The moment the lightning lit up, the rain fell in a crackling and splashed dust. The electric light illuminated the night walkers, and then sank into even darker darkness. A dull thunder rolled out, rumbling like the earth was collapsing in the distance.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the long grass on the bank of the river was pressed down by the wind, revealing a pair of sparkling yellow-green eyes.

It watched vigilantly, making sure that there would be no more pedestrians on the road, before stepping out of the weeds and shaking off the water. However, the heavy rain soon drenched its body even more wet. It simply ignored it, slowly stretched out its front and back feet, made an extremely long stretch, and then slowly retracted, and took a light step in a relaxed step, stepping onto the path of the night. It is only in the middle of such a rainy night that its steps can be so calm, and the tense nerves can be completely relaxed.

It's enjoying it, it's been a few days since it's been this comfortable!

There was a street lamp in front of it, and although the light was dim, it still stopped nervously to look around, lifted one foot in the air, and fell for half a day. He meowed, presumably mocking his own caution and timidity. However, it knew in its own heart that if it had not been so, its life would have been lost.

The rain was still falling, washing its body constantly, and the cohesive sludge was melted away and ran down its back. The dirt that had accumulated for many days was washed away by the rain, revealing its orange color, and a faint yellow mist floated in the dim light of the street lamp.

It's close to the community of human beings, with towering buildings and sporadic lights shining through neat square windows.

It remembered its little master again, but unfortunately could not go back. It knew that going back would cause trouble for its master, and that it would not be able to keep itself. Fortunately, it is familiar with the wandering life, and in the first half of its life, it has been wandering like this.

It's no longer possible to take a leisurely stroll here. It ducked into the shadow ridge beneath the wall, ran quickly along the wall for dozens of meters, and then scurried up to a nearby tree.

Squatting on the branch and looking into the wall, it was good, no one. There are a couple of trash cans over there. Probably because of the heavy rain, the people who collected the garbage did not come at night, and the garbage cans were still full, which gave it the opportunity to have a full meal.

It crouched back, arched its back, kicked its hind legs, and jumped from the branch to the wall. I don't know if it's because the rain has increased the weight of the body, or if the hunger has exhausted the physical strength for days, the distance that can usually be jumped casually seems a little difficult to jump today, and I almost didn't get to the place. Fortunately, the front paws climbed the bricks at the head of the wall, and the hind feet still went up after kicking the wall a few times.

It gasped for a few breaths, the rain got into its nose, and a chill hit, and it sneezed and sneezed.

Jumping off the wall and climbing up the trash can, it rummaged through it with its claws. The rain hides the rancid smell of the garbage, but it also makes it difficult to pick it up.

Finally found some meat that looked intact inside, and it immediately devoured it. I'm so hungry!

The rain ran down its forehead and cheeks into its mouth, swallowing it along with the food. It sneezed again, and a cool chill ran from its stomach to its skin. It felt a little dizzy and its limbs were limp. The raindrops seemed to turn into ice particles and hit the body heavily.

It instinctively felt that it should find a place to shelter from the rain, and it was better to have a stove to dry the soaked hair.

But hunger conquered everything.

It continued to rummage through the trash cans, hoping to find better food, such as a whole fish that had only been half eaten, and if it was lucky, it could find a whole meal that was packed but not eaten, so that it could take it back to its temporary home, behind the wild reeds on the river beach, for tomorrow's breakfast.

But it underestimated the power of the wind chill, and its body, which was already weak from hunger, trembled, and its feet began to float and unable to grasp things.

It wants to go home. But a half-cut fish tail peeking out of a black plastic bag caught its footsteps. When it stretched out its paws to hook up, it suddenly went black, flipped off the garbage can, and fell heavily on the watery ground.

It struggled to its feet, staggered two steps, and fell with a thud, making a splash.

There was the sound of clattering footsteps in the wind and rain.

It knew someone was coming. However, its body could not move, and its head could not be lifted heavily.

Is it finally going to die?

It tried to struggle one last time, but even with all the strength it had, it could only make its limbs twitch weakly twice.

Forget it, so be it.

That's a relief.

No more hiding in Tibet, no more eating rancid garbage.

The raindrops turned into pearls one by one, like stars falling from the sky. It saw a group of little girls, picking up colorful pearls all the way and throwing them into the sky, and the originally dark sky suddenly became bright. It saw a very large crow flying under the canopy, croaking and croaking. It saw its little owner waving at it with cat food

The blind woman wore a black raincoat and carried a stick on her shoulder, and at one end of the stick carried a snakeskin bag, and walked along the waterlogged road.

When it reached the garbage can, it lowered the snakeskin bag and rummaged through the bucket with an iron hook that bent on the head of the stick. The blind woman could see with only one eye, but she could still accurately find something useful in the dark mess, such as plastic bottles, and pick them out and put them in a snakeskin bag.

"Ah, it's a pity, the cardboard is all drenched in the rain!" She looked at a wet cardboard box for a long time, and was very reluctant, and finally threw it away.

"Hey, what's on this ground?" She took a flashlight and saw a cat lying there, "Why are there dead cats?" ”

Of course, the blind woman knew about the cat killing order, and the community had not seen a cat for a long time, nor had she heard a cat bark.

Could it be that God favors me to make a fortune tonight? She thought so. A few thousand dollars is a lot of money for her!

She picked the cat up from the water resistance and touched it, it was cold and cold. It seems that there is still breathing, and a faint heartbeat can be felt in the chest.

It's good if you don't die, I heard that whoever dies will have the money in whoever you do.

The blind woman put her hand on the cat's neck, but forgot that she needed to take a picture of the process of killing the cat with her mobile phone and upload it to the Internet, or find a place with surveillance to do it.

Her fingers strained slightly, and the throat under the soft fur moved imperceptibly, and a thin and weak meow sounded in her ears, not knowing if it was an auditory hallucination or a cat barking.

The blind woman's heart chuckled, and she remembered the cat she had once raised.

"Alas, poor thing!" She put her hand away, put the cat in the snakeskin bag, picked it up and walked back, "Go back and give you a bath, roast the fire, whether you can survive depends on your creation!" ”