Zheng Tan was not at all interested in the thin and small kitten that ran towards him with its tail raised, although he was curious about how the leopard cat had fallen to such a state, but his curiosity was fleeting, and he went on with his business. Every person faces their own fate, every cat has its own life.
As he lifted his foot to push away the kitten that pounced over, Zheng Tan turned around to leave. Before leaving, he heard a child's voice.
"Big Flower—Big Flower, where are you?!"
Big Flower?
Zheng Tan, who had already turned around, looked back at the leopard cat whose ears moved and its expression was no longer as tense. Was "Big Flower" a call for it?
Listening to the footsteps getting closer, Zheng Tan quickly walked away, but he stopped around the corner, jumped onto a bumpy red brick wall, and looked back at the scene.
