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Part 1. Mr.Black

"Meow...Meow...Meow..."

Late at night, in a hidden corner of a Paris street, a black cat with a tiny paw stomps on a discarded newspaper and meows at it in a chorus of voices, as if it can read the text and is trying to read it. Its smooth black fur reflected brightly in the light of the street lamp.

The amazing animal phenomenon was secretly filmed by a passer-by with his mobile phone and posted on the Internet. Forward this short video is crazy, since it will look only literate wonderful kittens to hot up in this area.

Comments:

A: "It looks so smart! It meowing like it's reading a newspaper. Can it read? It's not scientific... Does it have a brain??"

B: "Hey, do you know a detail, this street is usually pretty dirty, but its fur looks so clean, it even knows how to take care of itself often, which is amazing."

C: "Oh my God!! I am from this area, and I have seen this stray black cat, because it often goes up and down the street at night. Although there are many rats, he never eats them. He only asks for good food, and is as picky as a person. If you're lucky, you'll run into him at a nearby restaurant and he might be picking up."

Someone reply C comments: "that is my delicious cat food to it, it will go with me? I want it. LOL”

C replied, "Forget it. It's too agile and can slip so fast that even if you try to get close to it, you can't catch it. It seems to have special conditions to get its attention.

Therefore, "spiritual", "delicate", "magic", "like a man"... The black cat was gradually labeled with these tags. More and more residents of the area discovered and made more videos about its "very human spirituality." At first, some people suspected that the cat's behavior was being faked behind the scenes, but with these videos and local residents' own eyes, it has been confirmed that this is really happening. People finally had to admire the existence of such a cat - this "human-like" black cat.

Because of his delicate life and elegant behavior, netizens gave him a code name, named "Mr. Black", and also called "he" for this cat. Amusingly, some of his avid fans have even photographed him in some cat-like gentleman outfits.

But a few months later, as if he knew he was too popular to live, Mr. Black mysteriously disappeared from the area, never to be seen again. Some say he "moved." But where did he come from, where did he go from, would he come back, did he have a master, was he a "wanderer"? ... No one knows, which makes him so mysterious. But even when he's gone, the impact he made has lingered so long in the area that a few residents still tell stories about him.

Part2. A loaf of bread

Location: Restaurant somewhere in Paris, France Time: Morning Weather: Cloudy

"A latte and French bread, please." A soft-spoken male voice, with a touch of poise, came from a dark-brown man with glasses sitting by the window, holding a menu and speaking imperfect French to the waiter.

"Ok, please wait for a while." The waiter bowed slightly next to him and then left to serve the back room.

The man named Mobile, listen to this a little rusty French know clearly he is from Canada who come here to travel abroad. He had heard that if he came to see the famous buildings of Paris, all his troubles would disappear, and that was why he came: to release the pressure of his long work...Yes, he is a social worker in a game company. The tough job always exhaustedhim mentally and physically. He decided to say goodbye to all the stress.

Mobile is usually used to speaking English, although in order to facilitate the smooth communication here, he has made full preparation and practiced French very early, but due to the lack of oral practice, he still has some obstacles in the communication of French mother tongue, but this does not prevent him from skillfully understanding and speaking some basic oral languages of local people.

"Haha, look at this video, the cat in it is very spiritual..." The lady sitting at the other table from him is sharing this cute animal video to her friend and nagging. Due to the proximity Mobile, he can hear them whisper between each other.
"The video reminds me of Mr. Black, who used to be hot in our area."

"Ah! I thought of him too. To be honest, Mr. Black is much more human than this cat, and he's much more delicate."

"Unfortunately he seems to have disappeared completely, was he an alien and flew back to his own planet?"Do you think we'll run into him at the restaurant...?I really love him to death... "
The friend took a sip of her drink and spoke despondently as the lady patted her shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.

"Delicate black cat", "full of human spirituality", "missing"... Mobile suddenly became interested in the mysterious Mr. Black that he had never heard of before. This kind of cat only appears in anime or games, right? Is the cat really a human being, or is it a gossip that has been exaggerated and fabricated to get attention? He frowned a little as he circled the questions in his head. But he was more of a skeptic, because he believed that seeing was believing. After a while, his interest in the gossip was completely extinguished.

"To have kept you waiting, Sir."

The waiter placed Mobile's latte and French bread safely on his table with the tray, and Mobile made a habit of tipping the waiter.

What is the flavor of the classic French bread in France? Mobile looked at the food on the table and became curious. He had only eaten bread imported or copied from overseas. There must be a little difference between the taste of local and overseas bread, he guessed.

