"Little...Tao?" Shan Laochie looked confused.
River nodded quickly, and then raised the little milk cat in front of Yamaguchi's eyes. "It's the cat I brought back last time. Didn't you tease it?"
Shan Lao suddenly remembered. He pulled up his hood uncomfortably and responded calmly, "I remembered."
River gently rubbed the kitten's soft fur, then looked around, feeling a little strange, "Why did Xiaotao suddenly run back? Is his owner here too?"
But apart from the sound of wind, there seemed to be no other sounds around.
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