I started with a cat who was mean-mouthed, arrogant, and disliked me for being ugly.
Ling Xiaoxian, a 22-year-old senior student, thought he had picked up some ancient mythical beast. It turned out that the cat was useless except that it could talk, grab a bed, and force me to sign a contract of sale.
It said its name was Bai Ye, it was a nine-tailed fox, and I was its long-lost other half.
I said: "Go away, you are just a dead white hair that is losing your hair."
But it's true, I don't have long to live.
After signing the contract, I became its "pendant". During the day, I was busy writing papers, and at night, I was dragged into all kinds of weird folk tales to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the dead.
It always likes to grab the steering wheel of my body. While it despises me for riding on a coffin board, it looks like "Lin Daiyu rides a will-o'-the-wisp - her good looks are lost in vain."
Later I realized that we were indeed "one".
However, the price of this "one body" may be to tear down the heaven.
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**"Hey, damn cat, I'll drive this time."
"... Shut up, college student. This time... I'm a little tired."**
Purpose: To find the true self in the absurd and treacherous fate, to explore the philosophical propositions of appearance and essence, as well as the bond between humans and "non-humans" across the virtual and real in desperate situations.