"Old Mo." It says.

"What's wrong?" Old Mo replied to it.

"I want to eat fish."

"Okay, I'll get it for you." As he spoke, Lao Moqiang stood up and went to get a small fish for it.

But before he had taken two steps, he tilted his body and fell down. The body slammed into the table next to it, and the bang startled it when it had just returned.

What's the matter with this person, going out to get some food so much? was thinking about it, but when he came over, he saw Lao Mo lying directly on the ground, and he didn't react after calling for a long time.

It's broken, something happened!

When Lao Mo woke up again, he seemed to be much older again. There are more wrinkles on his face, and now he has to cough for a long time when he says two words, and sometimes he can see sporadic red, but they are all hidden by Lao Mo silently.

But he had overlooked one thing, its sense of smell could not be hidden. He thought it would be foolproof to use the paper to quietly remove the blood from the corners of his mouth when he coughed, but the faint smell of blood in the air was still captured by it.

Because it has been wandering around since childhood, it is sensitive to everything around it, especially the smell of blood.

It remembered that when its previous world collapsed, the air was full of this smell, and it could only run with its sister all the time, away from this place, away from this smell.

"Old Mo, what's wrong with you?"

It jumped from its bag to Lao Mo's hospital bed, came to Lao Mo's side and rubbed him gently.

Pets are not allowed in the hospital, but Lao Mo's son took a look around the house and found that there was nothing at home, and it was thanks to the kitten that ran to the house next to it to attract others, otherwise Lao Mo's situation was even more crisis.

The doctor said that if it was a few minutes late, there would be no chance of rescue......

So he secretly put this three-flowered cat in his bag and brought it, and hoped that Lao Mo would be happier when he saw this kitten.

It didn't want to be taken away by him, because it remembered that he and Lao Mo quarreled very loudly, and it was very fierce, and every time Lao Mo was speechless. After he left, Lao Mo seemed to be still sad, so he went to the door alone to smoke a cigarette. So as long as he comes to Lao Mo's house, it will be far away.

But Lao Mo never came home, and after being taken away by a white monster with sharp hair, no one fed him dried fish. The door of the house is not locked, although it is not a dog, so it is difficult to show Lao Mo the door, there are people coming and going at this door, and no one knows to bring a small fish to it.

Humans are so ignorant!

When the man came again, he kept saying the word Lao Mo in his mouth.

By the way, "Old Mo" is the second human language it understands, the good guy who will bring it fish and let it sleep in a basket full of potatoes.

The mother cat said that there are good cats and bad cats in the world, and if you can distinguish between them, and the humans who can bring them good food are good people.

Therefore, Lao Mo is a good person.

The man kept mentioning Lao Mo, and he also began to be more curious about where Lao Mo went. It was just hungry that day, went out to find some food to satisfy its hunger, and when it came home, it saw Lao Mo lying on the ground, and did not cover the quilt, it was afraid that Lao Mo would catch a cold, so it had to look around for someone to help Lao Mo cover the quilt, but the man saw Lao Mo yelling there, and was taken away by a white monster after a while.

It wasn't until he was smuggled to the hospital by Lao Mo's son that he saw the current Lao Mo.

Lao Mo gently scratched his chin for it with his thumb and forefinger, and it made a purring sound. This is also a small habit between them, Lao Mo will scratch his chin every time he comes home, or smooth his hair, and he will feel very comfortable when he does these things.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Just scratched for a while, Lao Mo began to cough violently again, and a large piece of blood sprayed on its body, and the surrounding area was instantly chaotic.

This time, Lao Mo seems to be unable to hide.

It was hurriedly stuffed into the man's bag again, and the blood on his body hadn't even been wiped off.

It obediently sat in its bag, listening to the movement happening outside, it was very chaotic and noisy. Some people were crying, some were talking loudly, and some people seemed to be angry.

Human beings are really strange, it's better to sleep for a while, these days in order to wait for Lao Mo to come home, just squint for a while every day, and now I have to make up for sleep.

When he woke up again, Lao Mo's face was whiter, his wrinkles were more, and even his voice began to look different from before.

The people around the hospital bed were gone, and only the man was still here. He opened the bag so that it could come out, but his mouth didn't stop for a moment, as if he had been talking to Lao Mo, but Lao Mo ignored him.

Believe it or not, the man's face was drooping, as if someone owed him two small dried fish. Lao Mo's small dried fish can't be given to you, it belongs specifically to his kitten.

came out of the bag, first stretched comfortably, and then came to Lao Mo's side and lay down, rubbing Lao Mo's hand with his head from time to time.

Because it saw it, Lao Mo wanted to touch it with his hands, just like they usually do, but he couldn't. Then I have to come to it, just like Lao Mo usually does to it.

That was the penultimate time it had seen Old Mo.

The last time was at Lao Mo's house.

Everyone who came was crying, basically the same people who came to the house after Lao Mo got the paper before, but it still hid under the table and watched from afar.

Lao Mo over there is still the same hehehehe

Its world has collapsed again.

This time, it's the only one left.

It knows that it has no feelings for this family, and the only emotion is Lao Mo. In addition, the man who didn't like Lao Mo very much to take over all the things had no warning, and after glancing at the smiling old Mo, he left that place forever.

As it once did, it wandered around, experienced the rain, felt the warmth and cold, and finally met a lot of stray cats like it, and after a long time, it became familiar with them in this area.

There are a lot of children in this area, and they have named these stray cats.

Because there are three colors on the body, they chase and shout Ah Hua every day, and they have to pluck the hair on their bodies to carefully see what color it is.

Ah Hua doesn't hate these children, she can only run when she is chased by them, and only occasionally thinks of those days.

Just like the little orange cat in the house now, there is a place to sleep on its own, and some people will smooth the hair on its body for it, if it wants to eat fish, it should just say it, right?

Thinking of this, it followed the way up and went back downstairs, the dogleg at the door squinting and pretending to sleep, waiting for any unlucky person to sneak in.

It wasn't so stupid, it stretched out and jumped to the lower wall next to it and sat down.

Once upon a time, there was such a back.

"Old Mo, I want to eat fish."

"Eh, here, I'll get it for you."