Chen Zhe hadn't expected to see the Black Cat as soon as he opened the door. Initially, while he was boiling water for tea, he had warmed up a cup of milk intending to replace the one from last night on the balcony. It was only later that he accidentally learned not every cat could drink milk, but seeing the Black Cat enjoy it so much every time it visited, he continued the habit.
Seeing Uncle La Mei waving at him and lifting the paper cup filled with milk, Zheng Tan hesitated.
To go or not to go?
Zheng Tan pondered.
Before this moment, his decision had been to take a quick glance and leave, to stay far away from this place. But now, looking at Uncle La Mei's kind and eagerly expectant eyes, the curiosity that had been suppressed to a mere sliver in Zheng Tan began to bounce back to life.
What was Uncle La Mei up to this time?
Zheng Tan slowly made his way up, squeezing into the balcony.
