When he left, he asked me, "Xiao Wu, do you believe in gods and monsters?"
I knew he loved to hear those stories about strange things, and I was angry with him for going to northern Xinjiang, so I said, "I don't believe it."
"Hey, Xiaowu, you have lost all your innocence. You said earlier that your white cat was a little fairy who came to play with you."
I hugged the cat and didn't want to talk to him, so he pulled it away forcefully, "Xiao Wu, if my second brother misses you one day, he turns into a cat and a fox comes to find you. Don't be unable to recognize him."
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