On how to cute and blacken the master

The boy looked at the cat curled up in his arms to rest, his short whiskers rising and falling with the cat's breathing.

After hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't help but slowly stretched out his hand and brushed gently over the soft fur.

The boy stared intently at his dirty hands.

It was getting late, and there were fewer and fewer pedestrians on the street.

The girl who came out to look for the boy finally saw the little figure at the corner of the street.

"Xiulan?" The young man who followed the girl out to find someone saw her suddenly stop and asked her suspiciously.

Xiulan made a "shh" gesture to him.

The boy followed the girl's line of sight.

The boy in the corner hugged the cat and fell asleep, and the cat in the boy's arms swiveled round and round eyes, let the boy hold it tightly, and just brushed the boy with its small tail from time to time to lock it up. Arms that are too tight.

The boy looked in amazement.

"Let's go." Xiulan said to the boy.

"Aren't you looking for that boy?"

"..." Xiulan sighed, "I'll come see him again after a while."

The kitten in the boy's arms looked at the two people who left not far away, and continued to lie on the boy in different positions without paying attention.

……

On a calm day, something seems to be changing.

It also seems like nothing has changed.

Every day he was beaten and kicked out of the house by the woman, the boy huddled outside the house and licked his wounds by himself, while the cat beside him snuggled up to him silently, nuzzling him from time to time to refresh his presence.

Going to school to learn secretly, the boy was lying on the window sill and secretly listening to the class, and the cat followed him and wanted to jump on the window sill, but every time he hung on the window sill and stared at his calf desperately.

After being discovered, the boy picked up the cat, which was still struggling by the window sill, and ran away.

Begging on the street, in the end, one person and one cat cuddled each other and fell asleep.

From time to time, the boy looked at the cat in his arms and thought.

It's fine to go on like this.

That's it.

The cat in his arms purred, and the boy scratched its belly.

The cat flapped its paws and rolled over.

The corners of the boy's mouth slowly raised, and there was a slight smile in his eyes.

The author has something to say: Thank you little angels for your support (((o(*°▽°*)o)))