Quickly put on the mantle: Memeda, the loyal dog and god

Chapter 88

Two months ago, when Rong Jing was not sick, a black cat would occasionally appear in front of him, and he once picked up the black cat.

Also drew this black cat.

Rongjing likes light green, he likes it very much. He doesn't know the reason why he likes it. It seems that he has liked it since he was born.

But when he was painting the cat, he felt that the blue and black colors were very beautiful, as if the painting was shining on the paper.

This cat is very human, as if it can understand his words, no matter what he says, the cat will respond.

Even if it's just to move a paw.

Rong Jing just felt that no matter what he said, as long as he told this cat, it would understand and support him.

The cat walked towards Rongjing, jumped off the roof lightly, and landed in Rongjing's arms.

She raised her eyes to look at the other person's face in Rong Jing's arms, Rong Jing smiled softly, and gently stroked the hair on her head and back with her hands.

She lightly pressed Rongjing's arm with her front paw, and meowed several times.

Rong Jing returned to the room with the cat in his arms, and put her on the table, feeling very happy for some reason.

He said: "I haven't seen you for two months. Where are you? Did you have a good meal? I have been wondering if you are a stray cat."

"Meow~" the cat meowed, sat down on the table, stuck out his tongue, licked his paws, and wiped his cat's face with his paws.

Rong Jing couldn't help laughing out softly, and gently teased the kitten's ears with his fingers, before saying after a while: "You must have been here while I was in a coma, did you come to see me?"

"Meow..." She hadn't been here before, the last time she left Rongjing's side as a cat was the day he promised his mother to consider getting married.

After she returned to the woods, she lived every day in a daze, always feeling that time passed very slowly, but because she had no concept of time in her mind, two months passed without knowing it.

If that mysterious woman hadn't appeared suddenly that day, Le Xiaoqian would have decided to go down the mountain to find Rongjing again, thinking in her heart that even if she could only be his pet cat, she wanted to be by his side.

"Two months ago, I was thinking, if you were not adopted, would you like to come to my house? If you are willing, don't leave today."

"Meow……"

Although she was also very happy staying by Rongjing's side as a cat, Le Xiaoqian was not satisfied with this way.

If she couldn't turn into a human like before, she would definitely be trembling with joy at Rongjing's proposal.

But now, when she heard Rong Jing said he was willing to adopt her, she felt inexplicably troubled.

If she chose to follow Rong Jing as a cat, what would happen to her, Le Xiaoqian, as a human?
She also doesn't want the "human" Le Xiaoqian to disappear, she also wants to spend more time with Rongjing as a human being.

Even if she was a cat, Rong Jing would be willing to hold her in his arms if he could get close to Rong Jing like this.

But no matter what she said, the other party couldn't possibly understand.

She didn't live with the general for long, but after the general died, she was really lonely.

Because she has no concept of time, and because she knows that the general will be reincarnated, slowly, she forgot about that loneliness.

But now, if she stays by Rongjing's side like a cat like this, no matter how tenderly he treats her, she will feel lonely.

She will not be reconciled if she can't convey anything to the other party except meowing.

"By the way, I asked Zhaocai to bring you some food. By the way, I asked him to prepare your little house. This will be your home from now on." Rong Jing said, turned and went out to look for Zhaocai.

Le Xiaoqian was still on the table, just stood up and walked around on the table.

When Rong Jing came in, he saw the cat walking back and forth on the table, carefully avoiding the pen, ink, paper and inkstone he put on the table.

He couldn't help but smile.

This cat is really a cat that has always been very psychic, just like a human being, it understands everything, understands everything.

The most important thing is that it understands him.

Rong Jing walked over to hold the cat in his arms, walked to the window and stood there, watching the scenery outside the window.

He said: "I've drawn your portrait before, if it wasn't for the fact that I couldn't hear your thoughts with my own ears, I really want to show it to you now."

If you show it to a cat, you will be looking forward to it, how it will react, and how it will like it.

But no matter how human it is, it is a cat after all, even if it likes his paintings, it will only meow.

So Rongjing didn't take out the painting now.

After painting that painting, he originally wanted to hang it in his room, but he couldn't help "laughing" at himself for having that idea.

As if he wanted something from a cat.

"Meow~"

"You must be hungry, bear with me a little bit, Zhaocai will come over with food soon." Rong Jing said.

Le Xiaoqian yelled again, jumped out of Rong Jing's arms onto the table, turned her head to look at him, lowered her head to lick her paws, and then wiped her face.

It's just that when Rong Jing approached again, Le Xiaoqian jumped up the window, and then disappeared from Rong Jing's sight after a few jumps.

Rong Jing chased him to the outside of the room, but he didn't see the kitten.

"Master, I brought salted fish here." When Zhaocai came back from the kitchen, he saw the young master in a daze outside the door, so he said aloud.

Rong Jing turned to Zhaocai, stared at the dried salted fish in his hand for a while, and said softly, "It probably likes fresh fish, remember to prepare fresh fish at any time, and it will definitely come back."

"Huh? Is the little black cat already gone?" Zhao Cai said, looking around to find the cat.

Didn't the cat come back for food?He came over with salted fish, but the little black cat left.

Moreover, the young master seemed to be quite reluctant to part with the cat.

"Forget it." Rong Jing said out loud.

Zhaocai came back to his senses, walked to Rongjing, and said respectfully in a low voice: "Maybe it is not the cat that originally followed the young master. Young Master, you may have mistaken the cat. I remember that the original cat was more noisy."

"I will never admit my mistake. It is the cat from two months ago. How long do you think it has been with me?"

"Speaking of which, it seems that the cat has followed the young master from the very beginning. Even the wild cats are attracted by you, young master. You are really amazing, young master."

Rong Jing stretched out his hand and tapped Zhaocai's head lightly, and Zhaocai immediately covered his head with his hands to show pain on purpose.

Rong Jing went into the room to continue painting, this time he opened the door wide open, because he thought maybe the kitten would come back.

He was drawing the cat again, the blue-black shiny cat, but no matter how he painted it, it was still more beautiful as it was.

(End of this chapter)