On the way home from get off work, Jiang Yi met the white cat again. It was lying on the side of the road with drool dripping from its mouth.
It was clearly a lion cat, but it had stomatitis. The fluffy hair was clinging to its gaunt body, and its tail was wrapped in mud mixed with saliva into a thin strip, resembling a big white mouse.
Intention: The birth of a human being is like the flower of Utanbo, which suddenly appears