The black cat walked straight to Xiao Lan's side, nudged her with its head, and then licked Xiao Lan's face repeatedly with its tongue. What is happening here? Could it be that this black cat and Xiao Lan have some kind of fate together? Fortunately, this isn't a novel, or else it really could be like something out of "Strange Tales from a Chinese Studio," where the black cat is a cat demon who has followed Xiao Lan into this life to repay a life-saving debt from a past life.
I shook my head to clear the stray thoughts from my mind and walked into the tile-roofed house. It was already dim inside. I casually switched on the light and looked around. As expected, the lady in red was no longer there, leaving behind only a puddle of foul-smelling, light yellow viscous liquid on the floor. Based on past experiences, I concluded that this puddle was what remained of the lady in red.
