"Perhaps A Ming went to feed the cats."
The thin old man said this to the young man behind him.
"Feed the cats?"
Xiao Xiao asked cooperatively.
"Mm."
The thin old man shook his head. "If her health allowed it, A Ming would definitely keep cats at home."
"But she isn't in good health."
"She can barely take care of herself, let alone cats."
"However, although she gave up keeping cats at home, she always brought food to feed the stray cats."
"She has been doing it for many years."
"She's really managed to keep it up all this time."
"Those stray cats are very close to her when they see her."
The thin old man sighed with feeling. "A Ming always feeds the cats at a fixed time."
"But sometimes, when she isn't feeling well, she'll find time later to make up for it."
"It's already past the time she usually feeds the cats."
"But she isn't at home, so the most likely possibility is that she went to feed the cats."
"She really hasn't been feeling very well these past few days."
"Ah~"
The thin old man shook his head. "She's in such poor health herself, yet she keeps thinking about those cats."
"She should think more about herself."
The thin old man prattled on to Xiao Xiao.
Xiao Xiao opened the lower door for the old man before he could do it himself.
The thin old man narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Young people these days are so polite."
"The place where A Ming feeds the cats isn't far."
"It's just around the corner ahead."
Hm?
The thin old man's words reminded Xiao Xiao of the old woman he had just encountered on the way downstairs.
She had also headed toward the corner.
And she had indeed