cat."
Wan'er, you heard me right. I made a human voice just now. The cat meowing that followed was intentional. Like you, I don't understand what just happened.
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