After falling into depression, I developed aphasia. Not only did my pet cat not comfort me, but it also brought mice every day to scare me. Feeling life was meaningless, I pushed open the window wanting to end it all. But I suddenly heard the kitten say to the mouse, "My human is leaking, and I don't know how to fix it. If you can't fix it, I'll bite you to death." I saw the mouse shrinking in the corner trembling, "Cat Bro, I can fix it, three generations of human-repairing craftsmanship, give me a chance!" Hearing the mouse's reply, I was sure it wasn't an auditory hallucination just now, I really heard animals talking.