Where did the hamster himself see it?

In the eyes of the same kind, the silver-haired three-line hamster can also be regarded as a clear eyebrow, and it belongs to the kind that can be seen by the mouse at a glance when stuffed in the mouse cage, but in the eyes of the cat, after putting aside the identity of the food, there seems to be no difference.

In addition to the size that can barely increase the recognition, the only thing that can make Li Zhi judge who this hamster is is probably only its innate smell.

A few days ago, when I was patrolling the street with the dogs, an old man picked up the hamster and yelled, and the first time I met it should have been at that time.

"emmmmm......" The orange cat did make such a sound, a variation of a low growl.

In this hamster, Li Zhi smelled the smell of bamboo—it was simply standing out in a bunch of hamsters filled with peanuts and stir-fried beef.

The hamster was taken out by Zhou's mother and placed on the ground.

Despite being separated from the cat in front of it by a sphere, its movements are a testament to how vulnerable people behave when they meet predators.

- Humanely standing upright, leaning on one side of the sphere, two front paws supporting the wall of the ball, a visible rise and fall on the chest, two hind legs kicking back in a panic, and a frightened squeak in the mouth.

Li Zhi snorted, almost as contemptuous as a human saying "Cut-" to express contempt.

Flicking its tail and flicking its hind legs, the whole cat crossed an arc and hung on the edge of the shopping bag, its front paws pulling the debris inside.

The cat teaser, something that stupid humans use to please their masters, with their tails wagging and disgusting mouths, and their bodies honestly express their pleasure.

Dog bites stick...... Maybe they have to leave a few paw prints on the family's hands to make them tell the difference between a cat and a dog.

But you can take it to the warehouse and play with those doglegs.

Without realizing that he was already like a child, he had the intention of going out with toys to show off, and the cat owner looked at a large number of things bought for himself and felt very happy.

Then he pulled out a bag of cat litter, cat food, and a crystal rice bowl.

Finally, on the messy floor, a test tube caught its attention.

The green powder filled the tube, and only a wooden cork plugged the mouth of the tube, but when it was turned out of the shopping bag and rediscovered, a strange cat-hooking ecstasy fragrance faintly came out, ignoring all barriers and burning the instincts of a certain animal.

It's probably like a meme "People live for XXX.Jpg", at this moment, maybe a cat or just for such a tube of green plants that have been crushed to pieces.

The irrepressible desire emerged from the bottom of my heart, this desire was a hundred times stronger than when I met Xiao Yu, even if there was a gun pointed in front of me now, this desire could destroy the vigilant brain and make myself pounce.

The moment before losing control, Li Zhi turned his head, stared at Zhou's mother's back in disbelief, and made a meowing sound, "Shovel!" You sell drugs! ”

In the next second, the towering body of the orange cat was turned upside down, and after collapsing, pressing the test tube, the four paws held the test tube and shook left and right, and from time to time it was like a fish on the shore.

The eyes are blurred, the gaze has lost focus, and the majesty in the cry has been lost, as if spring is coming.

The eldest sister, who had never seen an orange cat in such a posture, longed to roll over with the orange cat, but her outstretched hand always passed through.

However, this could not stop her love from overflowing, but she buried her whole head directly in the belly of the orange cat, as if she could really feel the warmth of the cat's hair.

This will be Li Zhi's black history, for a continuous afternoon and evening, it is tirelessly making embarrassing sounds, the whole cat is the same as changing, and for the first time in the evening bath without struggling.

Father Zhou came back in the afternoon, and when he was helping the orange cat take a bath at night, he took a short video-

The orange cat that has just come out of the bath, reclining on the white porcelain floor tiles, can be described as "emoji _(:3"∠)_", the cat's head shakes its head from time to time, and its tail also swings, or sticks out its tongue to pull a small pinch of catnip sprinkled on the floor.

Zhou's father named this video "Upstart Cat Drunk", and then handed it to Zhou's mother and sent it to a certain station.

Today is destined to be an extraordinary day for Li Zhi.

In addition to the shame of the day, at night, the god of dice came to the dice for inspiration from the dusty memory fragments.

The result was a successful pass.

Smoking catnip during the day relaxes Li Zhi's brain, and when he sleeps at night, the indescribable fragments that are tightly locked in the depths of his memory are leaked out.

At first, it was dark, but when there was light, I didn't know where the light came from.

I only know that when he looks up, he can see a faint light.

At this time, it had become him, the original human Li Zhi.

This body seems to be its own, but it doesn't seem to be, and if I have to say it, the indescribable feeling is like someone has deliberately pinched out a self with the same template and placed it in this meaningless place.

Where even light makes no sense.

They lit up the place, but they didn't let anything break out of the darkness, like a layer of dust on a long-dusted chest.

It was a fog outside...... If the medium that fills this space can be called fog.

The self in the dream gradually woke up, but except for the fact that he was "Li Zhi", everything else could not be found.

As he wondered where it was, the fog around him cleared, barely enough for him to see where he was.

I should be glad that there is still a piece of road under my feet.

A meter or two beside him, he could still see things clearly, that is, this meter or two, which let him know where he was.

A bridge over the sea.

When he realized so, the sound of the waves sounded in his ears - it was perfectly normal.

"Is there anyone—" he shouted, but no answer came...... Its own voice seems to be heard only by itself, or the furthest it can reach is between its lips.

When I looked up, there was light as far as my eye could see, but it was foggy and I couldn't see clearly, and there were probably no stars at this time.

But there's always to be someone, right? Or a car?

Nameless, and out of nowhere, fear burst forth from the center of this body.

It was as if at this moment, he had become a lone contrarian in all things, rebelling against what he didn't know.

Even on the premise of knowing that it is impossible, he still does all kinds of useless behaviors.

But the nameless man's answer to himself was this scene.

The bridge over the sea, the entire water sky is covered in dense fog, there are no vehicles, no pedestrians, walking or waiting alone.

And what is all your own insistence for?

And what are the lights on the bridge?

I don't know how many steps I can take back and forth, but the railing of the bridge remains the same, and everything seems to be in a circle.

The long silence, the rhythm, or the cyclic sound of the waves, made him wonder if he was really the only one alive in this world—in any race, in any dimension, in every sense.