I sat down opposite Yan Meng and took the ragdoll cat from his arms.
This little guy has become heavier. I could hold him with one hand before, but now I need two hands to hold him up.
I scratched its head and looked up to see Yan Meng's gentle but tired expression.
What happened yesterday did make me a little afraid of him, but at this moment he had restrained all his hostility and was like a docile cat longing for home.
Maybe he doesn't want to become so cruel.
But if he hadn't been a little more ruthless, Yan Lirong would have killed him long ago.
For Yan Meng, his life experience was like a soap opera. The complicated and tangled relationships prevented him from growing up in a loving environment and having a truly complete family.
I couldn't help but think of myself.
In comparison, I am still lucky.
Lan's parents treated me like their own daughter. Although they died young in a car accident, Lan Feng still took good care of me.
After returning to the Ming family, although Tang Tianxiang was not a competent father, at least Mingsi was in good health and protected me together with the two elders of the Ming family.
But what about Yan Meng?
He doesn't have any close relatives around him.
My heart softened again.
"Now that you're here, don't think about anything else. Pets always have the magical power to heal people." I put the cat, which was purring from being petted, into his arms. "Enjoy the joy of petting the cat, and as for the rest, throw it away."
Yan Meng was stunned for a moment, then smiled and looked at the cat in his arms tenderly with lowered eyes.
I petted the cats in the store for two hours and drank two large cups of coffee.
Yan Meng put down the cat toy in his hand, suddenly looked up and asked me: "Are you hungry? Let's go eat something."
Since I got off work, I have consumed two small pieces of cake in addition to coffee, and my stomach has been rumbling for a long time.
Seeing that I didn't deny it, Yan Meng suggested, "I know there's a delicious wonton shop nearby. Should we go there?"
Since it wasn’t far and Yan Meng strongly recommended it, I nodded.
I thought he was going to take me to a nearby restaurant, but he took me into an inconspicuous alley instead.
I asked suspiciously, "Will there be a wonton shop here?"
Yan Meng smiled mysteriously: "The fragrance of wontons is not afraid of a narrow alley."
I smiled silently and followed him. After a while, I really smelled the aroma of wontons.
It’s just a family living in an alley, with no storefront and no signboard. There’s just a small stall with two tables in front of the house.
The person who cooked the wontons was an old man.
I pulled Yan Meng aside and asked him suspiciously, "This place is so remote, is there any store here? How did you know there are wonton shops here?"
"Because I'm a regular here!" Yan Meng raised his eyes proudly. "Do you still remember the maid who passed you the note at the Yan family?"
Of course I still remember that in the entire Yan family, she was the only one who cared about Yan Meng's safety.
I nodded and listened to Yan Meng continue: "This old man is her father."
I suddenly realized and looked towards the stall again, only to see that the old man was limping as he went back to get the wontons.
Yan Meng murmured, explaining, "Grandpa Fan broke his leg before, and at the time he couldn't even afford the surgery. Later, I accidentally noticed Aunt Fan crying quietly, and after learning about her situation, I took the initiative to lend her some money for medical expenses."
"After recovering, Grandpa Fan didn't want to burden his children, so he set up a wonton stall. Although he doesn't make much, it's enough to make ends meet. I come over to have a bowl of wonton when I'm free."
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