Strange Life of a Cat

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?Chapter 167: 167 Chapter 167: 167 The Calico Cat had settled in the East District courtyard.

Early in the morning, Zheng Tan had seen that fellow squatting by the flower bed facing Building B while dropping off Little Youzi at school.

Yesterday, the cat had followed Ermao to handle some matters and probably had been forcefully rejected by Ermao when trying to follow him back. Hence, changing strategies, it began guarding the entrance to the building.

Just like Li Yuanba had sought out an owner for himself, this one seemed to have similar plans, eyeing someone, and then simply showing up at their door.

Upon seeing Zheng Tan and Little Youzi, the cat just half-opened its eyes for a look, then continued to doze off. Its ears perked up, ready to spring open at the sound of the entry system’s “click.”

Although Zheng Tan didn’t know why the cat had become attached to Ermao, he felt that persuading someone like Ermao to adopt a cat would not be easy. His words when he first saw them squatted up in trees, “All cats are pure idiots,” already hinted at his deep-seated aversion to cats.

Today was devoid of sunshine, gloomy. Zheng Tan couldn’t nestle somewhere to bathe in the sun, so he walked around outside for a while. He had planned to play outside a bit longer, but when the skies suddenly began to drizzle, he hurried back. Upon returning to the courtyard, he saw that the cat was still squatting in the same spot, its ears quivering as raindrops fell on them.

The weather forecast yesterday predicted overcast skies today with light rain tomorrow, but the rain had started now, proving once again that only real-time weather reports were reliable. Looking at the sky, this rain was unavoidable.

With the rain, Zheng Tan wouldn’t have to pick up Little Youzi at noon. He could just wait at home for the meal, which was what he usually did on rainy days.

As he climbed to the third floor, Zheng Tan listened at Ermao’s door. Inside, there was the sound of talking, probably a phone call. If Ermao had already gotten up, he should have gone out to buy breakfast and would inevitably know about the Calico Cat squatting outside.

But ultimately, whether to adopt the cat or not was Ermao’s decision, and Zheng Tan couldn’t help him decide. There was no way Zheng Tan could help that Calico Cat since it had set its sights on Ermao.

After getting home, Zheng Tan unusually chose not to browse the internet on his computer. Instead, he lay at the bedroom door, watching the rain that fell increasingly heavily outside.

Noises swooshed from below. Zheng Tan looked over, and that cheeky bird was sticking its beak through the iron mesh to catch rainwater for drinking. It wasn’t because it was thirsty; from what Zheng Tan knew about it, the bird did this for fun. After a winter, Zheng Tan felt its character had worsened because it not only sang old songs but occasionally recited poems dramatically—allegedly something it had learned from kids during a visit to a hopeful primary school with its owner. What irritated Zheng Tan even more, however, was that the bird seemed to have learned to curse, though who had taught it that was anybody’s guess. One could only say the bird had a strong aptitude.

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