Xiaolan froze on the spot at a loss, looking towards her other companions as if asking for help.
Her friends lived up to her expectations and gave her expressions that seemed helpless but actually they were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously.
"Don't forget me!" Xiaosong suddenly raised his head, and on his wet face, his small facial features were twisted together in grievance.
"I...I haven't forgotten you." Xiaolan told a harmless lie.
"Don't lie to me either!"
"Well……"
"Xiaosong, no... what do you call this kitten?" Qin Yin finally had enough of this bloody drama and asked, "It seems inappropriate for us to call you Xiaosong again."
Xiaosong stared at Xiaolan resentfully, pouted and murmured, "Do you still remember my name?"
Cold sweat broke out on Xiaolan's forehead. She blinked her eyes and said tentatively, "Your name is... Meow Meow?"
Xiaosong rolled his eyes, pushed Xiaolan away angrily, and turned his back to ignore her.
"I have a bad memory," Xiaolan quickly excused herself, "I have forgotten all the past things, please give me a little reminder."
Xiaosong was sulky for a minute, then turned his head slightly and said angrily, "My coat color!"
Coat color!
So the question is, what color is your cat...?
At this time, Xiaolan suddenly felt something rubbing her calf from behind. She turned her head and found Feixu leaning on the back of her calf, scratching her trouser legs with two claws. After noticing her eyes, Feixu
Xu raised his head, the look in his eyes was exactly the same as a human being.
Feixu... white?
"Your name is...Xiao Bai?" Seeing that this answer made Xiao Song roll his eyes even more, Xiao Lan quickly changed his words, "No! Is it Bai Bai? A Bai? Da Bai? Lao Bai?..."
Countless wrong answers kept pouring out of Xiaolan's mouth. Just when Xiaolan's answers had strayed to a series of white objects such as "snowflakes", "tofu" and "sugar", Xiaosong couldn't help it anymore.
"You're so stupid!" Xiaosong turned around. Judging from her expression, she seemed to be much less angry, "I've given you hints, but you still can't guess it!"
Xiaolan once again applied for help outside the venue, and her friends also looked at a loss.
Qin Yin tugged at her fingers, "What else could it be? White lotus? Baihuahua? Are you sure it's two characters?"
"Bai Lian said it." Bao Mu reminded calmly.
It seems that there is no hope.
Xiaolan moved her eyes back and looked at Xiaosong apologetically, "So..."
"My name is Baimao!" Xiaosong, no, it was Baimao shouting angrily, "That's the name you gave me!"
Xiaolan's eyes widened, she covered her chest, and blood spurted out crazily in the small theater inside her skull.
White...hair.
From this point of view, her tip is indeed correct.
But why would I give my cat such an ugly name?
By the way, with black skin and white hair, it sounds a bit CP.
No! What are you thinking! Give me your attention!
"That Bai...Baimao," Xiaolan said on the verge of tears, "How about I change your name?"
Bai Mao tilted his head, "Why?"
Why else? Haven't you been bullied by nicknames in your cat community because of your name?
"Don't you think this name is not pleasant?" Xiaolan guided carefully, "What do you think of Xiaobai? Baibai can also..."
Bai Mao frowned and said to himself, "It doesn't sound good."
Xiaolan suddenly became energetic, "right? How about Bai Xue? Or White Rabbit? The Taoist priest happens to have a rabbit, but it's pink..."
"Oh, I don't want to change my name," Bai Mao waved his hand and crossed his legs, "I've been called this name for more than forty years and I'm used to it, so I don't want to change it..."
etc.
More than forty years?
"More than forty years?" Qin Yin shrank in fear, "How old are you, Xiaolan?"
"You have lived for more than forty years?!" Xiaolan took half a step back in shock, "Are you mistaken?! I'm just a child!"
Bai Mao opened his innocent big eyes and looked at Xiaolan, "Speaking of which, you do seem to be shorter than before... I thought it was because my perspective has changed..."
