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Early the next morning, Fang Xia got up early.
It wasn't a natural wake-up; it was the warmth of the cat's breath as it sniffed at Fang Xia's head that roused her.
"Hey! Hey! Hey!"
Fang Xia pushed the enthusiastic cat away with one hand while covering her mouth with the other to yawn. "I saved you, big guy, so don't cause any trouble. Can't I even get some sleep?"
The window was right next to Fang Xia's bed.
With the curtains drawn back, the first rays of sunlight streamed through the glass and directly onto Fang Xia.
As the light illuminated her body beneath her white short-sleeve shirt, the little cat tilted its head.
It reached out with its paw to poke at Fang Xia's shirt, wanting to see more clearly, but Fang Xia noticed the cat's movements.
Grabbing the soft flesh at the back of its neck, she lifted the entire cat.
Fang Xia looked directly into the little cat's eyes and said with a mischievous smile, "Oh, what do we have here? A little flirt? Come on, let me see if you're really a flirt."
With that, Fang Xia prepared to flip the little cat over to get a better look.
Feeling Fang Xia's actions, the little cat began to struggle but did not extend its claws.
Thus, Fang Xia was able to take a peek.
"Well, this is unexpected." Fang Xia released the cat onto the bed and poked its tiny body. "A male cat, and you're still such a flirt."
The little cat didn't understand but gently patted Fang Xia's hand.
"Hehe."
Fang Xia chuckled and turned to get out of bed.
Standing by the door next to a stone, Fang Xia brushed her teeth, spitting out foam that splattered around her mouth.
Seeing the cat at his feet, Fang Xia gently nudged it away with his foot.
"Go on, get your teeth cleaned. You're so curious."
The kitten squatted by the door, tilting its head, its shadow resting against the doorframe, quietly watching Fang Xia.
Fang Xia noticed the kitten's actions and found it amusing; cats are indeed creatures filled with curiosity.
"Come on, let's go. I'll take you home after breakfast."
"Meow."
Looking at the small cat that had devoured a pack of ham and four chicken legs but was only the size of a palm, Fang Xia fell silent.
He gently touched the kitten's round belly and curiously asked, "Aren't you afraid of bursting from all that food? Or were you thrown away because you ate too much and ended up at my place?"
The kitten didn't understand, tilting its neck and looking up at Fang Xia, "Meow, meow, meow."
"Stop meowing; I can't understand your cat language."
"Meow, meow, meow."
"I warn you, stop it."
"Meow, meow."
Fang Xia pinched his throat and let out a "meow."
The kitten tilted its head, staring at Fang Xia.
Fang Xia smiled and shrugged, "I told you to stop; it's so annoying."
He picked up the kitten and brushed off the black spots on its fur.
Standing up and adjusting his posture, Fang Xia cradled the cat in one hand against his abdomen. The kitten curled its tail and obediently sat in Fang Xia's palm, its soft little paws gently resting on his wrist.
"Let's go, I'll take you home."
Fang Xia asked several neighbors about the lost cat, but none of them had reported one missing.
Finally, a toothless old lady cheerfully said, "If you don't want to keep it, I can take care of it for you, young man."
Looking at the dog tied up at her doorstep, which was visibly underfed, Fang Xia firmly replied, "No thanks, ma'am. I'll take care of it."
"Hey, young man, if you want to keep it, why are you asking so many people? Wait... don't go..."
Pretending not to hear the old lady's voice, Fang Xia quickly turned and walked away.
Back at his doorstep, he looked at the kitten staring back at him and felt uncertain about what to do next.
He was someone who could even kill a turtle; how was he supposed to take care of a cat this size without letting it die?
With doubts about his own abilities, Fang Xia placed the cat on the bed.
"Hey, since you've entered my home now, I should give you a name," Fang Xia said as he stroked the smooth white fur on the kitten's back.
The kitten squinted its eyes and rubbed its head against Fang Xia's palm: "Meow."
"What should I name you?"
Fang Xia racked his brain and glanced around the room. His gaze swept over the table, books, pens... then landed on a tea bag.
This tea bag was bought by Jiang Wen for his studies, but Fang Xia only drank it when he was tired from gaming.
But calling it "Tea Tea" didn't seem right!
Gathering what little knowledge he had, Fang Xia pinched the small Bai Tuanzi: "How about I name you Ming Ming?"
"Meow?" The kitten tilted its head.
Fang Xia explained, "You see, this name carries a fragrance of green tea; it smells wonderful, just like you."
Burying his head in the kitten's soft belly, Fang Xia gently rubbed against it.
The kitten stubbornly pushed Fang Xia's big head away. Fang Xia lifted his head and raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you going to let me pet you?!"
Fang Xia extended his hands and playfully patted the kitten up and down, kneading it for a while before finally letting it go.
With a tuft of messy fur, the kitten cautiously curled up at the foot of the bed, extending its paw and swiping fiercely at the air a few times.
"Hahaha!!! You're so much fun."
Accompanied by Fang Xia's hearty laughter, the kitten welcomed its owner.
From that day on, Fang Xia always held the kitten while playing games. Whenever he lost or the internet disconnected, he would grab the kitten and take a deep breath of its fur before continuing to play another round.
Even when the kitten swatted at his face with its paws, Fang Xia pretended not to notice.
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