The white cat is so happy, but without him, others would live like this. One day, about the time of the update, the reader was slowly reviewing the books on the shelves, turning to the bottom one, and suddenly said,

"White Cat hasn't had a stable update for a long time. I still owe more than 100,000 words! "I also think that he has not been stable for a long time.

A man who was looking at the air conditioner said,

"How could he come? …… He broke his leg and broke it. "The reader says,

"Oh!"

"He's always on the go. This time, he was faint and was caught by the chaser. Is the book he chases broken? ”

"What happened?"

"How? first closed the small black house to urge the change, and then hung it with an iron chain to beat, beat it for most of the night, and then discounted his legs. ”

"And then?"

"Later, I discounted my legs."

"What about the discount?"

"How? …… Who knows? Xu is dead. Readers don't ask anymore, they still slowly look at who has updated the bookshelf, and vote by the way.

After tonight, the update is less and less day by day, look at the end of the year; I've been on fire all day, and I've had to put on a padded jacket.

In the second half of the day, there was no update, and I was sitting with my eyes closed. Suddenly, I heard a voice,

"A chapter on water." The voice was very low, but it was familiar. When I looked at it, there was no torn jacket, crossed legs, a pouch underneath, and hung on the shoulder with a straw rope; When he saw me, he said,

"A chapter on water. Standing up and looking out, the white cat sat under the counter across the threshold. His face was black and thin, and he was no longer in shape; Wear one" The reader also stuck his head out and said,

"White cats? You still have more than 100,000 words! The white cat replied with a very depressed back,

"This ...... Pay it off next time. This time it's a serious water article.,Recommended tickets and monthly pass subscriptions have to be given.。 ”

"Next time, definitely." The reader, as usual, smiled and said to him,

"White cat, you're breaking again!" But this time he didn't quite argue, and just said one sentence

"Don't make fun of it!"

"Teasing? If you keep changing, how can you break your leg? The white cat whispered,

"Fall, fall, fall......" His eyes are very much like begging the reader not to mention it again. At this point, a few people had gathered, and they laughed with the readers.

I warmed the wine, took it out, and put it on the threshold. He took out four thousand words from his rag pocket, put them in my hand, and saw that his hands were full of mud, so he came with this hand.

After a while, he finished writing, and then sat down and walked slowly with this hand amid the laughter of others.

Since then, I haven't seen a white cat for a long time. At the end of the year, the reader took off the chalkboard and said,

"The white cat still owes more than 100,000 words!" To the Dragon Boat Festival of the second year, he said again

"The white cat still owes more than 100,000 words!" I didn't say anything about it in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and I didn't see him at the end of the year.

I haven't seen it until now, and the white cat is indeed starving.