After Big and Little Rice left, Ermao's life returned to its original leisurely comfort. However, lately Ermao had been running around outside during the day, unknown where it was going. Heimi was quite quiet, Zheng Tan hadn't heard it meowing, guessing it had already adapted to the life after the cubs leaving. Zheng Tan had seen Heimi once recently, and it seemed to be in good spirits.
Stretching lazily, Zheng Tan came down from the tall Chinese parasol tree. The afternoon was perfect for a nap, but today he just couldn't sleep. Zheng Tan decided to go for a walk; it had been a while since he visited the overpass area to check on the blind old man.
The sound of car horns was incessant, but Zheng Tan could still pick out the sound of the erhu; the old man must be in a good mood today.
However, when Zheng Tan arrived at the overpass, he ran into an unexpected acquaintance.
