Ye Lan and Gu Baiyu were both very busy, leaving early and returning late every day. They would stay in the laboratory for the entire day, only able to return home late at night. But despite this, the two still made a fixed time to accompany Gu Rong.

Gu Rong himself was also very well-behaved. Compared to before, when he could never find his Daddy and Mommy no matter how he searched, now being able to see them every day already made him very happy. He was cheerful like a little bird every day.

When Daddy and Mommy went out to work, Gu Rong played accompanied by Uncle Wang.

The hot and stifling summer seemed particularly long. The high temperatures had a certain inhibitory effect on the virus; the world seemed to have returned to its normal track. But under Gu Baiyu and Ye Lan’s instructions, Uncle Wang never dared to take Gu Rong to crowded places.

Gu Rong was bored being cooped up at home. Every day he ate his fill, drank his fill, and slept, living the life of a little piglet.

One day, Gu Rong was truly too bored, unable to stand it anymore. When Uncle Wang was going out to buy groceries, he hugged his leg, the entire cub hanging onto Uncle Wang’s leg, insisting he take him along.

Gu Rong wrapped his two small arms around Uncle Wang’s leg, then locked his short little legs around Uncle Wang’s ankle, sitting on his foot like a little sandbag.

When Uncle Wang took a step forward, he dragged the little sandbag on his foot forward a bit.

Uncle Wang didn’t know whether to laugh or cry: “Little Young Master, it’s not that I won’t take you, but Sir and Madam specifically instructed that it’s very unsafe outside now. If I take you out, what if you get infected with the virus?”

Gu Rong said tenderly, “Zaizai can wear a mask!”

Uncle Wang: “Wearing a mask still carries risks. This virus is too terrifying; it gets in everywhere. What if Sir and Madam find out I took you out…”

Gu Rong held up a short little finger, shushing his mouth: “Shh! Zaizai not let Daddy and Mommy know!”

Uncle Wang: “…”

There’s surveillance at home, even if he doesn’t say anything, it can’t be hidden!

But Uncle Wang could also see that Gu Rong was really extremely bored. Keeping him locked up at home all the time wasn’t a solution either. After hesitating for a long moment, Uncle Wang sighed, helplessly compromising, deciding to take Gu Rong to a less crowded park for a stroll.

Uncle Wang picked up the little dumpling from the ground, paused, weighed him in his hands, and said: “Has Little Young Master gained some weight recently? Quite a bit heavier.”

Gu Rong pinched the soft flesh on his little chubby waist, then pinched his round, lotus-root-like arms, frowning his little eyebrows: “Zaizai eats, sleeps, eats, sleeps daily. Become a little pig.”

Uncle Wang looked at the Little Young Master with a face full of loving affection. Truly a fair, plump, cute little baby.

He put a small child’s mask on Gu Rong, brought along the scooter, and also brought Gu Rong’s Ultraman little backpack, packing some snacks, water, and tissues. Uncle Wang took Gu Rong out.

The scooter had a seat that could be folded up or down. Gu Rong grabbed the handlebars with his small hands, sat on the scooter, pushed off the ground with his little feet, and ziliu slid away.

Uncle Wang: “…”

Uncle Wang froze for a second, then quickly ran to chase after him.

Gu Rong was already a mini little thing. Riding the scooter while sitting like this, just a tiny little bundle, he looked ridiculously small. But though small with short legs, he slid quite skillfully, very fast.

Gu Rong slid ahead, Uncle Wang chased behind, literally using hundred-meter sprint speed to catch up. Encountering a downhill slope, Gu Rong put both little feet onto the scooter, his little face beaming with joy.

“Little Young Master, slow down!” Uncle Wang initially thought bringing the scooter would be convenient; carrying the little meat dumpling constantly was quite tiring. Who knew now he was chasing behind, even more tired, panting heavily, almost dying.

Arriving at the park, it was sparsely populated. Nowadays, everyone is cautious and doesn’t like coming out much. Fewer people were also good. Uncle Wang found a cool spot to sit down, watching Gu Rong ride the scooter.

Gu Rong rode the scooter for a while, his little face flushed red from the heat, his little forehead sweaty. He rode back, sat down beside Uncle Wang, stretched out his short little legs, preparing to eat something and drink some water to fill his little tummy.

Uncle Wang wiped his small hands with a disinfectant wipe and took out a roasted duck leg for him to eat.

