"Binchen gege is searching for him right now. Are you happy?" Shi Nian brushed her fingers against Little Apple's soft fur. The little kitten had grown bigger, almost as fat as her thigh. Its fur was fluffy and soft, smelling like its owner's shampoo. Alas, without Jiang Jinyan here, the poor cat often lost its appetite and could only eat a bit everyday.
Little Apple purred and nuzzled its head against Shi Nian's palm.
She poured cat food into its bowl and sighed as she watched it eat dispiritedly. "Are you sure you don't want to come with me?" Looking around at the empty apartment, Shi Nian sighed to herself again. "Fortunately, I am not the only one waiting for him…"
