It's funny, how so little and yet so much has changed since the last time Li Lianhua had walked this particular path a few weeks ago. To an outsider, nothing at all has changed; just Li Lianhua out for a stroll, basket with edible treats in hand and Huli Jing at his side. But there is a friendship lost and a little scrap of paper appeared in this world, and both weigh equally as heavily on his heart.

He has no expectation of mending anything, and that's probably for the best. But this scrap of paper is simply too valuable to entrust anyone else with its delivery. He can only hope he'll get the chance to explain as much. Then again, it's not really up to chance, is it? He won't be able to leave until Cat has seen this.

When he knocks on Cat's door, there is no carefree humming this time. But he wouldn't be Li Lianhua without a small smile on his lips, at least by the time the door opens. Huli Jing, seemingly recognizing the place, takes a seat in patient expectation of being let in, as if wanting to make a good impression.