Third Comb

r the exciting events that occurred today, Jiang Tiao was hit with insomnia.

Jiang Tiao toss and turn in her bed but still couldn’t fall asleep.

She pulled back the cover and climbed out of bed.
She put on a coat and walked outside.

It is already deep into the night and the hotel's courtyard is dead silent.
The ginkgo leaves were dyed half-green as the sweet scent of the osmanthus floated into her nose.

The scene is filled with golden yellow as the wind rustled the grass, softly humming in the autumn night.

Jiang Tiao held her room card between her fingers, flipping it back and forth.

She walked down the cobblestone road for a while when she suddenly saw a large black shadow on the edge of the flowerbed at the end of the road.

Looking at it, it looks like there is a man crouched there.

After another two-step, Jiang Tiao recognized that man.

Fu Ting Chuan.

His hair is as dark as night.

His shoulders are also very broad.
Even when he is crouched down, he does not look servile.

It’s just that his chin is proudly raised up.
He took something from his left hand and threw it into the grass.

The distance between her and him is getting shorter and shorter until Jiang Tiao heard him continuously urge.

“Eat…..come on, eat….”

“Mr.
Fu?”

Jiang Tiao didn’t know whether she should say hello or not to disturb him.
However, she had already complied with 80% of what her heart wanted to do.

The other party slightly looked up.
When he saw Jiang Tiao, he implicitly smiled, “Miss Jiang.”

Jiang Tiao was undoubtedly surprised that he remembered her name.

Fu Ting Chuan dropped the thing in his hand before he stood up and dust off his hand.

“What are you looking at?” Jiang Tiao asked while she got closer to the flowerbed.

Behind the short bushes lies a snow-white cat.

It is the most common cat breed, very skinny and its face is very sharp.

There are always a lot of stray cats near the hotel, especially in locations where filming takes place.
Stray animals will appear in places where there are a lot of people.

“Stray cat.” Fu Ting Chuan stuck his hand in his pocket, “I came out on a late-night run.
When I came over, he looked at me and cried out.”

This time, Jiang Tiao crouched down and wrapped her arms around her knees while she looks at the white cat.

Then, she spotted on top of the cat’s head small broken pieces of bread, “You were feeding him bread?”

“The front desk only had this.” Fu Ting Chuan plainly said this, his voice sounding above Jiang Tiao’s head, “But he hasn’t eaten any.”

He sounded as if he had not been prepared for what was to happen this autumn night.

When Jiang Tiao heard the dissatisfaction in his voice, her eyes couldn’t help but curve like crescent moons, “Cats can't eat too much of this.”

“It’s about to starve to death and it is still picky!” The man deliberately berated the cat.

The small pitiful thing didn’t move and only trembled.

Jiang Tiao stood up, “I’ll go to the front desk and ask if they have any ham.
Even though cats can’t eat too much of this, it is okay to eat some to keep them from starving.”

She turned around and walked back to where she came from.

Fu Ting Chuan glanced at her retreating back before looking back at the little white cat.