But just as he was about to eat his bread with his knife and fork, a shaggy black cat appeared on the windowsill next to him, causing him to shrug his shoulders and stop holding his knife and fork.

His eyes were full of this uninvited guest. The first thing that flashed through Mobile's mind was what they called "Mr. Black," but because the cat's fur looked so messy that it didn't match Mr. Black's delicate appearance or his complete disappearance, he finally decided that it was just an ordinary black cat.

Mobile thought it would run away like a normal cat, but strangely, it didn't. It just sat on the windowsill, staring at the bread on his table. The cat kept its head down and licking its PAWS.

Mobile kind of understood what it meant, then pointed at the bread with his fork and turned to look at it.

"Would you like this?"

Mobile asks it in a dramatic human way, even though he doesn't believe it's the all-understanding Mr. Black. Living well is the multipoint wulitou fun.

"Meow..."

The black cat gave a yelp and then slightly leaned its neck forward cautiously, as if it really understood. This caused Mobile's pupils to shrink a bit, but he soon calmed down, thinking that this was a behavior most begging cats would do, and that it was nothing unique.

Mobile stuck a fork into a small piece of bread and moved it to the cat. The cat tilted its head a few times in front of the piece of bread, and tentatively moved its nose up and down to sniff the bread. Finally, it opened its mouth, showed its fangs, and began to eat. The black cat ate gracefully like a gentleman, not in large bites, but in small bites, as if delicately savoring the taste of the bread.

This is the first time for Mobile to have such close contact with small animals, and he feels that he has never been a person who attracts animals, so he gave up the idea of keeping pets and getting along with animals very early. He tried not to sway his arm with the fork. But every time he watched the cat eat, his beating heart accidentally missed a beat. In a short period of time, the calm water of Mobile's heart rippled again and again.

Gradually the small piece of bread was eaten by it, and it meowed a few times and wagged its tail several times, as if to indicate that it was satisfied. It then moved its head closer to Mobile and looked at him, its pupils full of Mobile. Then its desire came out of nowhere, and it jumped straight from the window into Mobile's dining room table.

Mobile shivered and then looked at it demented for a few seconds, his closer proximity to the black cat leaving him breathless and confused. His inexplicable and strange desire was amplified more and more:

He wanna near it, wanna pet it, wanna get it...

"Knock, knock... Knock, knock... Knock, knock..."

He could feel the beating of his heart and its faintly magnified sound, shaking his chest over and over again.

After a few seconds, he could not bear it anymore, even though he was afraid that the cat would run away, he still plucked up the courage to reach for the black cat's head.

Again, something amazing happened: the cat didn't run away. It even rubbed itself against the palm of Mobile's hand. Mobile's eyes lit up and his heart began to swell. He could feel the cat's smooth, soft hair rubbing between his fingers, vaguely seeing the intense spark that only existed in reverie, and the warmth of its body radiating from its skull. These touches of the heart, which he had never had before, forced him to admit that his heart thumped.

It turns out that contact with small animals is such a beautiful thing. He secretly sighed, unaware that his cheeks and ears had turned slightly red and hot, and his mouth also raised a warm smile. This feeling touched him even more than the pleasure and relief he felt when he went to see the sights of Paris, and he swore it was the best thing he had ever done in his life: getting up close with a cat.

Part3. Mobile vs. Mr. Black Followers

Mobile finally stopped, the original scattered hair of the black cat was touched by him to look neat a lot, and then it used its PAWS to his head and back, with the tongue to put their own messy parts are licked, after finishing it is like a new cat, a delicate and beautiful black cat.

"Oh my God!! Is Mr. Black!!!!!! "
The lady who had been talking about Mr. Black suddenly pointed her finger at the cat on the Mobile table and screamed with excitement. Her friend who was sitting next to her turned to look around and was also dumbfounded.

"Mr. Black is back?!!"

"What?! really?!"

"Is he?!!"

In an instant, several people in the restaurant focused their eyes on them, and even the waiter who passed by immediately stopped, pulled his chin and stared over. Several hands pulled out their cell phones and began to record them.

"No, I say you all leave him alone. He'll run away. Now none of you will see Mr. Black's wonderful scene."The lady frowned at those who had noticed Mr. Black, and shouted carefully, lest the mean and sensitive cat should slip away. They all obeyed, did nothing, made no noise, and looked at the Black Cat and Mobile in silence.

