Ting—ling—ling, ting—ling—ling!
The bell of a bicycle rang crisply through the valley, like a happy song. The mailman, wearing his green mail uniform, rode his green mail bicycle down the small dirt road.
The first to hear and see him was Huang Huang, as she was an alert cat, sitting at the top of her favourite sweet-scented osmanthus tree. Then Mei Mei and her friends heard and saw the mailman, and quickly circled around him under the tree.
No one noticed when Huang Huang leapt off her tree and into Mei Mei’s arms.
Was she waiting for the mail too?
The mailman took a bunch of letters out of his green mail bag. One by one, after a name was loudly announced, the mail was earnestly handed into a pair of small open hands.
Mei Mei was the last one to get mail. It was a big envelope. At one glance, she shrieked jubilantly, “We got the tickets! We got the tickets!”
“Mei Mei’s family got the tickets! Mei Mei’s family got the tickets to Canada!” hollered the children.
Mei Mei snuggled Huang Huang close to her cheeks.
“Perhaps … I guess … I think there is a ticket for you too,” Mei Mei whispered into Huang Huang’s soft, osmanthus-scented fur.
Huang Huang purred.
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To be continued.
这是我新写的故事。我的故事Love That Cat 和I am Mei Ling已经更新，以后会继续贴的。
