Crow Like a Cock and Snatch Like a Dog

Zhang Zian got up so early that only a little bit of twilight could be seen on the eastern sky. Looking out from the window of the living room on the second floor, he saw that only a few families had gotten up. It was unclear whether they were going to work, just getting back home from their night shifts, or had been reading all night.

Galaxy was lying under the twilight coming in through the window. It put down its claws lightly, and its silver-grey eyes were just like the stars that remained in the sky.

"Meow, meow, Richard was not teaching them how to talk," it said.

"Not teaching them how to talk?" Zhang Zian didn't understand. Richard was an expert on languages. If Richard was not teaching them how to talk, what was it doing then?

Galaxy shook its head first and then nodded. "Richard was teaching and was not teaching… Meow, meow, I don’t understand and I don't know how to make it clear. But Richard needs your help, and the doctor’s help," it said awkwardly.