"Ugh, why am I so conflicted today?" Shen Yibin said while eating breakfast. "Part of me hopes the girl gets here soon so I can sell Cheeky to her, but another part of me can't bear for him to leave. Sigh!"
"The thought of not having to endure your terrible singing every day makes me so happy! HAHAHAHA," Cheeky laughed, pretending to be carefree. But his laughter was hollow, with no trace of joy.
"Mmm..." Hah'Er put down his fried dough stick, tilted his head to look at Cheeky, and reached out a paw as if asking him to stay. Though Cheeky often roasted him, the two of them were still great friends.
"Hurry up and eat. We'll open the shop early when you're done. If the young lady gets here early, it wouldn't be right to make her wait outside." 'Sigh, I'm no sensitive artist. What's the point of getting all sentimental?'
