Translator: AlfredoPoutineSoup  Editor: DesTheSloth
Ma Houde passed some tissues to Shen Meihuan, and then he looked at Gu Feng who was apparently calm, âHello, Mr. Gu, I am Ma Houde. Would you mind if I asked you some questions?â
âOf course not.â Gu Feng took a deep breath and barely answered.
Ma Houde nodded, âWhen was the last time you saw Gu Jiajie?â
Gu Feng thought for a moment, and hoarsely said, âLast night, about half past eleven. I chatted with him before I went to bed, butâ¦â
âDoes you son have any enemies or acted abnormally recently?â Ma Houde ignored his expression and continued.
Gu Feng shook his head, âMy son is very sensible. He never causes troubles and is very filial⦠Recently, thereâs nothing unusual.â
âDid you give a cell phone to your son?â Ma Houde went on.
âYes, I have.â Gu Feng said, âThe latest-version mobile phone. It was a summer vacation gift for his good results last semester. I went to buy it with him!â
âWell⦠Mr. Gu, we are not sure about the cause of death of your son.â Ma Houde slowly said, âBut I want to take your sonâs cell phone back and check your sonâs room. Whatâs more, forensics may dissect the body of your son, I hope you can cooperate.â
âWhat? Dissect my sonâs body?â Shen Merihuan sadly cried, âMy son is gone, how can you do this?â
Ma Houde said, âMiss, donât you want to know why your son died?â
Shen Mehuan had no idea, but could only cry on her husbandâs chest. Ma Houde shook his head, knowing there was nothing useful to get from the couple.
He irritably walked away and lit up a cigarette, waiting for the witnessâ And at this time a figure came into his sight.
A slightly thin figure with a hat was moving away from the crowd. Ma Houde subconsciously wanted to catch him up, but a police officerâs voice stopped him.
âOfficer Ma, the witness is coming!â
âOh⦠OK, one second.â
The figure disappeared at the moment and in front of Ma House, there appeared lots of onlookers. Officer Ma dissatisfiedly said, âYou! I told you to disperse the onlookers, what did you do!â
â¦
âTwo steamed buns, one having here and the other is for taking away.â
âAll right!â
The boss of the bun house who was making dough briefly answered but he immediately smiled when he looked up, âLuo Qiu! Itâs you, it has been a while! Please come in and take a seat!â
âGo ahead.â
This Mr. Chen had taken over the bun house for some time since his parents left. Luo Qiu smiled when he saw Mr. Chenâs practiced gesture and went into the bun house.
There were more customers than before.
âI havenât seen you for a long time, why did you come back today?â The son put a towel on his shoulder, wiping the sweat, and sitting in front of Luo Qiu.
âI just came back to clean the old house,â said Luo Qiu, âHow are you doing recently?â
âWell!â The son said with smile, âSame old same old. But more comfortable than before.â
The son made a cup of tea and slowly said, âPeople are reluctant to accept a new life but if they try, the new life is not bad.â
He looked at this old neighborhood and laughed, âIâve understood many things recently. I think there must be some reason for my dadâs insistence.â
The eyes of the son gradually became tender. The buns were full of human kindness, so was his smile.
âIt tastes good.â Luo Qiu broke open a fresh bun and had a taste, before praising it.
The son smiled, âGreat! I was afraid you wouldnât like it. You know? You look like a old scary man when you are not laughing, and sometimes you speak out appalling words, which are very serious!â
ââ¦â Luo Qiu exhaled a breath and said nothing.
At this time, a customer came and whispered something in front of the bun house. Then the son glanced over, âThe little girl came again.â
Luo Qiu turned his head and found a woman with a mask and a hat, âA little girl?â
âYoung voice.â The son nodded and said, âShould be a little girl. In the last two months, she has bought lots of buns almost every two days.â
The son shrugged, âBut she speaks little. Every time, she justs pays the money and goes away. Oh, she left, but seems to be in a hurry this time.â
Yes, the little girl paid the money and left in a hurry with her head lowered. No one knew what she looked like.
âBoss, Iâll come back to get the buns.â Luo Qiu suddenly stood up and said.
âOh, OK!â
â¦
In an alley of the old town, the little girl who carried a big bag of buns now hid in the corner and cautiously looked back.
She was relieved, so she pat her chest and turn around. Then she took down her mask to smell the buns, smiling faintly.
âSmells good?â
âYes!â The little girl answered without thinking, but soon she thought⦠âWho asked this questionâ?
She suddenly turned over again and saw a mysterious man. She was so frightened that she couldnât help giving a soft cry.
âDo I look that scary?â Luo Qiu looked at the little girlâ The butterfly monster, Luo Dance.
âNo, no.â The butterfly monster lowered her head, not daring to look at Boss Luo.
Luo Qiu laughed, âWhen did you change your food? You never ate buns before.â
Luo Dance looked up, and blinked her eyes, âNot my food, it is for Little Black and the others.â
âLittle Black?â
âYes!â
â¦
The so-called âLittle Black and othersâ were a group of stray cats.
In an abandoned old house of this old town, the butterfly monster crouched down on the ground, breaking the buns and feed the homeless cats.
Luo Qiu suddenly felt comfortable when he saw the butterflyâs smile as the cat licked her finger.
âGive me a bun.â He crouched down and softly said.
They two fed the cats together.
Boss Luo felt it was interesting that last time she was the one he fed, and this time, cats were the one fed.