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The Secret of Cat Birthdays
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I got home after working late until ten o'clock. The house was dark, with only a candle flickering on the dining table. Could it be a candlelit dinner? Has Xiao An finally come to his senses? My heart leaped as I approached.
"Wow, today isn't your birthday, nor is it mine. Why are we celebrating Huanhuan's birthday?" I exclaimed.
In the video, Liu Lan's innocent face was filled with surprise as she tugged at Xiao An's cheek, her voice teasing. "Come on, Huanhuan's birthday just happens to be on the same day as mine! It's just that I couldn't celebrate with her this year, so why are you teasing me like this?"
I stood there in shock. Xiao An calmly avoided Liu Lan's hand, his expression cold. "That's enough."
Liu Lan pouted. "A An, are you still mad at me?"
Xiao An replied, "I'm not angry; it's just that I'm with Zhou Yun now."
"I know," Liu Lan said, "I was just too excited and couldn't help myself. I just wanted to see Huanhuan —"
"Let's do a video call another time," Xiao An interrupted.
"Alright then, give Huanhuan a kiss," Liu Lan insisted.
Xiao An casually tapped the screen.
Liu Lan hummed a tune and ended the video call. It was only then that I realized Liu Lan had returned and had specifically chosen this moment to video call Xiao An to celebrate Huanhuan's birthday.
I felt like an unnecessary fool.
Why did I have the feeling that I was looking for a second marriage?
But I liked Xiao An.
Xiao An had repeatedly assured me that he no longer had feelings for Liu Lan.
He had been gazing at Huanhuan, and only then did he turn to look at me.
"Zhou Yun, why are you back?"
I forced a smile. "I worked overtime today, so I got back late."
He let out a sigh of relief. "I was just about to celebrate Huanhuan's birthday with you, but then Liu Lan suddenly video-called to see Huanhuan."
On the dining table sat a mango cake and some cat treats.
I paused in silence and squatted down beside Huanhuan.
Huanhuan remained wary of me, its tail held high and fur all fluffed up.
Xiao An walked over. " Huanhuan is still afraid of you, but I believe it will grow fond of you over time."
I instinctively asked, "Why did you buy a mango cake?"
Xiao An replied, "Don't you like mangoes?"
I said, "I'm allergic to mangoes."
Xiao An froze for a moment. "I'm sorry, I thought..."
He thought that whatever he liked to eat, I would like as well.
Had he forgotten?
That day, one of his friends let it slip in a message.
Every year on Huanhuan's birthday, it was also Liu Lan's birthday.
Seeing my contemplative expression, Xiao An explained:
"Liu Lan grew up in the countryside, and her family never celebrated her birthday. The first time I celebrated her birthday was after she rescued a kitten. So this year, when Huanhuan's birthday came around, she was very excited..."
I interrupted him, "Yeah, I understand."
Xiao An visibly relaxed. "Let's make a wish." He lowered his head to make a wish over the candles. "I hope Huanhuan grows up healthy, and I also hope that Zhou Yun and I get better and better."
After saying that, he blew out the candles. I looked at his profile, somewhat lost in thought. Was he celebrating the cat's birthday or his ex-girlfriend's?
Xiao An ruffled my hair, "What are you daydreaming about?"
I shook my head. At that moment, I felt a warm presence by my feet. It was Jianjian. It rubbed against my leg and let out a soft whine.
I snapped back to reality and picked up Jianjian, only to find it was quite thin. My expression changed immediately. "Did you forget to feed Jianjian today?"
Xiao An shot me a guilty glance. I understood then. He had forgotten to feed Jianjian and didn’t want to deal with it himself, so he let Jianjian go hungry until I got back.
I carried Jianjian to the kitchen and poured some dog food for it. Jianjian was starving and gobbled it down eagerly, finishing in no time.
Xiao An walked over and squatted beside me, gently stroking Jianjian's head.
"Zhou Yun, I'm sorry."
I remained silent.
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