Chapter 201 How much love do we need to have enough to care for others?
It was a very beautiful black cat, which looked no more than five or six months old, with shiny black fur that shone like satin under the light, and its eyes were an extremely rare emerald color.
"Is this the gift Aunt Wen gave me? But why... is it a cat?" Wen Xi was so confused that even though she didn't ask, she looked at Wen Zheng with a puzzled look.
Wen Zheng sighed and carefully stroked the soft fur of the black cat in the box, "Auntie is going out for a while, I don't know when she will be back."
Then she paused and looked up at Wenxi, "Xixi is already a sophomore in high school, but it seems like she hasn't made any friends. Auntie is really worried that you'll feel lonely after I leave."
"I'm not lonely. I have a lot of friends!" Wen Xi retorted eagerly, as if she wanted to prove something.
"For example?"
"For example, Gao Ran and Zhang Lu, who have always played well with me, and Xiao Pang, who can barely be considered my friend."
"Gao Ran and Zhang Lu are just your followers at best. As for Xiao Pang, if I remember correctly, he should be your deskmate."
"Auntie doesn't even know when you two became friends."
Wen Zheng smiled, but refuted every name Wen Xi listed word by word.
After all, even though she was a good girl in front of Wen Zheng, Wen Xi was essentially still the big sister who was both inferior and arrogant. Less than three months of getting along were not enough to change her nature.
It is difficult to make true friends in class with such a personality.
But Wen Zheng didn’t expect her to make true friends at school, as she had other choices for friends.
Wenxi shut up and stopped talking. She just kept rubbing the black cat's tail with her hands. But she didn't know if it was an illusion, but she always felt that the black cat looked at her with disgust.
"So, Xixi, can you just consider it as helping your aunt to raise Xiao Hei?" Wen Zheng said pitifully while pushing the box calmly.
Seeing Aunt Wen, who was like a mother to her, showing such an expression, Wenxi's mind began to become confused.
She agreed to it without realizing it, and by the time she came to her senses, Wen Zheng had already pushed her back to the room with the box in her hands to rest.
"What should I do? I don't know how to raise a cat!" Wenxi looked at the box in her hand, feeling like crying but unable to cry.
But as she was troubled, Wenxi suddenly remembered that she seemed to have not given the black cat a name yet. Did Aunt Wen call it Xiaohei just now?
"Hey, cat, is your name Xiao Hei?" she asked tentatively.
But as soon as she asked the question, Wenxi keenly noticed that the little black cat's body seemed to stiffen for a moment, and then the little guy turned his butt towards her.
"Hey, talk to me!" Wenxi shook the box carefully and turned it over, wanting the black cat to face her.
Unexpectedly, the black cat just glanced at her casually, then jumped out of the box by itself, and then patrolled the room with its elegant cat steps.
'The TV is not big enough, and the Tom and Jerry movies won't be clear.'
'The space is small, where should I put my cat climbing frame? '
'The color of the bed is also ugly, since it is an eye-catching purple, Wen Zheng's aesthetic taste is really being assimilated and getting worse.'
Zhou Yin, no, it should be Zhou Miao now, he looked at the various decorations in the room one by one, and meowed from time to time to scold Wen Zheng, until he was tired and then jumped onto the bed and lay down.
Wen Xi watched helplessly as the black cat first jumped in front of the TV, then patted the screen with its pink paw pads, revealing a hint of dissatisfaction in a humane way.
Then it walked around the room along the wall, as if measuring the range, but then the tip of its tail swung violently, obviously it was not happy.
Finally, he jumped onto his bed after careful selection. After choosing for a long time, he finally picked a satisfactory position. Then he slowly lay down and curled himself up into a ball.
"Is this cat a spirit? Besides, this is my room! Get off my pillow!"
Wenxi came back to her senses from Zhou Miao's humane behavior only to find that her pillow had been occupied.
She was so angry that she walked straight to the head of the bed, grabbed the pillow and held it in her arms. Zhou Yin was caught off guard and fell directly onto the bed.
I was even bounced up by the soft bed.
"The pillow...is gone, meow. Never mind. I can sleep like this, meow."
Even though he had slept in the box for several hours, the lazy Zhou Yin still felt that he needed a long sleep.
He didn't care about the pillow being taken away. He slowly wiped the wrinkles on the sheets with his pink paw pad and curled up into a cat-like ball.
"You! You! Get off the bed right now! This is the bed that Aunt Wen specially prepared for me."
Wen Xi, who was angry at Zhou Miao's indifferent attitude, blushed and immediately wanted to grab it by the scruff of the neck and throw it away.
But the moment she touched Zhou Yin's soft fur, Wen Xi's movements suddenly stopped. It was a softness she had never touched before.
The black cat's body was small, hot, so fragile, yet so warm. Even though it was facing someone like me who could easily take its life, it was still so defenseless.
'Trust?'
At that moment, Wenxi's heart suddenly softened.
"Forget it," she gently stroked Zhou Miao's fur, muttering to herself, "Since this is a special gift from Aunt Wen, I'll forgive you this time, but only today."
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How much love do we need to have enough to care for others?
Wenxi's birth was not expected...
Wen's mother lost the possibility of continuing to be a model because of various gynecological diseases during pregnancy and uncontrollable weight gain. She blamed it all on a baby who could not make his own choices.
Because of Wenxi's existence, Wen's father had to balance his energy with the family and found it difficult to continue his intensive social activities. He also blamed all this on a baby who could not make his own choices freely.
But what's wrong with the baby?
The words that little Wenxi has heard the most since she was born are "burden", "it would have been great if I hadn't given birth to you", "useless thing" and so on.
She never had much love, so she couldn't give any of it to others.
But that winter, a turning point of fate came when she met Wen Zheng.
From Wen Zheng, she received enough, even excessive, love, and this child who was finally surrounded by love could finally give out a little love of her own.
Even if this little love is only enough to cover one kitten.
"Meow~"Aren't you going to sleep?
Zhou Yin looked up at Wen Xi who had been touching his back, feeling a little puzzled. It was almost midnight.
So the little black cat kindly moved to the side, as if to say: "Okay, I've made a place for you, go to sleep."
"Hmph, you still have some conscience and know who your master is."
Wenxi wanted to laugh for some reason, but she held it back and snorted coldly, then went to wash up and get ready for bed.
On the other side, Wen Zheng, who was observing this scene in real time, nodded.
"That's it. The deeper the bond, the better."
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