Gu Rong took a bite aowu. His little baby teeth chewed the duck meat. As he chewed, his little head nodded up and down: “Zaizai loves big duck leg most!”

Uncle Wang thought to himself, What doesn’t Little Young Master love eating? He had never seen a baby love food more than Little Young Master.

Gu Rong rummaged through his Ultraman little backpack, took out a sandwich, and offered it to Uncle Wang, not stingy at all: “Uncle Butler eat!”

Uncle Wang smiled: “Uncle Wang not hungry. Little Young Master can eat it.”

Truly a considerate little padded jacket.

Gu Rong kicked his little feet happily.

Just then, his little ears twitched. He turned his head to look at a pomelo tree behind him. The tree was laden with fruit, small pomelos, slightly larger than oranges, looking very delightful.

And perched on the trunk was a small cat with glossy black fur and emerald green eyes. The cat’s face showed a trace of impatience and boredom. Seeing Gu Rong look over, it glanced at him lazily.

Gu Rong’s eyes lit up. He recognized this little cat; it was the one from his garden wall earlier. He immediately stood up from the ground and waved his small hand at the cat: “Little kitty cat! Hello!”

The little cat didn’t even meow, only its ears twitched slightly, completely ignoring the little dumpling.

Gu Rong held up the big duck leg in his hand: “Little kitty cat, you eat Zaizai’s big duck leg?”

Hearing the movement, Uncle Wang also turned his head to look, then paused. A gentle breeze rustled the pomelo leaves, but on the tree, besides the pomelos, there was no sign of a small cat.

Uncle Wang looked around, up and down, saw no cat, and asked strangely: “Little Young Master, where is the cat? Why didn’t I see a cat?”

The little cat was perched right on the main trunk of the pomelo tree, unobstructed, easily visible.

Gu Rong said, “Little kitty cat right here! Why don’t you see?” Pointing with the hand holding the duck leg, after pointing, he stuffed the duck leg into his mouth for a bite.

The duck leg was half-eaten. After taking a bite, Gu Rong took a clean tissue from his little backpack, spread it on the ground, placed the remaining large half of the duck leg on it, patted the ground with his small hand, signaling the little cat: “Little kitty cat eat.”

Little cat: “…”

Gu Rong looked up again, finding the tree branch empty; the little kitty cat had run off at some unknown point.

Gu Rong scratched his little head: “Little kitty cat gone? Did it go home?”

Uncle Wang: “…”

What little kitty cat!

Uncle Wang initially just thought Gu Rong’s eyes were playing tricks on him. But seeing Gu Rong now talking nonsense to the air, and even offering the duck leg to an invisible cat, he couldn’t help but worry.

This wasn’t normal for the Little Young Master. Just knew they shouldn’t have come out.

Uncle Wang said: “Little Young Master, it’s getting late. Let’s hurry back.”

Gu Rong had been out playing for half the day. Seeing the little kitty cat had gone home, he nodded his little head: “Okay, Zaizai also go home!”

Uncle Wang picked up the duck leg and tissue from the ground and warily led Gu Rong home.

Behind them, on the previously empty pomelo tree branch, a three-year-old cub appeared out of thin air. The cub had exceptionally high looks, skin white to the point of transparency, dressed in wide-sleeved ancient robes, with waist-length silky black hair, and topped with a pair of fuzzy animal ears. He leaned back against the tree trunk, arms crossed, legs hanging naturally, eyes initially closed. At this moment, He slowly opened His eyes, which were crimson red, their depths revealing neither joy nor sorrow.

–

Gu Rong hadn’t expected that it would be the last time he went out before the zombie outbreak fully erupted.

After summer ended, September arrived, the season when the golden osmanthus bloomed fragrantly. However, the sky rained down heavy snow. Snow in September – humanity welcomed a harsh winter.

The virus exploded comprehensively. Previously, only one or two people infected with the zombie virus appeared sporadically in various places and were quickly controlled, the news even suppressed. But now, zombies roamed everywhere on the streets; order was already facing collapse.

Gu Baiyu and Ye Lan became increasingly busy, sometimes not returning home for several days. But they still called Gu Rong’s telephone watch every day to talk with him.

Gu Rong was also very well-behaved, not crying or fussing, but a faint unease grew in his heart. He suddenly remembered that before, there was also a period when Daddy and Mommy worked every day and didn’t come home, or even if they came home, they wouldn’t stay for an hour. Later, Daddy and Mommy never came home again.

