"Zi'er, Arti was just too happy to see you, and his brain was blocked by happiness, so he was so abnormal." Wuji stood beside Zi'er. Zi'er's face was pale, as if a breeze could blow her away.
Generally speaking, the body is shaky. "It didn't really mean those words."
"Did you hear everything?" She had some reaction, and then sighed. "It's my fault. I hurt it. Now, how can I blame it for turning away."
"It probably doesn't want to hurt you." Although Arti is cold, he is not a bad cat who likes to hurt others.
"It's for my own good, I understand all of this!" But it just forgot to ask her about her wishes. "Wuji, I really want to be alone for a while, I'm sorry." She had to think carefully about how to avoid making the same mistakes again.
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Wuji stood up considerately, "I'm going back first!" [
"No more!" Her long eyelashes trembled.
After Wuji's little body disappeared from the door, Zi'er's body seemed to be unable to bear the weight and fell onto the bed. There were no tears, although she was really sad and wanted to cry.
A long time ago, when she was a little black cat, she enjoyed life to her heart's content. She had dreams, laughter, and lots of happiness that she had never realized. The girl's dream was very real, but also very far away.
. She knew that all of this, without Arti, would be a dream. However, she didn’t know if this realization was too late.
The sky is getting dark, and the lights outside the window are being lit one after another. Behind each light, there is probably a person waiting for the return of another person.
"What about me? Who is waiting for me to go home? Who can I wait for?" She covered her face, her thin body shaking violently.
Pulling out a piece of paper from the bookshelf, she wrote something softly. However, she still didn't notice that the bright golden eyes on the sycamore tree outside the window were still staring at her.