I didn't eat well that morning and lunch, and I kept having doubts in my mind, but I didn't know how to ask. Finally, when I was emptying the plates after lunch, I asked a cleaning lady: "Auntie, there are always people here.

Isn’t there an aunt with small, dark eyes? Why haven’t I seen her for a long time?” I gestured to my shoulder, “Probably this high.”

"Are you talking about her? She hasn't been here for a long time. One day she covered her face and ran in from the front door and ran rampant. Then she ran away from the back door. No one could stop her. Then she was never seen again."

"Then she...where does she live? I...I know her grandson. I went to see her grandson together. I haven't seen her for a long time." I don't know how to make up such a lie, but now that the lie has come out,

So I asked along the way.

"Young man, are you kidding me? How can she have grandchildren? I heard that she had two daughters, but they died before they even got married. One got cancer and the other was killed. It was a tragic death.

, the body was unloaded into several pieces, and I had a mother, thanks to a cat who found the body. Later she raised the cat, but the cat also died later, and the old lady was alone all the time. "Cleaner.

After the aunt finished speaking, she probably realized that she had said too much, so she stopped talking. She took the basin and rag and walked away. I also turned red because I didn't lie well, so I hurried out of the cafeteria.

I think the old lady is quite pitiful. She has lived a rough life, but she turned into a cat face for no reason when she got old. I want to help her, but I don’t know what to do. I think since the so-called "cat demon" is a cat

Old lady face, the dead wild dog and the missing meat in the canteen must be her fault. In this case, I think the most practical way to help is to lure her out and go home with her to see if we can help her.

Doing your best to help can be regarded as fulfilling your kindness. It's not that I'm kind. My grandfather passed away at the beginning of the year. After he passed away, every time I see the old man, I try to do my best to give some help. After all, the old man

His life is not long.

The next night I took the fresh meat I bought to a street lamp near the back door of the school and waited for the old lady to appear. The reason why I was at the street lamp was because I hoped to see her, and the location I was looking for was relatively remote.

This location is rarely visited during the day, let alone at night. I hope she can come.

I waited until after eleven o'clock. I was really sleepy, so I squinted under the street light. I may have fallen asleep or not, but I heard the sound of chewing something, and then I woke up.

.

Right in front of me, the old lady with a cat face was right in front of me. She squatted beside my feet, lowered her head, eating raw meat and making chewing sounds. The moment I saw her next to me, I suddenly wanted to run away.

, the first thing I experienced was fear, but my legs were weak and I couldn't run, and I decided to help her. I saw the flesh getting smaller and smaller, and my heart was beating faster and faster, and finally I swallowed

He was frothing and had a long mouth: "Can I...can I help you?"

I knew my voice was trembling like someone who hadn't spoken for a long time suddenly spoke. She stopped chewing, slowly raised her head, and then looked at me. At that time, our faces were definitely not half a meter apart. I was scared again.

She didn't dare to speak anymore and took two steps back involuntarily. At this time, I saw her clearly. Her face was the same as the last time I saw her, but her body was thinner and her clothes were still the same as the day she was knocked down by a cat.

She was wearing white clothes, but there were many holes and wounds, probably scratched by wild dogs. She looked at me warily, as if she couldn’t understand what I was saying, and then the wariness in her eyes turned into confusion, and then she looked confused.

With a cry, he picked up the remaining meat and quickly jumped away, using the same hands and feet.

I think she is not a human at all, just a cat with human appearance.

I never fed her meat again. The moment she ran away, I always felt like the crushed black cat I had fed. I once heard my mother say that there is a saying in the countryside, Qian

Never let animals get close to a dead person, as people will pretend to be dead. I guess the cat-faced old lady at school is similar to this one. The old lady is actually dead, but the soul of the cat is inside the old lady. The old lady was once helped by a cat.

, and his life was actually taken away by a cat in the end. Who can say clearly about this kind of thing?

After that day, I never saw the old lady again, and the incident with the cat demon in the school came to an end.
Chapter completed!