Transmigrated as the Cannon Fodder Abandoned by the Movie Star

Chapter 3: Trending

Gu Qingchi lived in a dilapidated and cramped tube-shaped building. The only bright spot was the Japanese ivy, which had grown all over the wall and was full of life.

In short, if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine the existence of this kind of building in a prosperous urban area. It was built among the glamorous buildings of the city, despite all difficulties, and it was filled with people who were struggling to survive at the bottom.

The lights in the corridor had been broken a long time ago, and it was dark. Fortunately, Gu Qingchi lived on the second floor, and it only took a little bit of effort to feel his way through the dark.

He was sharing the room with others. The landlord renovated the house into compartments. Within a few dozen square meters lived four or five people. The room, which was already cramped after placing just a bed, was the only private space. Even so, the house was in the downtown area, so rent remained high.

When Gu Qingchi entered, there were still people in the living room.

He wasn't even sure if it could be called a living room. Within the small room, there was a sofa. Except for a small area in front of the sofa, the rest of the space was full of boxes.

A woman in a spaghetti-strap dress was about to head out. Her eyelids were covered with blue eyeshadow, her eyelashes were brushed with an excessive amount of mascara, and her hair was still wet.

The two looked at each other before going about their own business. Those that were heading out went out and those heading in went in. Neither opened their mouth to speak to the other. The people in this house lived under one roof, but they all tacitly agreed to leave a bit of distance. They didn't ask too much about each others' lives.

Once Gu Qingchi came back, he entered his room. As soon as he opened the door, a Dragon Li cat meowed and stuck onto him, grabbing his trouser legs, trying to climb into his arms.

Gu Qingchi didn't like keeping pets, and he didn't plan to keep one either. He wasn't even able to properly take care of himself. Just thinking about being responsible for another life made him weary.

This cat chased after him on its own. At that time, it was only a few months old, thin and sickly to the point of being bones.

For a while, it guarded the entrance of the building every day, hiding in the Japanese ivy. Whenever it saw Gu Qingchi, it would move closer, and, when he was far away, it would angrily hide away again. In the evening, no matter how late Gu Qingchi came back, it would always jump out to greet him.

Gu Qingchi turned a blind eye, allowing it to chase after him with its short little legs, never once stopping for it.

Until one day, it showed up with a crippled leg. Its body was dirty, unlike how it had meticulously cleaned itself before. However, the moment it saw Gu Qingchi, it still happily ran towards him.

Gu Qingchi had never seen such a persistent cat.

That day, Gu Qingchi asked for leave and spent half a month's salary to treat its legs. He cleaned out a space for a cat bed in his already very small bedroom.

Gu Qingchi put the bag of food on the bedside table. The cat jumped into his arms just as he sat down.

It sat on Gu Qingchi's lap and raised its head to lick Gu Qingchi's chin enthusiastically. Unlike most cats, it liked to act cute and stick around Gu Qingchi all day.

Rather, it was Gu Qingchi who was cold and indifferent. He fed the cat and cleaned the cat litter every day as if they were obligations and nothing more.

Gu Qingchi grabbed its nape and lifted it up. It didn't even struggle, simply curling up its legs.

After being put down, the cat sat there obediently but still eagerly looked at Gu Qingchi.