Seeing Meng Yuyao successfully traverse the intersection and turn towards the nursing home, He Tiantian felt an odd sensation.
It was as if she grasped something; she felt completely transformed.
"Ha-ha, I finally snatched it! I got the opportunity before the female lead!"
The voice in her mind was ecstatic, almost laughing to the skies!
Yet, He Tiantian only felt uneasy, like a thief who had stolen someone's treasure.
No, this isn't right!
This isn't who I should be!
"How is it not right? This is the most correct thing to do."
The voice in her mind was very certain, with not a hint of guilt, "Alright, the cat has been rescued, it's all good now, let's go home!"
He Tiantian looked down at the little cat in her arms, its fur stained with blood, and its right front limb contorted in an odd shape, and let out a pitiful meow. How could this be considered "all good"?
He Tiantian knew that her body wasn't particularly fond of cats.