When Mobile learned that the Black cat he had just been in contact with was really the "Mr. Black" in the mouth of the people, his brain was short-circuiting for a few seconds, reflecting that his previous negative was actually wrong, but he also wondered why Mr. Black would appear in Paris again, was he thinking about something here ,or came back here accidentally while wandering?

He felt that it was inconceivable that such a remote probability should happen to him. This also makes him more careful and precious to treat the cat up, in order not to scare the cat, Mobile plans not to do anything to him.

Once again something amazing happened, the cat actually actively licked Mobile's hand, which was almost impossible to happen, because he had never actively interacted with a human before.

"Awwww! ..."

A few people saw this scene is really can not bear, have lamented this rare and wonderful warm picture, which is too warm heart.

"This is one of the rare moments when Mr. Black reaches out to someone. Record it for me!! "
"Shouted a blogger who specializes in making bizarre videos hidden in the crowd.

Again, the same people began to record black cats as noiselessly as possible. They recorded every minute of the brief moment he licked Mobile’s hand, even at a distance without wasting a single detail.

"I can't stand it!! I want my hands licked by Mr. Black too!!" A red-faced man ran towards the cat in the crowd. This was the trigger. Several people in the crowd wanted to touch Mr. Black at the same time. They all ran towards him. The black cat was so frightened by the enthusiasm that he exploded and growled.

When Mobile saw that the disturbance caused by the activists made the cat feel uncomfortable, he scowled and quickly grabbed the cat under his arm without hesitation and then stroked toward the door. He did not want the affectionate little creature to be harassed by the group of people. Should not be bound by the reputation, prestige, status in this society, he is worthy of respect.

"Catch up or I'll lose my fortune!!"

"No! -- Mr. Black, don't leave me! -"

"Stop him!!He wants the cat for himself, the fucking cat thief!! "

An inexplicable battle begins with the sound of a fierce game BGM.

A group of people in the restaurant rushed to catch up, some of them for the heat of the video, some just want to touch the cat, more with a self-righteous sense of cat thief "fighting".

Mobile saw those people pouring out of the restaurant, chasing him explosively, hot sweat on his forehead, and quickly ran faster, he ran to a fork in the street stopped, breathing heavily, first the eyes shook from side to side, and then decided to run into the crowd of people, so that mixed in the flow of people can avoid being found.

But he had to be wary of the problem of thieves in the crowded crowds of the big city. In order to prevent the cat from being seen or stolen by passers-by, he hurriedly wrapped the cat in his coat. The cat was surprisingly well-behaved and did not move. He carefully protected the precious cat in his suit and anxiously searched for a place to stay.

Those chasing people didn't see Mobile at the fork, looked left and right, and then split their search, some people ran to that street, some people rushed to this street, which made Mobile disperse the crowd to increase the possibility of escaping success, and finally they lost the goal of pursuing Mobile.

The long cloudy day finally began to rain, and a faint white mist could be seen floating near the tall buildings in the distance.

Mobile walked aimlessly for a long time in the drizzle. He was so nervous that he forgot to use the umbrella in his bag to protect himself from the rain. The tips of his hair were already covered with a few shiny raindrops. Relieved but alert, he looked up and saw that the rain seemed to be getting worse and worse, so he took refuge in a seclusion of no one. At this time, he was completely relieved, and after a few handfuls of cold sweat from his forehead, he released the black cat wrapped in his coat.

"The drama is over... " He sighed.

Part4. Wallace Wells

"Run to freedom, poor thing..." He said softly and gently as he let the black cat out.

The cat jumped out of his coat, shook his body a few times, looked at the Mobile for a few seconds, and then ran dispirited into more private depths. Mobile quietly watched him disappear in the utility room, the stone in his heart finally fell. With ease, he opened his umbrella and left the field.

Time unconsciously in the evening, Mobile from the bustling crowd and complex buildings to get out of the alone to find a quiet waterway street, walking slowly on the wet cobblestone floor, he just want to be alone quietly, a good digestion of this complicated thoughts around .The day his mind is very chaotic. The heartbreak of his encounter with Mr. Black and the thrill of escaping his cult following played over and over again in his mind. The most important thing is that the cat has brought him unprecedented beauty, and he can not forget it for a long time.

He looked up at the bright moon in the clouds, and after a long sigh of relief, he muttered to himself:

"I really like that cat..."Want him very much. He almost read out the thought that made him so selfish in the second half.

