In a previous life, my friend Xia Li picked up a stray cat and said he wanted to keep it in a shared house. I told him I was allergic to cats and wanted him to give the cat away. Unexpectedly, this cat can understand human speech, so it hates me. From that day on, I was plagued with bad luck. Either a bird pooped on the top of his head, or it suddenly started raining on the way home and he was soaked in water. Later, my father's company failed in financing, causing the family to go bankrupt. The high-energy father also became depressed and jumped off a building out of curiosity. My mother also suffered from depression. I lived in a state of confusion all day long. I was hit by a car on the side of the road. Rescue failed and I died. When I opened my eyes again, I went back to the day when Xia Li picked up the stray cat.
