Chapter 8: 04 As long as she's doing well

  During class, the cat didn't say a word, staring out the window, and every time she turned her face, all he could see was the back of her head, his line of sight reaching to the back of her hand, making his heart skip a beat. Although the wound had already scabbed over, but... that one time, it must have hurt a lot.

  Jing really wanted to ask, but never had the chance. Miao Ni seemed to be deliberately keeping a distance from herself, probably afraid of getting involved. That's right, she was so weak and always unable to help at critical moments, still needing others' protection... Better keep a distance from Miao Ni, lest she gets dragged down too.

  But... But a cat must need friends, right? At this time, it must be even more necessary for someone to fight side by side with her.

  It's been entangled like this, and the two little people in my head are almost fighting. At this time, the bell rang suddenly, and the classmates cheered and rushed out of the classroom with their bags. Cat Ni also stood up from her seat, packed up her things and prepared to leave.

  "He... suddenly grasped her hem, his voice very low, but he had already mustered up a great deal of courage."

  "What?" The cat didn't turn around, asking coldly.

  "Your hand... is it okay? Actually, I didn't need your help with the cat..."

  Before she could finish speaking, Catnip had already furrowed her brow, her tone laced with impatience: "Just take care of yourself, don't come and manage me. My affairs don't need you to worry about, you can't help much anyway."

  It's easy to imagine the people behind him hearing these words, their faces filled with an indescribable mix of shock and sorrow, their pure eyes slowly dimming, like a faint light being extinguished bit by bit.

  Although she had imagined countless times, but at this moment, truly hearing the answer from the cat's mouth, it was so cruel. She used a lot of strength to hold back the tears that were about to fall and let go of her hand.

  The cat-like figure hesitated for a moment, then quickly left, walking out from the back of the classroom. She didn't want anything to happen to her, as long as she could be fine, and if it meant being ruthless, she could do that too.

  She lowered her head, clenched her fists, as if trying to endure with all her might, her vision blurring into a mess. A moment later, she exhaled white air, as if expelling all her energy, slowly unclenching her fists, and packing up her things.

  There's nothing to be sad about. Just tell yourself she just didn't want you to get hurt, that's all.

  A drop of tear fell on the book, and the white cover was instantly softened. The pain from the heart spread bit by bit, numbing the entire chest cavity.

  After walking out of the school gate, she didn't immediately go home, but instead took a bus to the local police station. She thought about how Liang Chen had been living in prison for the past few days, and how his refined face had become expressionless like a god of death. In the past, even when he wasn't very happy, when they were together, he would occasionally show a hint of shyness, reveal a thread of joy, or even get angry and jealous.

  But that day, she saw a good omen... just like that boy with dark eyes back then. Numb and senseless, not a glimmer of light could be seen, as if even his soul had been given up, the whole person was empty.

  How could this be? Even after leaving his own years behind, he didn't become a better person, yet how could he have killed his own father? She really couldn't believe it.

  What exactly happened during those days when he left the orphanage.

  The cat was filled with doubts, swaying on the bus, and there were fewer and fewer passengers. The road to the prison was almost devoid of human shadows.

  "We're here." With the driver's low voice, the cat got up from its seat and jumped off the bus.

  Two policemen with guns stood at the gate of the prison, like sculptures without any expression. The sky was dark and the wind blew strongly. A cat licked its dry lips and walked in with its head down.

  The police officer gave her a cold glance and didn't say much.

  Author's words: I've been busy lately, so the updates have been less frequent. Here, I'd like to apologize to everyone. However, after this period of time, I will continue to update quickly! Also, it won't be long before you all must continue to support me, or else I'll lose my collection and it's really sad...