The sun was gradually setting, and the yellow glow of the sunset sprinkled across the forest, blanketing each leaf as if there was a golden ocean with glittering waves. In this ancient village, some elderly people sat on wicker chairs at their doorsteps, watching the sunset with serene expressions, as if reminiscing about long-past stories.
This was just an ordinary small village; these elders had lived here all their lives, but for Huang Yi, the traveler, he might only pass through this place once in his lifetime.
"Meow~" Just at that moment, the Little White Cat stretched lazily, sleepily meowed, and opened her sleepy big eyes, her little head looking around left and right, as if searching for something.
When she saw Huang Yi standing by the window, her big eyes blinked suddenly, and she meowed affectionately again, "Meow~," dragging out the tone, coquettishly, but she did not get up.