Chapter 4 On the Usefulness of Tails

Caught the morning bus, fortunately there was a seat, Tang An hurriedly sat down, there was an extra tail on his buttocks, and it felt strange to sit down, Tang An couldn't help but think of the dog's sitting posture, probably sitting like that would be comfortable, right? But how could Tang An squat on the seat so much?

Sitting in the seat is better than standing, Tang An feels that if he stands, he will definitely stand restless, always worried that others will feel strange when they touch him, and he is vigilant along the way to see if there are uncles and aunts on the road, if they stand next to him, he has to let the seat stand up, it will be too tangled.

Fortunately, there was no need to give up the seat on the way, and when he came to the cemetery, Tang An hurriedly got out of the car, the door of the cemetery had been opened, and Uncle Zhao, the porter, put a radio on the grass, and was dancing "Little Apple" to the rhythm, An, said: "It's so early, didn't you just come yesterday?"

Uncle Zhao's smile is very sunny, he is a healthy and kind old man, he often comes to his mother, it is rare to see such a filial young man, think about if he dies, his children can come to him from time to time, instead of having to wait until the New Year's festival to deal with it, how good it would be, and he didn't feel lonely lying in the coffin.

"It's okay anyway...... Just come more," Tang An said copingly, smiling, and hurriedly walked in.

The cemetery in the morning is filled with fog, the looming tombstones and the tender yellow grass, and the sunlight penetrating the fog, which does not make this place present a sense of supernatural or dead silence, but unexpectedly has a clear and quiet atmosphere, which makes people's impatience precipitate.

In any case, in such a place, thinking about the bones buried in it, there will always be a lot of emotion.

Tang An usually has mixed feelings, but not now, now he is worried about his tail, feelings and epiphany, things like that, only when he is full and has nothing to do.

"Mom, I have a tail. When he came to his mother's tombstone, Tang An, who had always maintained a calm expression, suddenly cried with a sad face.

In the face of the mother, whether she is alive or dead, there is always no need to hide anything when you are a son, you don't think your mother is ugly, and you don't have to worry about your mother as a monster when you are a son, and it is always the most appropriate and reassuring to confide in her.

Unfortunately, now she has no way to comfort him, just like when he was a child when he was bitten by the family puppy, and he was anxious about whether he would become a puppy.

Tang Andong looked around, looking for the big white cat, or the little girl who wore a tiger hat and claimed to be a cat and the king of the Beast Spirit Empire.

Tang An couldn't be sure if she was really a cat, and even if she was, there was nothing strange about it...... After all, he has grown a tail, so it is entirely possible for a cat to become a little girl, or a little girl to become a cat.

It was necessary to find it or her, but there was no movement around, and there was no arrogant pace of the cat in the mist, nor the long flowing hair and white dress of the little girl.

After waiting for a while, Tang An walked around the cemetery, in front of the neat tombstones, there were flowers and some sacrifices that had not been taken away, and there were some traces of no memorial in front of the tombstones for a long time, Tang An went around, disturbing the morning sleep of the deceased, but there was never a cat.

The little girl didn't appear, and the cat was gone? Tang An remembered that the cat appeared when he came to kiss him alone for the first time, and since then, without exception, he can always see its slow and leisurely figure.

Tang An was annoyed to find that the most wrong thing about him was that he came in a hurry, and he didn't bring snacks and milk, otherwise, the gluttonous cat would definitely appear.

Although it is always extremely arrogant, Tang An found that it would suck the milk clean, not a drop left, and as long as Tang An did not stop to give it something to eat, it could continue to eat, even if it had a bulging stomach, it would not let go of the snacks brought to its mouth.

After turning around, Tang An returned to his mother's tombstone without finding anything, but was pleasantly surprised to find that the cat had reappeared, it was stalking its neck and staring at the sky, squatting on the tombstone with a proud expression.

"Master Cat, you've finally appeared!" Tang An almost cried with joy.

The white cat lowered his head, his head turned left and right, Tang An's hands were empty, and his eyes narrowed, but his whole body lay down, and he lay motionless on the tombstone.

"Don't ignore me...... Don't be disappointed, I forgot today, I'll buy you a big box of milk later, so you can soak in the bath!" Tang An's expression, this is a magical cat, it may even be a little girl, so Tang An communicated with it directly, and did not doubt that it did not understand what he meant.

"Really!"

Without warning, the white light flashed, and the white cat disappeared without a trace, and the little girl I saw yesterday stood on the tombstone, her black hair fluttering, her eyes shining, and a look of longing and satisfaction.

Rao is Tang An already has a certain ability to accept the scene of subverting his worldview, and such a big change of life that appeared out of thin air still startled him, took a few steps back, and then nodded slowly.

The little girl was exactly the same as yesterday, except that Tang An noticed that she was not wearing shoes, and her bare feet were stepping on the slightly shiny tombstone, and a few toes were as round as pearls, perhaps the slightly cool tombstone stimulated the soles of the feet, and those toes were swinging restlessly.

"You come down first, don't stand on the tombstone, it's rude and disrespectful to the dead. Tang An is used to the cat lying on his mother's tombstone, always feels that it is a kind of companionship, but he is not used to having a person standing on it, yesterday she scratched her paw and did not pay attention to this matter, but today she has to talk about it.

"Go buy it!" The little girl didn't care, she jumped down directly, stood in front of Tang An, raised her head, the joy on her face converged into an expressionless look, but her eyes were still wide, and the shining An seemed to be the big carton of milk.

"Wait...... Why do you want me to grow a tail out?" "Witnessing a cat turn into a girl, such an unbelievable scene can be completely corroborated, and the reason that can make him have supernatural changes can only be her, Tang An didn't come over to buy her milk, he had to solve his own problems first.

"Ah...... Oh...... You've got a tail!"

The little girl tilted her head to Tang An's side, her long hair swaying with the tilt of her body, and then she looked at her as a matter of course: "This is the glory I bestow on you!"

Sure enough, it's you! Tang An said a little excitedly: "I don't want such glory, who wants to grow a tail and come out!"

"Isn't it good to have a tail coming out?" said the little girl, very strangely, "I've heard for the first time that someone doesn't want to have a tail of their own!"

"What's so good about a long tail?" Tang An asked quickly and rhetorically.

"That's a lot of good...... For example, you can play by hanging yourself upside down from a tree by wrapping your tail around the trunk...... For example, you can show your tail courtship to a beautiful opposite sex...... For example, you can also roll around with your tail in your arms to play games. The little girl gave an example by holding out a few fingers, and then said impatiently, "In short, there are many benefits!"

"Hang yourself upside down in a tree and play, show your tail for courtship, roll around with your tail, what's so fun about that...... I don't want to be fun, I just want this tail to disappear. Tang An lowered his voice and shouted, worried that if someone who came to the memorial service in the morning found out that he was yelling here, he would be mistaken for a psychopath.