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There is no introduction and no need for brevity.

It's called "Cat Lie", and it was born with a soul burning with untamed fire. Its life began with a cold mark: its parents passed away one after another in grief and pain, and its newborn brothers and sisters were forcibly taken away by humans, and there was no news. It was adopted, but it regarded the warm eaves as a golden cage; it jumped from the fifth floor and exchanged its flesh and blood for freedom, even if it was covered with injuries when it landed. In the wandering wasteland, it once briefly inhabited the gentle light of a lonely old man, but once again witnessed how the indifference of the human world swallowed up the faint warmth; it once shouldered the responsibility of guarding two cubs, and tasted a hint of sweetness in the rough existence, but lost them in the embrace of human "goodwill" in the blink of an eye. Hate is its armor and its shackles. It used its claws and fangs to fight against the entire world, tearing apart the mask of hypocrisy, but fell into deeper abyss time and time again in its resistance. From the initial ignorance to the roar of despair, from street survival to self-exile, "Mao Lie" is not only a wandering epic of a cat, but also a mirror that reflects the light and darkness of human nature. With a pair of cat's eyes, it examines human love and hate, charity and plunder, warmth and cruelty. When the last snowflake falls in the cold winter, when all the resistance and protection turn into cold tombstones, can Mao Lie find his own way back in the eternal darkness? A dark fairy tale for adults, a sad elegy of freedom.