The Little Sweet Cutie Always Think That He Is a Stand-in

The milky cat was meowing just behind the trash can not far away, but Lin Ran couldn't see it because there was a trash can blocking his view.

He looked around subconsciously, and found that there was no one around. He bit his lip before boldly walking over. From a small distance, he turned his head and looked behind the trash can.

There was a sound coming from a small cardboard box. The little orange kitten was climbing on the edge of the cardboard box and poking its head out.

But because its body is too small and its limbs are slender, no matter how hard it tries, it can only expose a pair of ears and eyes, so anxious that the little milk cat keeps "meowing" inside.

"Little kitten?" Lin Ran's eyes revealed surprise, he walked over and stretched out his finger to gently tap its head.

The little milk cat didn't have any strength, and the box was a bit high, so when Lin Ran touched it, it fell down weakly, fell into the box and then lay on its back, "meowing".

"Yes...I'm sorry, but I didn't use any strength." Lin Ran hurriedly apologized softly. Although he didn't use any strength, he still pushed the kitten off the side of the box.

Fortunately, the little milk cat didn't hold grudges, and quickly got up again, climbing up the edge again.

In the evening, the sky darkened very quickly. Lin Ran wasted a little time, and the sky became darker. He squatted next to the trash can for a while, afraid that someone would come over, and finally picked up the kitten and the box. With the things I just bought in my hand, I took some difficult things back to the house I just rented.

The small house that Lin Ran rented was originally backlit, so even during the day, not much light would penetrate in, let alone in the evening, when he opened the door, it was already dark inside. He turned on the light and put his things on the table. After searching for a while, I found a small container, put some water in it, and put it in the box for the cat to drink.

"Little cat, drink water."

Lin Ran squatted beside the box and watched.

The little milk cat inside was probably really thirsty, and smelled the water, so he buried his head in it and started to drink it.

A smile appeared on Lin Ran's face, and he stretched out his finger to poke again. This time, he subconsciously lowered his pressure. The kitten was drinking water and ignored him. Rubbed the cat's fur.

When he went to the convenience store, he didn’t hear the meowing of the cat. He had it when he came back, and it was still packed in a box. It was probably thrown out by someone whose cat was born and couldn’t be kept. The cat was quite clean.

After drinking the water, Lin Ran looked again, he didn't seem to have anything to eat here, so in the end he could only take the steamed stuffed bun that Aunt Wang gave him, tear it into small pieces, soak it in water and give it to the kitten .

Fortunately, the kitten was not picky about food, so he ate some in small bites, and looked at Lin Ran in the box when he was full.

One person and one cat stared at each other.

After a while, Lin Ran tentatively reached out to touch it, but the little kitten in the box shrank its head back as if frightened, and refused to let him touch it.

When Lin Ran wanted to take back his hand in disappointment, when he moved, the little milk cat jumped up again, propped its two hind paws on the ground, and held Lin Ran's fingers with its front paws, not allowing him to take it back.

The little milk cat didn't stretch out its nails, but hugged Lin Ran softly with its little pads. Lin Ran was taken aback for a moment, and the brilliance appeared in his eyes again.

"Do kittens like Ranran too?"

The little milk cat yelled again, Lin Ran wandered outside for several days, until now, he finally showed a smile.

"The little cat is with Ranran and the baby, okay?" Lin Ran murmured softly, afraid of scaring the soft little guy.

The kitten didn't answer him, but just looked at him with bright black eyes, probably because its hind legs were tired and had no strength to support it, so it let go of Lin Ran's fingers and retracted them into the box, curled up into a ball after eating and drinking.

Lin Ran hasn't slept well for the past few days. Now that he finally has a place to live, he is also very tired. He looked at the small house, then stood up with his waist supported, and simply cleaned the floor of the living room. Then he opened the bedding brought by Aunt Wang, laid it next to the cardboard box, and lay down with his clothes on.

Lin Ran hugged his backpack and touched his hungry stomach with the other hand. He lay down on the ground with his clothes on, turned on the light, and soon fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, Lin Ran felt that his body was too hard, and woke up in a daze. He stretched out his hand to touch Song Zhixu, but he didn't touch Song Zhixu. He opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the strange small room. After realizing it, there is no Song Zhixu here now.

We may never see Song Zhixu again in the future.

Lin Ran's tears couldn't stop again, streaming down the corners of his eyes, he bit his lip and wept silently.

"Meow~"

He didn't know how long he had been crying, but Lin Ran suddenly heard a cat meowing. He opened his tearful eyes, and two little furry paws appeared on the top of the cardboard box, climbing the edge of the box. He came out of the box and looked at Lin Ran.

Lin Ran was stunned for a while, thinking that his crying probably woke up the kitten, he apologized softly, then carefully took out the kitten, put it beside him, and slowly stroked its back.

The little milk cat was comfortably touched by Lin Ran, so it lay on its stomach on the quilt, made a "purr purr" sound, and did not move.

