, "Aw..."

That was the first time Ren Bei heard it barking. Its voice was hoarse, not like a cat's meowing, and it also had an obvious crying sound.

If the voice was heard at night, it would make people tremble in fright, thinking that they had encountered a ghost.

But the people who heard that voice at this moment, no matter whether they were in front of the live broadcast camera or after the live broadcast, no one thought about it.

"Aw..." Dabao lowered his voice and yelled, as if crying, and his eye sockets were also wet.

Ever since it was picked up by Ren Bei, it has been quiet, as if dead.

Until this moment, it has the appearance of being alive, crying and screaming.

Ren Bei didn't speak, just looked at it.

It barked, and after barking about a dozen times, it got up, limped and limped out slowly.

The little milk cat was a little disturbed when he heard its cry, but he followed behind him all the time.

When he came to the gap, Dabao squatted.

Ren Bei looked at it and picked it up.

Seeing this, the little milk cat got anxious, and howled fiercely at Ren Bei, not allowing Ren Bei to bully its father.

Ren Bei scolded his father and cried.

Holding Dabao in his arms, Ren Bei went to the operating table to check his feet.

Dabao remained obediently motionless the whole time, only wailing occasionally.But compared to before, it is a little more angry now.

Mu Zhiqing watched from the side, and he clenched and loosened his naturally hanging hands.

He seemed to see himself, the former him had the same eyes as Dabao.

At that time, Ren Bei was neither angry nor impatient in the face of countless urging horns. He just said with a regretful and sad expression why he didn't come earlier.

If he had come earlier, those cats could obviously be saved and survived.

At that time, Mu Zhiqing didn't understand why his heart, which had died long ago, suddenly started beating. It wasn't until later that he realized that it was because he had someone he liked.

His Ren Bei came to save him.

The author has something to say: Mu Zhiqing: Aww~ Aww~

Refill core:

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Song Ning'an, Ri Muchi, and a discus;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 3 bottles of discus; 1970's yogurt, 1 bottle of morning bird calls;

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