The cat lived a million times

There is a cat that does not die even in 1 million years. In fact, the cat died a million times and lived a million times again. It was a beautiful tiger-spotted cat. A million people have doted on this cat, and a million people have cried when this cat died. But the cat did not cry even once.

One time, the cat was the king's cat. The cat hated any king. The king loved to fight and always started wars. Moreover, he put the cat in a beautiful basket and brought it to the battlefield. One day, the cat was shot dead by a flying arrow. In the middle of the war, the king hugged the cat and cried. The king stopped fighting and returned to the palace, and then, buried the cat in the courtyard of the palace.

One time, the cat was a sailor's cat. The cat hated what sailors, sailors took the cat all over the world sea, and the world's docks, one day, the cat fell off the ship, because the cat can not swim, sailors rushed to use the net to pick up the cat, but the cat still drowned, the sailor held the cat wet as a rag, cried loudly, and then, buried the cat to the distant port of the park under the trees.

In one case, the cat was the cat of a circus magician, and the cat hated any circus. The magician threw the cat into a box every day, sawed it in half with a saw, and then took the intact cat out of the box in exchange for a clap of hands. One time the magician missed, the magician carried is two halves of the cat, cried loudly, the magician buried the cat to the back of the circus.

There was a time when the cat was a thief's cat. The cat hates what the thief, the thief and the cat together, in the dark town, like a cat gently turn around, the thief only steal the dog's home, while the dog barked at the cat, the thief pry open the safe. One day, the cat was killed by the dog, the thief held the stolen diamonds and the cat, in the town at night, while crying loudly, while walking, and then, back home, buried the cat in the tiny yard.

In one case, the cat was the cat of a lonely old lady. The cat hated any old lady. The old lady held the cat every day from the small window looking out, and the cat slept on the old lady's lap all day long. Soon, the cat died of old age, the wobbly old lady hugged the wobbly dead cat, cried all day, the old lady buried the cat under the tree in the yard.

One time, the cat was a little girl's cat. The cat hated any little girl. The little girl sometimes carried the cat on her back, sometimes hugged the cat tightly to sleep, and when she cried, she would use the cat's back to wipe her tears. One day, the cat was strangled to death by the little girl's back straps. The little girl held the cat with its head drooping and cried all day. Then, she buried the cat under a tree in the yard.

The cat didn't care about death anymore.

One time, the cat stopped being someone else's cat and became a feral cat. For the first time, the cat became its own cat. The cat liked itself too much, how can I say, the beautiful tiger-spotted cat finally became a beautiful wild cat. Whichever female cat wanted to be the cat's bride. Some give a big fish as a gift. Some offered fresh mice. Some sent the rare Megatron mouse. Others went to lick the cat's beautiful tiger stripes. But the cat said, "I've died a million times, I don't eat that!" Because cats like themselves more than anyone else.

Only one cat didn't even look at him, a beautiful white cat. The cat went over to him and said, "I've died a million times!" "Oh." That was all the white cat said. The cat got a little angry because he liked himself too much. The next day and the third day, the cat walked up to the white cat. He said, "You haven't finished living once, have you?" "Oh." That was all the white cat said.

One day, the cat flipped three times in front of the white cat and said, "I was a circus cat." "Oh." The white cat only said so. "I, I have died a million times ......" Halfway through the sentence, the cat asked the white cat, "Can I stay by your side?" "Yes." The white cat said. In this way, he has stayed by the side of the white cat.

The white cat gave birth to many cute kittens. The cat no longer said "I, I died a million times ......" The cat liked the white cat and the kittens more than he liked himself.

The kittens soon grew up and went away one by one. "They've all become beautiful wild cats!" "Yes." The white cat said. Then a gentle "purring" sound came out of its throat. The white cat had become an old grandmother. The cat was even more gentle with the white cat, and a "purring" sound came out of its throat. The cat wanted to live with the white cat forever.

One day, the white cat lay quietly in the cat's arms and did not move. The cat hugged the white cat and shed big tears, the cat once cried. From night to morning, and from morning to night, crying wow crying wow, the cat cried a million times. In the morning, in the evening. One day at noon, the cat's crying stopped. The cat also lay still and motionless beside the white cat.

The cat never came back to life.