In the small courtyard, Yaya lay on the ground, staring intently in the direction of the living room.
The moment she saw Shao Zifeng come out, a glimmer of joy flashed in her amber-colored eyes.
"Gurgle~"
Reaching out to touch Yaya's large head that was extended over, Shao Zifeng looked around and asked, "Yaya, where's that big fat cat from just now?"
Yaya tilted her head as if trying to grasp what 'cat' meant, and then, showing a look of sudden realization, slowly stood up.
The Gold Striped Yellow Racoon lay on its back, a lump on the ground, gazing at the night sky with lifeless eyes, its tongue hanging slack at one corner of its mouth, dripping with thick liquid, and it seemed to be exhaling far more than it was inhaling.
"Gurgle?"
Yaya kicked at it with her paw, but the Gold Striped Yellow Racoon remained still as if dead, prompting her to panic like a child who'd done something wrong, looking helplessly at Shao Zifeng.
