At midnight, the first snow of early winter had fallen everywhere in a white expanse, the streets were empty, and a cat crouched in front of the barbershop around the corner, covered in black fur, with bulging eyes watching the sporadic cars on the street out of his mind. Suddenly, a black car stopped on the side of the road, the window slowly slipped down, I couldn't see the people inside, only the car lit up with cigarettes and the side face that was reflected by the bright light of the roadside light sign, well, I couldn't resist the cold breath from so far away! The cat couldn't help but shiver! Before he could return to God, a pair of large hands fished the cat up, walked back to the car in three or two steps, put the cat in the passenger seat, and with a roar, drove towards the suburbs. The cat crouched vigilantly in the chair, thinking of remaining vigilant, but could not resist the sudden heating, fell asleep!
The car slowly drove into the villa, parked the car, the man held a black coat in one hand, held up the cat in the other, and walked slowly to the villa. The lights in the house were gorgeous, and the cat that was originally obediently lying on the bed was uncomfortable for a while, and it was time to stop trying to move its head and stretch its waist. "Mu Thunder Night, you beast still know to come back!" There was an old man sitting on the couch, his hair was gray, but he was full of energy when he spoke! "If I were a beast, what would you be?" If you want to say that the old man is cold, then this one named Mu Tingye is a hundred times colder than him!