On how to cute and blacken the master

"Meow~" The thin voice came softly from the small snowdrift, it was inaudible.

The boy stepped forward carefully and slowly, gently brushing away the snowdrifts with his hands.

A snow-white cat lay awkwardly in the snow, almost blending into its surroundings.

The cat seemed to have noticed him, and slowly opened its eyes. It stared at the boy with its big clear and round eyes like sapphires, and shook its small pointed ears. The scarred figure tilted his head and called out at him——

"Meow~"

The soft little milk voice made his heart tremble.

From then on, the fate of one person and one cat intersected like two parallel lines.

……

The snow fell heavily, and a piece of pure white enveloped the quiet village.

In the humble house, the corners of the walls were covered with cobwebs, and the cracks in the walls were filled with straw, but the cold wind still came in.

"Just this little money? You won't even be able to make money if you're an immortal!" The woman slapped the change of less than ten yuan on the dining table, glaring at the boy in front of the dining table who was hanging his head.

The little boy standing in front of the dining table was not as tall as the dining table, and he didn't even wear any clothes. He only wore a pair of big pants that didn't match his thin body. The big pants were full of yellow or black stains.

Hearing the loud sound of the table being slapped, the boy shrank unconsciously.

"Wow~" The woman's baby girl suddenly burst into tears in the room.

The woman glared at the boy, "Let's let you go today, you bastard, and get out of the house, I think it's an eyesore!" After speaking, she twisted the boy's arm severely.

The boy was kicked by the woman and pushed the door forcefully, and the door was locked by the woman from the inside.

"Damn it, don't even think about entering the house if you don't make any money tomorrow!"

Looking at the warm light from the window, the boy slowly lowered his head.

The wind blew past, hitting the shirtless boy like a knife.

"Gu..." His stomach suddenly made loud noises.

The little boy was a little disappointed looking at the ground that had been covered with snow.

Can't dig through the garbage to eat.

The boy rubbed his stomach, then grabbed the snow on the ground and stuffed it into his mouth as if he was not afraid of the cold.

While stuffing snow into his mouth, he ran towards the vegetable field.

In the bitter cold wind, the little boy was running in the snow with his upper body bare and his feet bare. He ran so fast that he fell and his whole body was buried in the icy snow.