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Ziya was stunned as she left the zipper. Whose suitcase was this? Nothing inside belonged to her. As she thought back, she remembered the person at the station who had taken down a suitcase from the overhead rack that looked exactly like hers. At the time, she hadn't bothered to check.
Feeling speechless, she stood up and glanced at the time. It was about time to head downstairs for something to eat. She opened the refrigerator and, just as Sun Meng had said, it was fully stocked. With her mind preoccupied with her manuscript, Ziya didn't feel like cooking, so she grabbed a sausage and found a box of instant noodles in a cardboard box in the storage room.
She opened the noodle box and poured boiling water into it, breaking the sausage into pieces and placing them inside before covering it up. Ziya continued to brainstorm the story of the Lin Sisters, where Lin Wanyu and Li Darwen had met first, but a misunderstanding had turned their relationship upside down.
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Wan Yu and Wanru were twin sisters. Wan Yu had previously met Li Darwen and brought him home...
“Dad, this is Darwen,” Wan Yu proudly introduced Li Darwen to her father, Lin Yunfei, while linking her arm with his.
“Hmm,” Yunfei replied in a flat tone, his expression showing no signs of happiness at seeing his daughter bring home a boyfriend.
As a perfectionist, Li Darwen felt somewhat uncomfortable with Lin's indifference towards him. Although he managed to force a smile and greet, “Hello, Uncle Lin,” under Wan Yu's hint, he felt quite displeased inside.
At that moment, the sound of high heels clicking down the stairs echoed through the house, followed by a cheerful voice: “Oh! Look who’s back! It’s our Wan Yu! How’s it going? Enjoying living outside instead of coming home?”
“Sis, can you stop brainwashing me?” Wan Yu shot back at her twin sister Wanru with annoyance.
“Oh! Who is this?” Wanru asked as she descended the stairs, staring at Li Darwen and then looking back at Wan Yu.
Wan Yu ignored her sister's question and glanced at their father, Lin Yunfei, who was leisurely sipping tea and reading the newspaper on the sofa. She took Li Darwen's hand and turned to leave.
"Girl, if you're going to treat this as home, then don't bring outsiders back," Wanru shouted at Wan Yu's retreating figure.
Wan Yu turned around and looked at Wanru, saying, "I like my freedom. This house belongs to you and Dad. As a daughter, I shouldn't interfere in your matters with Mom. She gave birth to us, and even though she divorced Dad, she is still our..."
"Shut up! If you acknowledge your mother, then don't come to me," Lin Yunfei slammed the teacup down heavily on the tea table, her face flushed with anger as she shouted.
Tears brimmed in Wan Yu's eyes and could no longer be contained; they streamed down her cheeks. Her parents' divorce had already broken her heart. Was it really so wrong to visit her mother in the hospital? Why did Dad and Wanru have to treat her this way?
"Don't cry, let's go," Li Darwen said, not expecting his first visit here to turn into such an awkward situation. He felt uneasy and inexplicably lost; all he wanted was to leave.
With Li Darwen's support, Wan Yu walked out of the house. Behind them came the sound of Lin Yunfei shattering the teacup. At that noise, Wan Yu's body trembled; without looking back, she headed outside toward the apartment she shared with Li Darwen.
Once again at the hospital, Wan Yu looked at her mother, who was gravely ill. Her mother's once youthful face had turned gray and pale, and she lay on the bed like a frail child. The medical equipment nearby beeped rhythmically, and the heart monitor displayed a fragile heartbeat that fluctuated between life and flatline... Each sudden flatline tugged at Wan Yu's heart; she feared that moment would come.
After her parents' divorce, her mother left with another man. Years later, her mother suddenly reappeared before Wan Yu, crying and recounting how that unfaithful man had deceived her feelings and taken away the property divided from Dad. Now, during a recent illness, her mother was diagnosed with terminal breast cancer. Wan Yu quietly took money from home to pay for her mother's treatment and secretly withdrew cash from her father Lin Yunfei's company under his name to cover the expensive medical bills.
When Lin Yunfei discovered discrepancies in the accounts and questioned her, Wan Yu admitted it was her doing. Furious, Lin Yunfei ordered her to sever all ties with her mother. However, thinking of her mother's sorrowful gaze as she faced terminal illness, Wan Yu refused to yield to her father's threats and left home in anger. When the hospital called for Wan Yu to pay more hospitalization fees, she had no choice but to bring her boyfriend Li Darwen home in hopes of getting help from her father, leading to the earlier scene.
"Mom, you have to be strong..." Wan Yu whispered as she held her mother's frail hand.
Wearing an oxygen mask, her mother struggled to lift a hand to stroke Wan Yu's hair but ultimately let it fall weakly. Seeing this, Wan Yu hurriedly helped raise her mother's arm to touch her face. Tears streamed down onto her mother's dry arm as tears welled up in her mother's eyes.
After leaving the hospital, Wan Yu was heavy-hearted; her mother was on the brink of death but there was no money left for further hospitalization fees. If only Dad Lin Yunfei would sign a check, funds would promptly reach the hospital account. But... Lost in thought about this all along the way, she failed to notice the traffic lights changing until a screeching brake echoed through the air...
As the story reached this point, Ziya suddenly remembered the instant noodles and hurriedly stopped typing, moving her fingers away from the keyboard. She opened the noodle box on her desk, and a rich, buttery aroma wafted into the air.
She was already starving, and the enticing smell made Ziya's salivary glands go into overdrive. She swallowed hard, picked up a plastic fork, and was about to lift a twirl of noodles to her mouth when a scratching sound came from the door, reminiscent of a cat's claws scraping against it.
The noise was incredibly ill-timed; Ziya's appetite had just been ignited, but now it faded. She thought it might be that little creature called Little Catfish, so she quickly got up and walked to the door to pull it open.
"Meow..." To her surprise, it was a cat—a pitch-black cat with not a single stray hair on its body. When the cat saw Ziya, it paid no attention to her astonishment. It arched its back and fluffed up its fur as if afraid she would try to catch it.
Seeing that it was just a cat, Ziya didn't think much of it; her stomach was growling again. At that moment, she had no desire to play with the cat; all she could think about was getting those noodles into her belly. With that thought in mind, she returned to her desk and lifted the bowl of noodles, ready to fork another twirl into her mouth...
"Meow... Meow... Ah... Ah..." The cat's eyes glinted with mischief as it suddenly pounced at Ziya, its claws raised high, catching her completely off guard.
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