Xiaolan raised a hand to stop the two of them, "Baimao, I need you to explain the current situation. I reasonably suspect that this is a misunderstanding."
"What's the explanation?" Bai Mao became unhappy again, "I'm your cat!"
"Okay, let's start from the very beginning," Xiaolan tried to clarify her thoughts, "When did I start raising you?"
"Let me think about it... It seems that when you were fifteen years old," Bai Mao said, "Yes, you were fifteen years old. I was your birthday gift. Your father took me out of the box. Then
It's the first time I see you..."
"Then here's the question," Xiaolan raised her hand to interrupt, "How old do you think I am now?"
Bai Mao's eyes flickered, as if he didn't quite understand what she meant, "How do I know how old you are now?"
"Xiaolan is only thirteen or fourteen years old now," Qin Yin said for Xiaolan, "so the master you are talking about, who raised you from the age of fifteen fifty years ago, is not Xiaolan."
Xiaolan nodded and spread her hands.
Bai Mao stood up and said, "How is that possible?!"
"But the version you mentioned is even more impossible," Xiaolan said, "I do have parents. Although I don't remember them, there are many people who can prove that I was still in elementary school a few years ago."
After all, Lily's story really happened around me.
"Impossible...impossible..." Bai Mao murmured, "It's obviously..."
"Perhaps -" the Taoist priest began, "you can tell us your story."
The fool immediately added, "Yes, we can only help you if you tell everything about yourself."
Bai Mao was stunned for more than ten seconds, then lowered his eyes and said softly, "Do you just not want me anymore?"
"It's not that I don't want you," Xiaolan explained patiently, "If I really didn't want you, when you said you were my cat just now, I wouldn't even admit it until my death."
"We also want to help you," Qin Yin also said, "After all, it sounds like you have been looking for your master for decades. You don't want to be looking for the wrong person for these decades, right?"
A thick layer of sadness suddenly appeared in Bai Mao's big eyes.
Xiaolan suddenly felt a little distressed, thinking that if she didn't say that she was indeed her master, it would be over, but... this method was like applying a layer of Yunnan Baiyao on a seriously injured wound, which could temporarily relieve the pain, but it didn't work.
No help.
"Is it really not you?" Bai Mao's voice was trembling, and he looked like he was about to cry.
"You can tell your story," Xiaolan said, "After you tell it, we all know it."
Bai Mao lowered his eyelids and began to tell.
"The first time I met you was on your birthday. At that time, I was still a little kitten. I didn't understand anything and remembered very little. It must have been on that day that you gave me a name.
White hair...
"Later, I grew up little by little, and so did you. Within a few years, suddenly one day, your parents disappeared. I don't know what happened. I just knew that you had been there for those few days.
Crying, many strangers I didn’t know were coming and going at home. Later I realized that it must be your parents who are dead..."
Xiaolan felt her heart beating heavily.
"Then, you moved. You moved to a woman's house. I had met that woman before. She seemed to be a friend of your father's, because they were all wearing the same clothes. I found out later that she should be from the police.
mean……
"That woman was the only one at home. After we went there, she was quite happy. Later, you grew up a little and were not at home often. You seemed to be very busy. You should be studying. Later...you also had it.
With a set of clothes like that, you can become a policeman..."
The more Xiaolan listened, the more she became convinced that this was not her story, but for some reason, her heart was still heavy, as if she had a premonition that the story she was about to hear was a tragedy.
"Then that thing happened again," Bai Mao sighed, "that woman also disappeared suddenly, just like your parents. You cried for several days, and there were many people you didn't know..."
"Finally..." Xiaosong raised his eyes, his eyes dark, "You also disappeared."
Everyone was silent and stared at Bai Mao without saying a word.
This is her story.
"Is it really not you?" Bai Mao looked at her pitifully.
Xiaolan opened her mouth slightly and said after a long time, "If I can lie to you, I will definitely tell you that it is mine."
Bai Mao laughed at himself and lowered his head.
"But you said I couldn't lie to you," Xiaolan continued. She felt like she was being tortured, "so I have to tell you, that's not me."
