Fish has life, only seven seconds.
I remember I was a girl in my last life. I remember I was eighteen. I remember seeing him. I remember he said that he only loved me all his life. I thought he said he wouldn't leave. I remember the last time he hugged me. I also remember the fragrance in his arms. But who is he? I don't know. ...
Recently, I love eat small fish very much, and I also like to drill cartons. When I see a mouse, I will play with it. I have MengMeng's soft claws and a clean little beard. My eyes will change. Recently, the family has a new favorite. I heard his name is Little Goldfish. I like playing with him very much, but humans won't let me play with him. He is so beautiful. So, I always lie next to his little house and watch him secretly, but I just have to do it every day.
He is very good-looking, and I think that's why I like him. He doesn't like talking In your human words, he is "cold". I often fantasize about licking him with my tongue, rubbing him with my beard, or going out to play with him.
Speaking of going out to play, he is the most unfree creature I have ever seen. After all, I only know three kinds of creatures: humans, goldfish and dried fish. I don't know who I am, but I feel like him. Maybe we are the same kind. I may be a little goldfish, too. He is not as free as I am. Maybe humans like him too much to let him go out, so I won't go out either. I just lay quietly beside him and watched him spit bubbles. My mouth looks good when it opens and closes. I like him more and more, but I don't know if he likes me.
The days passed quickly. Winter is coming. The human home was set on fire. The room is warm, just like spring. I fantasized about flying kites with him countless times, but he still ignored me.
Finally, he talked to me. When humans are not at home, there are only two of us. I want mankind and even God to witness this magical moment. He said he wanted to take a bath. His body is dirty, his bedroom is dirty, and his parents have green hair. He said he could hardly breathe.
I want to help him. Besides liking him, after all, we are the same kind. I put my paw into its house and it jumped into my hand excitedly. That was the first time I saw him smile, and the way he smiled was also very beautiful. I leaned over in front of him and sniffed his smell. I put it on the ground and I think we will have a good time.
At this time, the human came, and I excitedly ran out to meet the human. That man ignored me. The human ran to him in a hurry, carefully put him back into the water, and then swore. I don't know what I did wrong, and I feel very uncomfortable for a moment, just like the human said.
After that, I was never allowed to see him again. I am locked in my room and only open the door for me when I eat. I can see him walking around the door, spitting bubbles happily, very happy, as if he didn't know me. Will he miss me?
Suddenly, I had a bold idea. I want to escape. At the moment when man opened the door, I flew out like a bow and arrow. I don't believe it. I stopped in front of him and asked him if he wanted to go out with me. He asked me who I was. I said you and I are the same kind. We are all goldfish. Let's go and play together!
No, you're not like me. Who are you? Stay away from me. His words hurt me. I have never felt so bad. I told him, I want you to prove that we are the same kind! Say that finish, I ran out quickly, I want to find evidence that I am a goldfish, so that we can be together.
The world outside is very big. There are many unknown animals meowing at me. I ignored them because I was different from them. I am a little goldfish.
I was controlled by a big hand and was lifted up. A huge face appeared before me. It was an ugly and dirty face with a terrible smile on her lips. The man looked at me carefully, then smacked his lips and said that there was something to eat tonight.
I don't remember the following things. I vaguely felt the heartbreaking pain, which was light but painful. This feeling didn't last long, because I don't remember the rest. I only regret one thing in my life, that is, I didn't prove to him that I was a cat.
Will he remember me? I don't know. Who am I? I don't know, but I can be sure of one thing: I am a little goldfish.