Unconsciously, he pulled out his phone and searched the Internet for videos of the famous "Mr. Black" to learn all about him. He opened the short video that had made the black cat so popular in the first place... Video of a black cat reading a newspaper late at night. Mobile then watched one video after another and couldn't help but be completely captivated by the charm he exuded, as rumor had it, as if there really was a human soul inside him, he thought. He is really a special existence for himself.

If only he could meet the black cat again, he thought, opening his eyes one second, then closing them in thought. Because it was impossible: first, he might have been far away, and second, he was a free and sensitive guy, difficult to touch. Besides, he was supposed to be missing, so it's a miracle even to meet him for the first time. The more he thought about it, the more he dismissed the idea of meeting the cat.

But it didn't matter that he didn't see the cat, in fact, the biggest inspiration from his encounter was to tell himself that he should get a pet to soothe his often tired mind after he went back.

Mobile secretly made up his mind, finally no longer so worried, he plans to go back to the hotel now to rest. When he passed a secret corner of the street, a small familiar figure appeared from the top of the wall, and the street lamp illuminated the mysterious figure, which made him stare.

- is Mr. Black.

Now they are alone here, it can be said that this is their world at this moment, this world has shortened their distance, it seems that they are closer.

Mobile remembered the video that had made the black cat so popular, and suddenly realized that this seemed to be the street in the video, this familiar corner and the light from the street lamp told him. Unexpectedly, Mr. Black would appear here again. He didn't know if it was fate or not.

Both stopped at the same time and stared at each other in silence for a dozen seconds. All that could be heard in these ten seconds was the sound of water and wind.

Mobile did not dare to speak for fear that it would scare him away, but at this moment the excitement was almost overflowing, and he wanted to affectionately call out the cat's name, not "Mr. black", but the real name that he hid in the depths of Mobile's belief that there would be.

"Meooooow? ..."The little fellow was the first to break the silence, with a cry and a tilt of his head.

Only then did Mobile let go and try to communicate with the black Cat. Quietly and without panic, he moved closer to the cat and crouched down beside him.

"Hello, Mr. Black..."

He smiled, and the relaxed atmosphere led him to greet him gently and kindly in his customary English.

'Do you understand me?

The little guy grunted from his throat and rubbed the tip of his nose against Mobile's hand, and something in that little friction made Mobile's eyes light up and he saw -- the spark he had vaguely detected in the restaurant that should be there in daydream, however small and fleeting it was. He was overjoyed to see it again, for it proved that the spark was real.

As a result of this incident, Mobile's inexplicable desire was magnified again, this time so much so that once again his mind was filled with:

He wanna near him, wanna pet him, wanna get him...

Mobile did the same thing as he had done in the restaurant: he boldly reached out and rubbed his hair.

Just stroking his head, Mobile saw the magic spark in full display, the black cat obediently enjoying his stroking and giving him a passionate nudging back. When Mobile saw that he was closer to him and no longer so strange, he ventured to take a further step. He rubbed his hand under the cat's chin, and then rubbed it up and down the black cat's neck with both hands. The sparks lasted longer, and the brilliant sparks between the hands and the hair warmed his hand and his heart.

"So you really understand, can you really be a human in a previous life?"
Mobile raised his mouth in surprise and made a ridiculous joke.

The cat meowed and wagged his tail several times and moved his ears. In Mobile's eyes, he was like a person doing body language while doing speech, which made him laugh and couldn't stop laughing.

"I think we can meet each other... "

"My name is Mobile, do you have your own name?"
He finally asked the question he so desperately wanted to know.

The black cat grunted a few more times, which meant that he did have a name of his own. This echoes what Mobile had previously thought, reinforcing his belief that there might be a human soul inside him.

Remembering that black cats can read, he had an idea. He fumbled in his bag for something with letters on it, finally pulled out a crumpled newspaper and put it on the floor.

"What is your name, and will you please give me the letter on the newspaper?"

The black cat took its time to find the corresponding letters on the paper, and stepped on them with his paw and followed it with a few shouts, his smooth black fur reflecting a brilliant light in the light of the street lamp. The scene made Mobile feel like he was in the video when Mr. Black was reading the newspaper, and this time he was the lucky passer-by.

"And your name is..."

Mobile followed his moving paw, gradually reading out the letters, and finally pieced them together to name the real name:

“Wallace Wells.”

He was the first person to call a Black cat by his real name, not "Mr. Black" as he was widely known, but "Wallace Wells" as he was known to Mobile alone.

"Hello, Wallace, nice to meet you."

Mobile smiled and formally greeted him again.

Wallace squinted and responded with a humanlike smile.

...

"Nice to meet you, too, Mobile…"

-The End.