Su Muyao thought of her pet cat, and her heart was filled with a deep sense of longing and sentimentality.
For so many moments, it was the pet cat that accompanied her.
On stormy days, sometimes when she woke up, it was right beside her, and she wouldn't feel uneasy.
It even covered her with a blanket when she kicked it off at night, pulling it over her with its mouth.
After a whole day's busyness, when she came home at night and opened the door, she would see it waiting by the door for her return.
During meals, it also lay beside her. She usually fed it cat food, but sometimes it would look at her food and meow, so she would feed it some, and they would eat together.
Thinking of those times, the little moments were so warm, bringing a gentle glow to her eyes.
Unfortunately, later on, it passed away.
Su Muyao's eyelashes fluttered lightly as she lowered her head slightly, hiding the sadness in her eyes.
