The rotten egg and the hairball were in a dilemma for a while, looking at the tigers that were gradually moving away, and then looking back at Yang Huairen, not knowing how to choose.

Yang Huairen was even more reluctant, after all, he had been with the two tigers for a long time, and he never thought that one day they would leave.

When this day suddenly came, Yang Huairen still felt a little trance, and the fragments of memory began to hover in his mind.

In the back alley of the restaurant in the afternoon, two dirty and poor kittens, they would have shivered with fear at the sight of people, as if humans would hurt them, just like the bastard who used to treat furballs.

The rotten egg could have dodged on its own, but instead of leaving, it stayed next to the hairball, which was already injured and unable to escape.

When Yang Huairen appeared and slowly approached curiously, the hairball was wailing bitterly, as if he was chasing the rotten egg to let him ignore it and run away quickly.

But the rotten egg did not leave the furball and left by himself, but nervously erucked up his tail and the dirty hair, posing as if he was going to fight hard, maybe the "enemy" was indeed very strong, but it did not have the slightest fear at that moment.

It is going to defend its partner with its life, Yang Huairen thought to himself at that time, at that moment there seemed to be a warm current flowing in his heart, and the meaning of friends may be what the two kittens in front of him are interpreting.

Yang Huairen threw away the cigarette rolls in his hands, spread his hands, and signaled to them that he had no weapons, and the expression on his face softened, telling them that he had no intention of harming them.

Then he found a porcelain plate with a broken edge out of nowhere, and found some leftovers from the kitchen, put it in the porcelain plate, slowly approached the two kittens, stretched out his hand vigorously, and pushed the porcelain plate in front of them.

After that, he was afraid that the kittens present would not dare to eat the contents of the plate, so Yang Huairen took a few steps back, took out a cigarette and lit one, and looked at them from a distance.

The two kittens looked cautiously at the contents of the plate, their eyes only shining, and it seemed that they had not eaten for several days, but for a moment they could not believe that the contents of the plate were really edible.

Yang Huairen no longer stared at them tightly, but moved his gaze elsewhere, looking at the sky with only one line, leisurely swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

When I finished smoking a cigarette and went to see the two poor kittens, they were already cautiously lying on their plates and eating their contents.

Yang Huairen remembered very clearly, it was some leftover rice mixed with minced fish and meat, and there were a lot of them on that plate, but the two kittens had been hungry for too long, so they all ate them all, and even the plate was about to reflect the light.

Maybe Yang Huairen looked kind, or that the helpless man really didn't look like a threat, and when Yang Huairen took water again and poured it on the plate, the two kittens were no longer so wary.

Later, Yang Huairen bought potions and ointments to treat the hairball, although his medical skills were not as good as his cooking skills, but the hairball did slowly get better, from a little dirty cat that was about to bare buttocks, and from a new fluffy little handsome cat.

In this way, Yang Huairen set aside some of their favorite food for them every day after lunch and put it on that plate to feed them.

After a long time, they became friends, and countless leisurely afternoons, Yang Huairen put up an old-fashioned recliner in the back alley of the restaurant, smoking cigarettes and dozing off, rotten eggs and hairballs either lying at his feet or lying directly on him, enjoying the afternoon time together.

Yang Huairen came to the Great Song Dynasty for no reason, and he never thought that it was the two kittens who crossed over with him, but their souls were worn on the two tigers, and they became Yang Huairen's guardians.

Despite this, they rarely show their ferocious beastliness, in essence, the tiger's body does not change the character and habits of their two gentle kittens, only when Yang Huairen encounters danger, they will burst out of their primitive wildness, using their beastly body to protect their master.

A person can really feel happy to have such two intimate pets and companions in his life.

But for now, this happiness may be coming to an end.

Yang Huairen wants to keep the rotten egg and the hairball, maybe there is no need to say anything, as long as he puts on a heartbroken look, I believe that the rotten egg and the hairball will not be unable to understand his feelings, and he will naturally be reluctant to leave him.

But Yang Huairen felt that he was too selfish to do this, everyone should have their own life, and they should all have the right to choose what kind of life they want to live.

Although rotten eggs and hairballs are tigers, in Yang Huairen's eyes, they should have such power just like people, if the two of them are unhappy and forcibly leave them, why bother?

And there is one thing that Yang Huairen also took into account, rotten eggs and hairballs are both males, and they are now grown into adults, so they should naturally have their lives.

Only by returning them to nature can they seek their mates, mate, and reproduce their own offspring.

How can Yang Huairen deprive Yang Huairen of this?

Yang Huairen remembered that idiom, Saiong lost his horse, how do you know if it is a blessing? So what will happen if Huairen loses the tiger?

At the very least, Yang Huairen has happy memories with rotten eggs and hairballs, and if they lose them, Yang Huairen may be sad for a while, but in exchange for the happiness of the two of them in the future.

Thinking about this, Yang Huairen felt that he had figured it out, he stepped forward, and the rotten eggs and hairballs also leaned towards him, just like before, Yang Huairen held their big heads one by one, sandwiching his little heads between them.

Even if it's goodbye, let's hug each other. Yang Huairen finished hugging, stood up and pointed in the direction where the tigers were leaving, and motioned to the rotten eggs and hairballs, as if to say, "Let's go, catch up with them, and live the free and easy life that should belong to you." ”

The rotten egg and the hairball quickly understood what he meant, and began to walk in the direction of the dense forest, but every few steps, they had to reluctantly turn their heads to look at Yang Huairen, and howl a few times, and the cry was full of attachment.

The more such parting scenes, the more Yang Huairen couldn't control his emotions, and his heart was always entangled, and the two lines of tears couldn't help but flow.

He turned abruptly, stood there with his hands behind his back, and raised his head, hoping that the tears would not flow unbridledly.

The rotten egg and the hairball understood Yang Huairen's state of mind very well at the moment, glanced at each other, ran violently, and disappeared into the dense forest in a blink of an eye.

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