teardrop cat

It was raining, Wang Junkai hurried home from school, when he passed by the alley, he suddenly heard

"Meow..."

A soft cat meow attracted Wang Junkai's steps to go home.Wang Junkai looked into the alley curiously, but found nothing. Just as he was about to leave, he felt a furry sensation on his ankle. He looked down and saw a pure white kitten with his eyes tightly closed. Instinctively rely on warm places.

Wang Junkai squatted down, and slowly approached the little milk cat's head with his palm, but he didn't dare to get close for fear that it would scratch him.

"Meow..."

"Ah...?" Wang Junkai was stunned for a moment by the warm heat source in his hand and the soft cry, and then he made up his mind to support the little guy who only took up half of his palm with one hand, and block the little guy with the other hand. forehead, and ran home.