He waited at home for a long, long time, but Daddy and Mommy didn’t return. He could only go out to find them. He had been to Daddy and Mommy’s company before, but he was too young then, couldn’t remember the route, and got lost not long after leaving home. Afterwards, hiding from zombies, he couldn’t even find the way back home. And after that, he became a Little Zombie, but still never found Daddy and Mommy again.

Thinking of this, Gu Rong’s little face turned pale, the unease in his heart growing stronger.

Previously, Gu Baiyu and Ye Lan called Gu Rong every day. Gu Rong would anticipate the calls, watching his telephone watch in advance. But for two consecutive days now, his watch hadn’t rung. The home phone hadn’t rung either.

Gu Rong couldn’t stay still any longer. He decided to go out and find Daddy and Mommy.

Summer had just ended not long ago, yet now he needed to wear a down jacket and little cotton boots. Gu Rong was bundled up like a little bear, a scarf tied around his neck, wearing a brown little bear hat, feet stuffed into little cotton boots, the entire cub wrapped up tightly. Perhaps because he wore too many thick layers, Gu Rong’s little arms stuck out like a little penguin’s, unable to rest against his body when hanging down.

Uncle Wang said: “Little Young Master, let’s not go out. It’s freezing cold outside. Otherwise, just call Sir and Madam, ask if they can come back.”

Gu Rong was already struggling towards the door. Reaching the entrance, his clothes were too thick to turn his head; he could only turn his little body back and say in his milky voice: “Uncle Butler, Zaizai wants to find Daddy and Mommy! You help Zaizai call a taxi! Zaizai go self!”

Uncle Wang followed him out: “Aiyo, Little Young Master! Forget taxis, there isn’t even a shadow of a person outside now! What’s out there are just some…” He stopped himself from saying zombies, afraid of scaring Gu Rong.

“Anyway, Little Young Master, we are safest at home! The food stored in the basement is enough for Little Young Master to eat for several years! This villa was also specially designed by Sir and Madam, the protective facilities are very secure, enough to ensure Little Young Master’s safety.”

A newborn calf fears no tiger. Gu Rong wasn’t scared. Besides, without Daddy and Mommy, what was he doing here by himself?

Hearing Uncle Wang say this, Gu Rong huffed, stomped his little foot, and said: “Zaizai go self!” Saying he would go, he went. Turning around, he ran forward duang duang duang.

Light snow fell from the sky, flakes drifting down pususu. Running out of the villa, Gu Rong had just reached the corner when, running too fast on the overly slippery ground, he accidentally slipped and fell.

Luckily, he was dressed thickly and didn’t get hurt. Gu Rong lie on his back on the ground. Dressed too thickly, movement was inconvenient. He flailed twice but couldn’t get up.

“Meow~” A cat’s cry came from above his head.

Gu Rong’s movements paused. He rolled his eyes upwards but couldn’t see anything. Straining, he rolled over and finally managed to climb up from the ground, covered in snow.

Gu Rong ignored the snow on himself. Turning his head, he saw a small black cat squatting in the snow nearby. It was the same little cat he had encountered several times before.

“Little kitty cat, why you again?” As Gu Rong spoke, he unexpectedly rushed forward, hugged the little black cat, and lifted it from the ground.

The little cat’s body stiffened, its fur bristling for an instant. Perhaps it hadn’t expected this cub to suddenly grab it, caught completely off guard.

Gu Rong hugged the little cat, petting its fur with his small hand, gently patting its head.

Cat: “…”

For an instant, a terrifying and dangerous aura emanated from the cat, but it vanished in a flash, too quick to capture.

Gu Rong, completely unaware, took off his own scarf after holding the little cat for a while, wrapped the cat in it, found a clean spot sheltered from the snow, and put it down.

Gu Rong said: “Little kitty cat, goodbye. Zaizai, go find Daddy Mommy now. If you cannot find home, go to Zaizai’s home.”

The little cat still maintained its lazy appearance, a look of world-weariness and arrogance somehow visible on its feline face. The entire world was displaced and in chaos, yet this little cat remained sleek, black, and perfectly clean, untouched by the wind and snow.

Gu Rong pointed towards the villa behind him, then waved his small hand at the cat, and ran deng deng deng forward.