When it was dark, the shops on the street were lit up one by one, some dim, some bright, some white, and some pink. The people of the city start to enjoy a different nightlife after experiencing a daytime that is almost the same every day and seems to be completely unsuitable.

The hot pot restaurants and Hunan restaurants were full, and those who couldn't take their turn got the number and lined up at the door. The kebab stalls on the street are also full of people, and the aroma wafts far away. The road was littered with skewers of mutton and gloves for catching lobsters, and spilled spilled vermicelli soup everywhere.

The cook shouted at the back door of the restaurant, "Why hasn't the swill collector come yet?" The bucket of swill is full, and it can't hold it anymore! After looking for a long time, I didn't see the swill truck coming, so I called the vegetable washer, "Go, pour the water in the swill bucket into the gutter, remember to take out the slag in it and throw it in the garbage can, don't block the gutter!" ”

In the dimly lit corners of the streets, there are more than a dozen large garbage cans lined up, but they still can't hold all the garbage left behind after the people who indulge their appetites on this noisy night, scattered plastic bags are all over the floor, and the sauerkraut and fish soup mixed with sheep's blood and garlic emit a rancid smell under the action of mold.

However, this disgusting taste has become a delicacy for some animals.

Several stray dogs sniff incessantly by the trash can, and human indulgence gives them the opportunity to pick and choose. For them, this is a rare season of food to fatten their bodies. In winter, people take refuge in heated homes at night, and the only small amount of food waste is thrown outside and is frozen cold and hard. At that time, they will have to face months of cold and hunger.

The fence behind the garbage can is more than two meters high, and behind the wall is a long-demolished and undeveloped wasteland, overgrown with weeds and thorns.

A thin cat scurried up the wall, I don't know if the light of the street lamp was too dim, or because the cat was too dirty, it was so black that it could not see the color of its body hair, only two crystal eyes that shone with a hungry yellow-green light.

It lay silently on the wall, cautiously observing the noisy crowd of people in the bustling street market not far away, as if a scout was scouting the enemy in front of it.

A stray dog looked up at it, and wanted to bark, probably because it was still swallowing in its mouth, but only whined in its throat, and then looked down again to look for its food.

The cat shrank his neck, and when he saw that the dog did not bark, he became bold, leaned out half of his body, and made a gesture to jump down.

There was a rustling of footsteps, and two young men in white overalls were walking towards this side with a large bucket of garbage. The cat quickly retracted, its front paws lying on the wall, its hind legs already retreating out of the wall, ready to jump off the wall at any moment. A few stray dogs only walked a few steps away and continued to roll over their deliciousness.

"Business is really good today." Throwing away the trash, one of them pulled out a cigarette and handed it over, "Come, smoke a cigarette and take a break." ”

"What about good business, it's the boss who makes money, and it's us who is tired." The other took the cigarette and lit it, and the firelight reflected the red on the wall, making the cat on the wall tremble.

"It's also true, if I don't raise my salary, I won't be able to do it anymore."

"If you can't do it, you have to do it, these days, it's good to have a job to do!"

"But our wages are too pitiful, and we haven't caught a few cats to make much money! I heard that the cat killing order on the Internet has raised the price again, and a cat has risen to 5,000. ”

"Don't say five thousand, what about fifty thousand? Can you still see a cat alive in the city? Even if you see it, you can't catch it, and it's not who sees it, you have to kill it. ”

"Hey, you said there is so much garbage here, will there be stray cats or something?"

"There used to be a lot of them, but now I don't know if there are any."

"Why don't we get some medicine to sprinkle it, and come back in the middle of the night, maybe there will be a surprise!"

"Well, you can try."

The cat pricked up its ears and listened.

There were footsteps again, heavier than the two before, obviously a fat man.

"Well, I say, what are you doing here? Throw away the garbage for so long, and don't look at the time when you are lazy! ”

"Just smoke a cigarette and get over right away!"

"Whose smoke? I'll have one too. ”

The cat knew that there were too many people coming and going now, and it was not yet time for it to enjoy the food, so it had to lick its lips lightly, take a step back, claw at the wall, and slowly, take a step back, not daring to make a sound. In this way, step by step, until it retreated to the base of the wall, it jumped lightly into the grass.

Prostrate in the overgrown wasteland, quietly waiting, like a sneak attack soldier waiting for the order to attack.

A wild mouse crawled through a small ditch by the grass. The cat remained motionless, staring through the blades of grass, and when it approached, it stretched out its claws like lightning and pressed it under its claws.

The rat squeaks.

The cat looked up a little panicked, and listened attentively, as if it was afraid that the small rat cry would alarm the people who were suppering there. After listening to no movement for a while, it relaxed and crawled down again.

It was a fat mouse, fattened by the abundance of food here, and it was probably because of this that it was easily caught by cats.

This fat rat is a delicious dinner for a cat that has been hungry for a day, and can make it through another deserted night without worry.

However, when he heard the painful squeak of the mouse, the cat suddenly felt a sense of sympathy in his heart.

Half a month ago, it was still lying on a comfortable blanket, blowing the air conditioner, watching TV, and eating cat food bought in the supermarket, but now it has been reduced to the point of picking up food in the trash can and sneaking around. It is said that when rats cross the street, everyone shouts and beats them, but people only fight rats because they are disgusted, and there are very few who chase and beat them to the point of killing them all. And now cats, not only everyone shouts and beats, but once they are discovered, they will never stop killing them.

The cat doesn't know what's going on, and of course it can't read the cat killing order on the Internet, but it has watched its own kind disappear into this world one by one, and it is difficult to say how many cats are still alive in this city today.

It's the same as the end of the world!

The cat slowly let go of its sharp claws, and the mouse squeaked twice as if it were amnesty, and then moved its fat body and hid in the dark crypt.

The chatter on the other side of the wall stopped, and the footsteps faded away.

The cat jumped back up the wall, poked its head out, looked left and right, and quickly scurried down, biting exactly half of the leftover sea bass before the pack of wild dogs could react.

Its movements are swift and light, barely making any noise. Stains covered its fur obscured its original color, making it difficult to detect its presence in the dark shadows. However, it could not hide its jewel-like eyes that reflected a yellow-green glow, and though they only flickered, they were as striking as a meteor streaked across the night sky.

A drunken man was unbuttoning his pants and urinating in a dark corner of the roadside, when he suddenly was shaken by something and staggered towards the trash can. Then, the brain that was carried away by half a catty of white dry suddenly woke up, and roared in a loud voice:

"There's a cat!"

The street fell silent suddenly, as if time had stopped for a moment. Then they exploded, and the street sweepers waved brooms, those who ate skewers held skewers, those who rode bicycles pushed their carts, and those who walked picked up branches, all of which poured in the direction of the drunks.

The cat exploded in fright, and with half a fish in its mouth, it ran over the wall and ran away from the barren meadow.

Behind it, the shouts of the people sounded: "Catch it, don't let it run, fence it off, block the exit"