<I'm a mouse in a trap, waiting for death...> After moving into the greenhouse, it had long since stopped hea…
<I'm a mouse in a trap, waiting for death...>
After moving into the greenhouse, it had long since stopped hearing people speak those familiar words.
Few spoke of mice these days, which seemed like a blessing—it no longer had to worry about sharing its mice. But to its dismay, the nest was now utterly empty. Not a single mouse remained.
An Yifei wouldn't let it venture outside in search of mice, and the greenhouse was spotless. Anxious, the cat meowed plaintively, pressing a paw onto the open book. Glancing down, An smiled warmly:
"Tian Xuan, huh? 'Heaven's Mystery.' Then you'll be the most majestic little cat in this whole greenhouse."