Xiaoxiao under the wind and rain

Chapter 252 (Weekend)
The last rays of the setting sun cast a warm halo on the child and the cat. The cat lay quietly on the child's hand, telling the child its existence with its breath and heartbeat, and the child gently stroked it. , responding to the cat, her presence.

The daily life of running around for trivial matters can be described as lifeless and ordinary, but I accidentally learned that the cat in the fat old lady's house downstairs has given birth to kittens, each of which is orange and white, less than half a year old moon.

At first I only saw one, it walked slowly, the afterglow of the sunset shone on its body, and coated its already orange and fluffy hair with a circle of light yellow down, it walked very carefully every step , taking every step towards the unknown world, its pupils are blue-gray, a little dim, probably because it was just born, but it still explores firmly and bravely.

It's so cute, I'm thinking silently in my heart.My wife seemed to understand my mind and told me that I could touch it, but now the big cat is not here.I stroked its head lightly, and it seemed to be frightened, its body trembled, and it remained motionless. I turned around and asked my wife what to do, and my wife just said, "It's okay, let me touch it."I touched it again cautiously, very lightly, very lightly, trying to appease its nervousness, maybe it felt it, and gradually stopped trembling.There seems to be a safe barrier between me and it, silently allowing me to touch it, and I gently follow the down that is coated with a layer of light yellow afterglow.

The wife said that I can hold it up, just pinch the neck. I gently passed the two claws in front of it with my right hand, and then lifted it up lightly. At that moment, I felt its tenderness. heartbeat.Then I patted its small head with my left hand. It was very obedient, lying on my hand, breathing quietly, conveying the existence of life to me.

Its fur is very soft and soft, which is a unique characteristic of newborn kittens.Its bones should not be considered hard, and they are small to the touch, one by one. I dare not use force for fear of hurting it.Its heartbeat was a little fast, but it gradually eased down later, and its breathing gradually became steady.For a moment, the whole world seemed to be only me, it and the last afterglow of the sunset. Time did not dare to disturb us, and the afterglow of the sunset quietly walked into the night.

The kitten lay quietly on my hand. Its breath and heartbeat told me the existence of life. I gently stroked it to respond to its existence. The afterglow of the setting sun stretched our shadows very long.Whether it is it or me, it is the best gift from heaven, even if it is plain and long, but the name of this gift is life, and it is the best gift in trivial life.
(End of this chapter)