"Is it really not you?..." Bai Mao asked again.
She didn't want to hear the answer.
She just wanted to ask.
Qin Yin bit her lower lip and shook her head, "It's so pitiful."
"Baimao," the Taoist priest came over and stood behind Xiaolan and asked, "Why do you think Xiaolan is your master?"
"That's right," Baomu also said, "According to your memory, Xiaolan was already fifteen years old when you met her. Later, when she...disappeared, she should have been in her twenties, Xiaolan
He's obviously just a child now...and you're a cat, so your sense of smell should be very sensitive. Does Xiaolan smell the same as your owner?"
Bai Mao thought for a while and shook his head, "The body I have now is Xiaosong's body. This body cannot smell the smell of human beings."
"Then you always remember the master's name, right?" The fool asked, "What's her name?"
"Xiaolan." Bai Mao said.
"It's also called Xiaolan..." Qin Yin said, "What's your full name?"
"Full name?" Bai Mao's eyebrows tightened, "I don't remember."
"Is it Liao Yilan?"
"I don't remember," Bai Mao twisted, "I only remember Xiaolan."
"Did you confirm Xiaolan's identity based on this nickname?" The Taoist asked, "There are many people named Xiaolan in the world."
"But this is what Xiaolan looks like!" Bai Mao still didn't want to give up, pointing at Xiaolan's face and said, "Although... although she is a bit small, this is what Xiaolan looks like, even before she died, she was
…”
"It seems that you also know," the Taoist priest said, "your master is already dead."
"So what if he dies?" Bai Mao glared at the Taoist priest, "Cats have many lives! People are so smart, there must be more!"
"Cats and people are different," Xiaolan looked at Bai Mao sincerely, "When a person dies, he will never be resurrected."
"No... no..." Bai Mao shook his head vigorously, suddenly remembered something, and shouted loudly, "No! She came back after she died!"
Everyone shut their mouths again.
"I know...she came back..." Bai Mao's breathing became heavier, "Although I didn't see it...but others...someone saw her coming back..."
"Has anyone seen her come back?" the Taoist priest asked, "Was she sure she was dead at that time?"
"Yes! Yes!" Bai Mao lost his patience and waved his hands vigorously, "She died and appeared again later. Others said that the house was haunted and moved away one after another. I stayed there and waited.
I love her, but she only came back that one time, and I haven’t seen her yet..."
Everyone understood.
It's a boundary monument.
The owner of Bai Mao died but was not reincarnated.
"If it happens only once..." said the fool, "then she should have found her obsession and rested in peace behind the tomb."
"What mountain?" Bai Mao straightened his back.
"That is to say, your master has gone to the place where she should go," Qin Yin said, "That is where the dead go, and the living cannot see her."
"But I want to see her!" Bai Mao shouted.
"No way..." Baomu shook his head.
"I'll go to that mountain too!" Bai Mao looked at the fool, "I'll go to that mountain to find her!"
"You can't find it even if you go there, there is only..."
The Taoist priest waved his finger at the fool, and the fool shut his mouth in time.
"What's the only thing there?" Bai Mao looked at them, "Why can't I find it?"
"It's nothing," the Taoist priest said, "it's just... that place is hard to find."
"It doesn't matter if it's hard to find," Bai Mao pointed at Xiaolan with his index finger and said crisply, "It took me more than twenty years to find her. I can spend another twenty years looking for that mountain."
"Graveyard." said the fool.
Xiaolan pursed her lips.
She knew what the Taoist priest was thinking.
What would happen if Bai Mao was told directly now that she would never find her master?
It would be better to give her a fantasy dream, let her spend her remaining life searching, so that she can still be full of hope until the end...
But is this really good?
Isn't this deception?
"White hair..."
"We can help you," the Taoist priest guessed Xiaolan's thoughts, so he interrupted her and said to Baimao, "We are also looking for that place."
The hope in Bai Mao's eyes did come back. She looked at the Taoist priest and then at Xiaolan.