The name slipped out, and Ji Ting himself froze first. He seemed startled by how readily and affectionately he had said it, and quickly shook his head. "...I was just saying that. Once we find it a new home, its owner will give it a name."
Seeing how his words belied his feelings, Ji Yanzhi's eyes filled with an even deeper smile. "Don't you like this little thing? You've been holding it all this time without letting go. Why are you in such a hurry to give it away?"
Ji Ting fell silent for a moment, his gaze settling on the warm, soft little life in his arms. His voice was quiet but earnest. "Because I can't keep it. But I'll do everything I can to find it the most responsible owner."
"A responsible owner?" Ji Yanzhi raised an eyebrow and suddenly leaned closer to Ji Ting's face. "Then what do you think...about me?"
Ji Ting had not expected this turn at all. His eyes widened in surprise. "...Huh?"
"What's with that look? What, can't I keep it?"
"But...don't you dislike it?"
At that, Ji Yanzhi lowered his gaze to the little bundle curled up in Ji Ting's arms. He cleared his throat, his tone awkwardly reluctant. "Ahem. After looking at this little rag for a while, it doesn't seem quite so ugly anymore. It's tolerable, I suppose."
Ji Ting looked at Ji Yanzhi's profile, at how plainly uncomfortable he was despite his efforts to cover for himself, then glanced down at the oblivious kitten in his arms. A knowing warmth quietly rippled through his eyes, gradually becoming a distinct smile. So that's it...I understand now.
Hearing this, Ji Yanzhi had absolutely no idea what Ji Ting had understood. The next second, Ji Ting gently lifted the kitten in his