Chapter 88 - 84: Ji He’s Past
In the afternoon, Xie Ying’an was still dragged out by Li Qingmo.
When it was 5:30 PM and they hadn’t returned, Qingran took the cat food and went out, as it had been a long time since she last fed the cats.
Perhaps for fear of stirring up memories of Ji Yanchen, or perhaps to reminisce about the fleeting moments of heartbeat she once had, on the last day before the evening self-study, she still made time for a visit.
The stray cats had survived the harsh winter, and by this time, one by one, they had grown noticeably fatter thanks to Aunt Liu’s feeding.
Qingran didn’t know how long a cat’s memory lasted, but clearly, these stray cats were a bit timid when they first saw her.
It took a while before they gathered around her, and with the arrival of summer, the branches of the old tree had become denser. Qingran stood up and looked up at the old tree.
The scene of the young man in black skillfully jumping down from the tree seemed as if it had happened just yesterday.
But now, under the dense leaves, there was no trace of that black shirt.
The setting sun sank to the west, and a few satiated stray cats were not in a hurry to leave, rolling around on the warm sunlit ground.
Qingran could no longer tell if the momentary palpitations she felt were an illusion, as people always tend to like beautiful things.
Ji Yanchen was untainted by the dust of the world, his personality as clean as a blank sheet of paper, his emotions undoubtedly pure, liking is simply liking, without any impurity.