It was a somewhat cold autumn, and the four seasons in Chongqing were never very distinct. It's summer today, and it's common for winter to suddenly come tomorrow. Often, you haven't reacted yet, and you're still wearing a short-sleeved shirt today, and your winter clothes are still lying in the depths of the closet, but suddenly you have to scramble through those thick equipment that can block the wind and cold. The weather here is as unpredictable as life is full of incredible accidents and miracles, but Li Yiwen has never believed in miracles.

That afternoon, the sky was clear, the orange sunset hung far in the west, and a ray of red light was projected through the thin curtain onto Zhang Xiaofeng and Pei Pei's hospital room on the 20th floor. Pei Pei made Jerry a very comfortable little house, and she asked the nurse for some cotton balls to make a bed for him, and gave him her little toy car.

"Oh, Jerry, we're friends, aren't we?" Pei Pei happily took Jerry from Zhang Xiaofeng's hand, and Jerry stared at it with swarthy eyes, his beard twitching slightly.

"You see, this is your new home. Pei Pei put Jerry in front of the milk carton, which had a mouse drawn crookedly, Jerry looked at it for a moment, and then quickly turned into the box. "I'll give you this little car too. On his bed, Pei picked up the pink, two-eared cart, which happened to be the size of Mr. Jerry. "You can sit on it, or you can push it!"

Pei Pei quickly became friends with Mr. Jerry, and they would play for a while in the evening after everyone had rested. On that autumn night as cold as winter, when Mr. Jerry and Pei Pei were having fun, Li Yiwen walked into the hospital room.

"Ah, Brother Xiaofeng!Jerry!" Pei Pei looked at Zhang Xiaofeng nervously, and then turned his head to look at Jerry.

"It's okay, I called him. Zhang Xiaofeng smiled at Pei Pei, then turned his head to look at Li Yiwen and said, "Hey, old man, look! Pei Pei, let him see Mr. Jerry's ability." ”

Needless to say, as soon as Li Yiwen entered the room, he saw the mouse, and he began to frown. Seeing that Mr. Jerry was in the box, with his front paws on the edge of the box, he straightened up, and his dark eyes were fixed on the red-eared car held in the palm of Pei Pei's small hand. At this moment, Li Yiwen felt a ridiculous and cold feeling rise up from behind his back, he had never seen a mouse pay such eager, rational attention to something. He didn't believe that Mr. Jerry was a supernatural being, he didn't, but he had to admit that it was simply a genius among rats.

"Professor Li, Mr. Jerry is very capable, you see. Pei Pei said and crouched down. She took a big breath, as if she had exhausted all her strength, and pushed the car into the corner, and the car quickly drove towards the corner, like a speeding car on the highway. The mouse jumped out of the box and ran towards the toy car like a puppy chasing a stick, and then it put its two paws on its pink ears, and it actually pushed the cart in the direction of Peipei, and it trotted and waved its short, small paws with all its might. Li Yiwen sighed in surprise, and Zhang Xiaofeng and Pei Pei both laughed.

"Do you think it looks like Mr. Jingle Bell pushing a spool?" Zhang Xiaofeng grinned and looked at Li Yiwen.

Li Yiwen looked at Zhang Xiaofeng in confusion, he really didn't understand.

"Mr. Jingle, the mouse on the green. The one of the condemned prisoners!" Zhang Xiaofeng emphasized.

"Oh, I don't know. Li Yiwen shook his head, his eyes still looking at the white fluffy little mouse.

The car hit the wall and bounced back a little, and Jerry walked around and turned the car over. When the car deviates from its route at all, it adjusts to the correct route (i.e., straight back to Peipei), and then it looks up at Peipei to see if she will give it another task.

"You have to pluck the pears for her. Zhang Xiaofeng said in a voice that only Li Yiwen could hear, and he also looked at Pei Pei and the mouse, grinning, like the smile of all hooligans, but there was a very serious glint in his eyes.

"What?" Li Yiwen turned his head to look at Zhang Xiaofeng in surprise, as if looking at Godzilla.

"Pick the pears!" he pointed impatiently at his head, glancing at Li Yiwen in disgust.