Nanjiang High-speed Railway Station.
On the platform, Yang Zeran and Zhao Tianxing were chatting idly together.
The high-speed train from Anjing slowly came to a stop. Shen Xin and Ding Yuwei emerged, each with a suitcase in one hand and a birdcage in the other, and both carrying a cat carrier on their back.
Tian Kui was there too, trotting closely behind them.
"Stop meowing! It's only been a few hours, can't you stand it?" Shen Xin called out to the carrier on his back.
Inside the cat carrier, Da Mei was letting out one blood-curdling screech after another. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought she was being tortured.
'I'll meow if I want to!'
'Let me out!'
Da Mei's meows grew even more pathetic.
Yang Zeran hurried forward, grabbing a suitcase first and grinning. "That must've been rough."
"What are you scheming?" Shen Xin immediately grew wary.
