I became a regular visitor at the Bạch family’s home.
As they celebrated Lunar New Year together, Mrs. Bạch rested a hand on her belly, her face glowing with happiness, and said she was pregnant again.
That was wonderful news.
Tiểu Bạch happily spun in circles on its own little chair.
Mr. Bạch handed Tiểu Bạch a chicken wing.
“Tiểu Bạch, you’re going to have a little brother and a little sister soon!”
I looked at the happy family, my eyes clouding with tears.
Come to think of it, Tiểu Bạch really was a long-lived cat.
At this age, Tiểu Bạch was considered middle-aged for a cat, but it was still as lively and playful as ever.
I took it to the veterinary hospital for a checkup and found that all its bodily functions were still intact.
I let out a sigh of relief and felt reassured.
I was deeply grateful to Haisha, the girl who had appeared out of nowhere and then vanished completely.
She was the one who had secured justice for Bạch Lộ, and she was the one who had brought Tiểu Bạch to us.
I hoped Tiểu Bạch and I could stay by Mr. and Mrs. Bạch’s side at least until they grew old, and I believed Tiểu Bạch could remain with us for a long, long time.
Because in the end, it was her.
—THE END—