初秋,白云悬在蓝天上,淡淡的好像透明一样。阳光温暖而充沛,撒向小街两旁的梧桐树,投下大片荫凉。“喵……”水晶睁开眼睛,猫叫着实吓了她一跳,看到的,却是一只小得不能再小的小黑猫端端正正地坐在自己面前。“小东西你好啊。”“你好。”小猫用标准的普通话回答,不知道为什么,一只开口说话的猫并没有让水晶觉得惊奇。“小猫,你找我有什么事情吗?” Early autumn, white clouds hanging in the sky, a touch of transparency seems the same. The sun is warm and plentiful, spreading to Sycamore trees on both sides of the street, throwing a lot of shade. “Meow ... ...” Crystal opened his eyes, screaming really scared her cat, saw it, but it is a small little black cat can no longer sit in front of him. “Hello little things.” “Hello.” The kitten replied in standard Mandarin, and without knowing why, an open talking cat did not surprise the crystal. “Kitten, what are you looking for me?”