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According to the origin of the birthday cake, which I have not studied, the soul of human beings is the most vulnerable on the day of birth and is easily invaded by demons. They need blessings from relatives and friends to strengthen their souls and resist demons. Humans need Blessings against the fragility of the soul.

I'm not sure whether Qiushui, who was born on that day, was invaded by demons because his soul was fragile, and his blessings from a single person were not strong enough. He lowered his eyes and raised his head slightly when I finished speaking, very obedient opened his mouth.

Of course, it may also be because the touch of blessing brought by a birthday cake is a real touch, and human beings may also make their souls vulnerable under the touch.

I pinched the back of Qiu Shui's neck, kissed his lips, pecked his nose after the breathing time, and kissed his head, his eyelashes were drooping to cover half of my eyes, obediently Shun didn't want all the things I expected him to do.

I tilted my head and kissed him on the cheek, and glanced at the clock on the wall. The time on it had turned past twelve midnight, and it had become a brand new day. I suppressed my voice and laughed: "It's past twelve o'clock." gone."

Qiu Shui pressed a pair of warm hands on my body weakly, and he responded very slowly and softly from his nasal cavity when he heard the words.

I gently kissed the skin around Qiushui's ear, continued to smile and said, "Qiushui you."

He leaned against me, and his voice became very thin, like the weak voice of the kitten squatting there not far away looking at me: "Yeah."

Compared with the two, I feel like a beast in clothes. He is only wearing a pair of dark boxer briefs, and his straight legs are standing close to me.

I felt a bit of meaningless distress, and was quickly overwhelmed by my instinct as a man, I moved my head slightly back, pointed at Qiu Shui's face, and called him: "Qiu Shui, raise your eyes. "

His eyes raised slowly, and his dark pupils met my gaze, and he stared at me without blinking.

I smiled and asked him, "Do you think it's okay?"

Qiu Shui asked a little dullly: "What?"

I laughed: "You know."

Qiu Shui didn't speak for a long time, stared at me for a long time, and even complained about me: "Do you think you are long-winded?"

"..." I couldn't help raising my eyebrows, "I think it's okay."

**

After taking a shower, I asked Qiu Shui to go back to the bedroom to sleep. At night, I dreamed that a homeless kitten lay down at my feet, rubbing against my feet with a pair of very innocent eyes.

I know very well in my heart that a cat is a creature, it just wants to beg for food, all its coquettish treatment of humans is not to please humans, everything it does is based on its own preferences, or occasionally to get you to feed it Open a can.

I know cats very well, but I still picked him up from the ground, and decided to buy him a cat litter, buy some cat toys, cat food and canned cats, and raise him for a while.

In the dream, the cat bit my trouser leg with great force, which made me unable to move. I struggled to move, and then I woke up in the middle of the night, and the kitten raised by Qiushui was sleeping on my quilt at the moment. I can't turn over.I let out a sigh of relief and sat up from the bed, stretched out my hand and moved the cat in a different direction, still thinking that this kitten would be able to open the door, which is such a difficult movement, when I saw the faint light in the living room at the door, I lifted The air conditioner was turned on and the door was opened to go out.

The light in the living room was off, but the light in the toilet was on. I walked to the door of the toilet and heard the faint sound of vomiting. I frowned and knocked on the door of the toilet: "Qiu Shui?"

Qiu Shui let out a hoarse "hmm" inside.

"Sick?" I stood at the door.

Qiu Shui opened the toilet door a few seconds later, his eyes were slightly red, his mouth was reddened as if he had just been scrubbed, and his watery eyes stared at me seriously: "No, I'm full."

I frowned: "What did you have for dinner?"

Qiu Shui's slightly bowed body slowly straightened up, and I heard him say: "Cake."

I froze for a moment: "Have you finished eating?"

Qiu Shui said, "There is still a little left."

"..." I felt a little helpless, "Is it uncomfortable, do you want to go to the hospital?" I suddenly remembered that this person seemed to be full of food and vomited for the first time. I stared at him for a while, a little puzzled, "Is it necessary for you to eat yourself until you vomit? It's not that you can't eat next time."

Qiu Shui wiped his face with his hand, and replied slowly: "Yeah." After a while, he said, "I just vomited it up, so I don't need to go to the hospital."

I reminded him that it would be bad for his health, he blinked, reached out and grabbed my wrist: "Yeah." He said, "I'm going to sleep, good night."

I nodded: "Good night."