Nan Jiayan opened the door, inside were two cats sitting on the entrance stand. When the lights came on, their big round eyes looked at him. Buxia, the little fellow, even let out a 'meow,' seemingly having spotted Lu Shishu cradled in his arms.
"Biuqiu, help Dad close the door." Nan Jiayan glanced at them, carrying Lu Shishu without turning back, straight to his bedroom. He gently laid her on the bed, thoughtfully helped remove her coat and shoes, covered her with the blanket, and gently checked her forehead with the back of his hand. He felt relieved when he found nothing unusual.
These two little guys had followed Nan Jiayan and Lu Shishu as they went in. Biuqiu, a male cat, was colder than Buxia, not fond of clinginess and pampering, but much more obedient. It had already mastered such door-closing tasks long ago, even teaching Buxia.
