On the vast and magnificent eastern coastline of the motherland, there is a quiet coastal city called Binhai City. It has beautiful scenery, high economic level, slow pace of life, and no large industrial enterprises nearby. It is a good place for living.

In this city with a somewhat perfunctory name, there is an unknown pet shop.

Early in the morning, a taxi was parked at the door of the pet shop. Zhang Zi'an got out of the car, took off the trolley case from the trunk, and thanked the taxi master.

The taxi disappeared at the end of the street, Zhang Zi'an took a breath of the slightly salty air and looked up at the pet store's signature: Qiyuan Pet Shop.

The rolling shutter door of the pet shop is closed, and there is a notice of A4 paper sticking on the door, with only four big words on the notice: temporary closure.

Without hesitation, he took off the notice, kneaded it into a ball and stuffed it into his pocket, because it was posted by him.

If you look closely at his face, you will find that he has serious dark circles, his eyes are covered with blood. It is obvious that he has not had a good rest for several days and his mood is very depressed.

He took out the key, unlocked the lock, and then pulled the roller shutter door up to reveal the floor-to-ceiling glass door of the pet store.

He opened the second lock on the glass door and pushed it open. Since the door had not been opened for several days, the air inside was very dull. He opened the two glass doors completely and dragged his suitcase in.

"It's time to get home," he murmured.

The pet shop is very quiet, with no cats, no dog barking, no bird singing, no fish jumping, and as quiet as a grave, only some empty cages and display boxes, and some uncleaned cat litter and bird droppings scattered in the cages, emitting a slight odor, and everything shows that the owners and pets here are leaving in a hurry.

In that moment, Zhang Zian seemed to see the busy and lively scene of the pet shop in the past. The concerto mixed with the sounds of various pets echoed day and night... He shook his head, threw the memories behind his head, and carried the trolley case up the second floor along the stairs.

Back in his previous room, he opened the window to ventilate, then took out the black and white portrait of his parents from the trolley box, placed it upright on the desk, put it with his hands together, and silently prayed to the portrait.

Not long after Zhang Zi'an graduated from university, he just found a fairly appropriate job in another place. One night he received bad news that his parents were in a car accident. He was struck by lightning and rushed back to Binhai City. His father died on the spot in the car accident, and his mother was seriously injured. He was rescued in the ICU ward for several days, but unfortunately died.

This pet shop is the only legacy left to him by his parents.

After Zhang Zi'an came back, he saw his mother for the last time. The mother looked at him anxiously and said in a faint voice: "Zi'an, the pet in the store..."

He understood what his mother meant. The pets in the store had been without anyone to take care of them for several days. If this continues, they would all starve to death and thirst. So he hurried back to the store. At that time, the animals were all dying, just like his mother. In order to rush back to the hospital to accompany his mother, he could only deal with these pets as soon as possible. If they could sell them, they would sell them at a low price. If they didn't buy them, they would give them away. If they really didn't work, they would be released directly.

After rushing back to the hospital, he told his mother: "The pets are fine, don't worry." Then his mother held his hand and passed away with a smile.

"That's great!" the little girl jumped up happily, "I'll go to school first! Goodbye, store manager brother!"
Chapter completed!