Missing Pet

It was the year I was at my hungriest.

I used to sneak over to the neighboring courtyard to keep the newly arrived Young Master company while he ate.

“Do you want some fish congee? Braised pork? Big crabs?”

He stared at me and shook his head at every offer.

Yes! Perfect! It was all mine!

I gradually went from looking like a bamboo pole to becoming soft and healthy.

A year later, people came to take the Young Master away.

I clung to him, wailing miserably.

I couldn’t bear to part with those fragrant, delicious meals-

The Young Master’s face was grim. “Wait for me. I’ll come back for you.”

Five years later, word spread that a ruthless, high-ranking figure in the capital was searching everywhere for his lost pet.

I did a little digging.

Tangxi?

Hey, that pet has the same name as me.