Outside the door, the neon lights were flashing, the cars were coming and going, and the world that I could only see on TV was right in front of me, but my vision was a little blurry and I couldn't touch it clearly.

"Kitten." She put the small cage aside, opened her schoolbag and told me, "You can't call it for a while, do you know?" ”

Hum! You can restrict my freedom, but you can't stop my cry for freedom!

I'm going to scream, I'm ...... Oops, hey, what do you want to do!!

Ignoring my screams, she put the small cage into her bag, then put her index finger to her lips and shushed it, slowly zipping it up, leaving only a little airy gap.

I suddenly remembered on TV that parents who didn't approve of pets, maybe her parents were like that.

I started to worry and face the unknown future. Worry, in the dark schoolbag with only a glimmer of light, turned into fear, haunted my heart, and made me panic.

I shuddered, forgetting to continue to cry out for freedom.

The bag was bumpy, and so was the small cage. I curled up in the corner shivering, and I don't know how long it took for the zipper to finally be unzipped and the 26-watt energy-saving lamp emitted a white glow, illuminating her boudoir and the light in my heart.

Phew, it looks like she managed to sneak in, and I wasn't noticed by her parents.

She carefully took out the small cage out of her school bag, and looked like a cat that had successfully stolen fish.

I cautiously stepped out of the cage and looked at her curiously.

A delicate and immature face, a white and pink face, big eyes, thin lips, and black and bright hair. Certainly not as good-looking as me, but bolder than me.

She is supposed to be a female student, and I have references such as school uniforms and school bags.

But whether a man is a woman is a bit of a test of my vision, and the reason why she should be a schoolgirl is simply because she has long hair.

But these days, there are a lot of men with long hair, which really makes me a little entangled.

As the most important characteristic of a woman, she is completely devoid of ......

Forget it, it doesn't really make much difference to me whether it's a man or a woman. It's clear that it's not really useful.

I took advantage of her being called to dinner, and walked briskly to patrol the territory ahead.

By the way, her name is Ding Ling, and the person who called her to eat called her that.

The room was quite large, about 38 steps from left to right, about 31 steps from front to back, the largest room I have ever stayed in.

However, there is a large bed in the room, which occupies half of the space.

I rolled and hit the foot of the bed, and I wanted to jump on the bed to take a look, but unfortunately I had short legs, and I couldn't jump on it after trying three times, so I had to give up.

The bedside table is nothing to look at, and on the side near the door, there is also a wooden cabinet, which I don't know what to do, and it occupies the third largest area.

On the window side, there is the second largest desk and bookcase. I don't know if I should separate them, after all, from the perspective I look up, they are connected.

Ding Ling's schoolbag was placed next to the desk, and I raised my hind legs, paws lying on the zipper and looking in.

I was locked in my schoolbag just now, and I didn't even have time to see what was in my bag.

So what's in a bag?

Of course, it's all books...... Bored.

I withdrew my paws, and there didn't seem to be a rice bowl in the room, nor a nest to sleep in.

It's really good on TV, but it's hairless on the mouth, and it's not good at doing things.

The little girl didn't prepare anything, what will I eat in a while? Sleep that?

I wasn't too hungry or sleepy, so the question of what to eat and sleep was quickly put behind me. Turning to the more serious question, do girls grow beards?

I think it's long, my mother, that yellow she-cat, doesn't she also have a beard?

The inspection of the territory was quickly completed, and the dark bed was left at the end. Originally, I was not afraid of the dark, but staying in my schoolbag made me feel a little drummed.

I took a deep breath and cheered myself up as I recalled the dialogue on TV.

For the sake of New China, rush!!

I rushed, slammed into the dark bottom of the bed, and thumped against the shoebox that was under the bed.

Pain and pain...... I knew I wouldn't rush it.

I rubbed my head and took in the view from under the bed.

Five neatly arranged shoeboxes, one of which I missed. Going around the shoebox, there are three more pairs of shoes on the front.

The shoes on the left are plush slippers, I blinked my eyes, sniffed and sniffed, there was nothing strange, it seemed that Ding Ling was a good boy who loved cleanliness.

Try to get into the plush slippers, it's very warm.

In line with the characteristics of cats who are afraid of cold, I thought very comfortably that it would be good to use it as a sleeping nest.

I can't tell the other two pairs of shoes very clearly, they may be cloth shoes, or board shoes, or rubber shoes.

I went in one by one to find the most comfortable nest, but by far it was the plush slippers that were the most comfortable.

The last pair of shoes, and as soon as I got closer, I smelled a smell that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

What is it?

It seems to be some kind of fish that the shopkeeper has eaten, but it doesn't look like it.

I got closer, put my head in my shoes and sniffed it, and it was so sour that I rolled over a bucket!

I want to take back Ding Ling's sentence that she is a good boy who loves cleanliness, the taste is too heavy, so heavy that it is spicy to the eyes, and it is so spicy that I don't want it.

I sneezed away from the rubber shoes, and the sour aftertaste lingered for a long time. I shook my head and ran from under the bed, then fell headfirst to the ground. Like the Wang Xing people in the store, stretch out your tongue and breathe through your mouth.

The door opened, Ding Ling took a carton of milk and walked into the house sideways, and found that I was sticking out my tongue, revealing the joy of discovering a new world, and even when someone talked to her, she responded vaguely, and then hurriedly closed the door.

I retracted my tongue and got up and followed her a few steps. I'm thinking, how do I express my desire to eat? She couldn't understand cat language.

At this time, she turned around, clutching her phone in her hand, but there was a look of disappointment on her face.

With a look of disappointment, she led me to the other side of the bed, which was a good way to block the view from the door.

I squatted there obediently, licking my lips and staring at the milk carton, which should express my desire to drink milk, right?

You still suck! Leave some for Ben Meow!

She finally let go of the straw, carefully tore open the box, then pushed the box with a small half of the milk left in front of me, gently stroked the top of my head and said, "Drink it, but remember not to scream." ”

Belch...... How do I answer this? Wouldn't the nod scare her? Forget it, concentrate on drinking this meow's cow poop.

I licked it twice, and the milk was plain, but why put it in the fridge? Don't you know that cats are afraid of the cold? What to do if you have diarrhea? Don't know how to heat it up?

I raised my head, but I couldn't scream, so I raised my paw and gestured.

"Why don't you drink it?" She scratched her hair and said self-righteously, "Want to watch TV? But I still have to do my homework. ”

Play with your sister, I'm letting you go with hot milk!