a lonely cat

My name is Miao Miao, and I am one hundred years old this year.This is a very important year. After this dispensable birthday, I will be able to completely cultivate a human form and leave the mountains.

The world is prosperous. In the deep mountains, there are only 100-year-old lush trees and various animals. When it rains, they can only hide in caves. When it snows, it is terribly cold. Every night, the mountain wind howls, and the temperature difference between morning and evening is very large. If I want to eat something delicious, I have to walk for two hours on the mountain road. Don't ask me why I don't teleport, only a good fairy can do it.

I'm a hundred years old, and I'm not too young anymore. It's time to take on the responsibilities I should take at this age.

Sometimes I also ask myself, what is the purpose of cultivation, and after my tenth little pet died, I felt in a trance that maybe cultivation is to prolong life, get rid of the ranks of low animals, and have more I spend most of my time hanging on vines and swinging in the woods, knowing some small spells, being able to protect my own safety, and, moreover, staying young forever, being a very cute kitten.

But this concept was tortured when I left the mountains and went to a family in the town, although I didn't realize it at first.

In the small town at the foot of the mountain, the population is not very dense, the houses are simple and scattered, but the smoke is curling up, and the chickens and ducks are scattered.

I lay quietly by the window, looking at the dimly lit room, where a tall and thin boy was reading a book word by word in front of a flickering candle.His outline was blurred in the dim yellow light, but his clear voice passed through the window and fell completely in my ears.

Serious reader.

If my cultivation is equivalent to his studying hard, is it because he wants to get a better life?It should be. People in the world are mostly utilitarian. I don’t think that’s wrong. On the contrary, those who enjoy the enjoyment brought by entering the world in the name of being born in the world are the most despised by me. If you have the ability, don’t use gold and silver. , go to the mountains to eat and sleep in the open air, enjoy the bitter cold wind at night, instead of relying on your own property, use it as a reason not to produce, and ridicule those who work hard to change their destiny or can benefit the common people. .

If I were a glamorous vixen, maybe I would make a rumor by knocking on the door quietly and gracefully now. Even a glamorous cat girl seems to be pretty good, but I am just a hardened Little Tomcat doesn't have any skills himself, if something happens and he can't save himself, it will be a big grievance.

But I didn't leave, either because I needed a warm meal of kimbap.

I watched quietly as the scholar finished reading the book he wanted to finish. One second before he turned off the light, I gently pushed open the window, jumped into the room with a light vertical leap, and meowed softly at the same time. One sound, and then under the surprised gaze of the scholar, I approached him gracefully with my head held high, at a leisurely pace, raised my head, and meowed softly again.

He hesitated for a moment, then bent down and stretched out his hand to touch me under my expectant gaze. I followed the trend and gently rubbed his palm. It was very cold, and the hard study in the cold night took away the warmth of his body.

On the first night after going down the mountain, I stayed in a scholar's house. When I went to sleep at night, the scholar hugged me tightly, as if my furry body made him feel warm.Of course, the reason I was so good was that he fed me a small bowl of delicious fish soup before going to bed.

I miss that night, and no owner has been able to treat me so tenderly for the first time since.I was amazed at the ease with which the scholar accepted me, especially later I realized that he was not a very sympathetic person, and I attributed this to love at first sight.