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Rouxiang (2)
"My brother Jinde: You said in your letter that you have a second wife and three sons. It's really gratifying. Think of me, you may really be lonely all your life. Yes, the guess in your letter is correct. I will never forget Yue Xiang, her eyes, her smile and her body. She died in Zhou Kun ten years ago, in this room, and I will never get rid of her. In the past ten years, although I live alone, I have raised many cats, more than twenty, including the kind of cats with different eyes that Persian merchants sold me at a high price. These cats have been with me for ten years, just like my lover. Raising more than twenty cats feels like a group of wives. Yes, I love them. I regard them as a group of beautiful women. But strange things have been happening since my house was haunted. One of my white cats disappeared yesterday. I can't find it anyway. Later, I found a smell of meat coming from my kitchen. I haven't eaten meat for ten years. Since the end of the war, I have become a vegetarian and lived a monk's life. I was very surprised. I've never cooked meat. I opened the pot. Oh, my God, there is my missing cat in it. The cat was torn to pieces, all the hair was pulled out, the internal organs were cleaned and the meat was cooked. ...