cat nine

The golden eyes turned into black holes, and like a dead person, I couldn't find the light from hell.Is the meaning of my presence for the living or for the dead?Can the dream I wove with everyone's last wishes draw a rainbow?

The world is still full of traffic, and no one cares about the dead body of a cat.Will I be burned?Will it rot with the trash?Who would remember that there was a cat named Maojiu who once came to this world?

It turns out that my time is over.