Xingyu stepped out of the car first when they arrived home.
On the lawn at the entrance of the courtyard, a small white cat lay on its side, fast asleep. In the warm, golden glow of the setting sun, its sleek fur shimmered with an orange hue, making it quite eye-catching.
Xingyu noticed it immediately, but she had no fondness for cute animals. She looked away, indifferent.
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