Lin Ran also lay down beside him, his eyes were still wet, and he fell asleep again after a while, unable to withstand the drowsiness.

This time, Lin Ran slept until it was bright, and a ray of light coming in from the window hit his face, which woke him up.

Lin Ran was a little tired from sleeping with his clothes on, sat up from the floor, subconsciously touched his stomach, and after a while, he reacted belatedly and looked around him.

But last night, he was still lying beside his pillow, and the sleeping little guy had disappeared at some point. Lin Ran stood up in a panic, looked around the room, and whispered to him.

"Maomao? Where are you, Maomao? Are you hiding?"

Just as Lin Ran yelled a few times, the sound came from an unknown gap, and not long after, a little guy with orange patterns all over his body came out.

The little milk cat's tail was raised high, and its four paws, which were only as thick as thumbs, stepped on the ground, covering its head with ashes. They all rubbed against Lin Ran's trousers.

Lin Ran was not angry either, and knelt down and patted its little head lightly.

There was nothing to eat at home, only the steamed stuffed bun brought by Aunt Wang yesterday, each person and one cat ate one, and drank some cold water, it was breakfast.

After eating, Lin Ran remembered the white rabbit toffee he bought in the convenience store yesterday.

He found one and opened it for the little cat, but it just sniffed it and refused to eat it, so Lin Ran could only eat it by himself.

"Little cats can't be picky eaters, picky eaters are not good." Lin Ran whispered while eating candy, but the cat ignored him.

After eating a piece of candy, Lin Ran was in a daze for a while, then pulled himself together to clean up.

This old house has not been lived in for an unknown period of time. There is a lot of rubbish in it. The table is covered with dust except for the place he wiped before. There is a bed board in the bedroom, but it is also very dirty.

Lin Ran found a cleaning cloth, supported his stomach and slowly put away all the garbage, then wiped the table and the sofa in the corner.

The full-fledged kitten kept running at Lin Ran's feet. Lin Ran was afraid of stepping on it, so he put it back in the box. The kitten let out a dissatisfied "meow".

Lin Ran was quarreled for a long time, until he finished cleaning up and was so tired that he couldn't straighten up, then he let the little guy out, nodded his head and said.

"Maomao is not good at all, is it okay to call him Xiaobai from now on?"

Lin Ran's eyes darkened, and then he lowered his head and his eyes were red with sadness. He came out too quickly, and neither Xiaoguai nor Xiaoguai's wife came out. I don't know if Song Zhixu took care of them and gave them food. Is there any food left?

Lin Ran was sad for a while, changed his clothes and prepared to go out. He didn't have all the things he bought yesterday. There was no hot water or pot here. He could only cold buns and drink cold water.

But he doesn't know how to use electrical appliances, so he has to ask Aunt Wang.

Lin Ran packed up, put Xiaobai in the box, and went out.

After Song Zhixu came out of the hospital, he started looking for Lin Ran frantically. During the day, he drove around looking for Lin Ran. At night, when he was tired, he ate something and slept in the car.

The company has temporarily stopped, and the employees' wages are still paid, and the job is to find someone every day.

Within a few days, the entire commercial district in Beijing knew that Song Zhixu's daughter-in-law had left him and ran away, and Song Zhixu was going crazy.

But I have been looking for a week, and there is no news.

Song Zhixu hadn't changed his clothes for more than ten days. He couldn't wear them anymore, so he drove back to the villa to change.

When the car drove into the courtyard, Song Zhixu subconsciously looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows, but this time there was no one who was waiting for him at the window every day.

Song Zhixu pushed the car into the garage, and then walked to the door of the villa. His hands trembling when he pressed his fingerprints, his eyes were covered with fog even before the door was opened.

Before, every time he got off work and opened the door, Lin Ran would wait for him inside, and then rush over to hug him. This time he knew that Lin Ran was gone when he opened the door, but he couldn't help but have a little fantasy.

Song Zhixu stopped, straightened his clothes, tried his best to make a smile, and pressed his fingerprints again.

There was a "beep" at the door, and the door opened in response. The forced smile on Song Zhixu's face was still stiff, looking at the empty villa inside, he couldn't move his feet for a while.

He stood at the door for a long time before walking in. The room was empty, and the door hadn't been opened for more than ten days. There was only a faint smell from the wooden furniture.

"Of course?" Song Zhixu tried to call Lin Ran's name, but there was no response.

His heart felt cold for a moment, and his body trembled a little. The villa was so quiet that he could hear his breathing.

Song Zhixu stood in the middle of the living room at a loss, unable to move.

After a while, Song Zhixu stabilized his emotions, only to realize that there were some small sounds in the villa, like the sound of fingernails scratching lightly on the glass. He looked over and saw the fish tank on the coffee table. After starving in the bathtub for more than ten days, Song Zhixu's body froze suddenly when he poked his head to look at his two struggling turtles.

He walked over, hugged the fish tank with trembling hands, and finally couldn't help crying again.

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