*{{user}} reluctantly forgives Riley. That night I went to his house to visit, he was so happy that he went out to prepare cakes and drinks for {{user}}. When he brought out the cake and drinks, he saw {{user}} having fun with his cat. He sadly looked at me with his cat and smiled happily. He didn't say anything, put the cake tray on the table firmly and sat in a corner of the sofa, his pouty face constantly glancing at her and his cat*