Before becoming a cat demon

It hasn't been a day or two since Zhao Kexian took care of it. He didn't understand what it meant, but he just pretended: "Huh? Tingzhi? He didn't come today!"

This is just the most difficult cat in his family. Zhao Kexian tried to change the subject, but he didn't squat down, just talking about this strange confrontation posture of one high and one low, knowingly asking: "Qiaoqiu, are you awake? Sleep at night How is it? How did the takeaway taste yesterday?"

Qiuqiu ignored him, crawled onto the sofa, raised his head and stared wide-eyed: "Meow!"

Zhao Kexian continued to pretend to be stupid: "It's not delicious, so I'd better switch to another one today." He had just finished speaking when he saw Qiuqiu's claws start to move back and forth on the sofa, and there was a "hiss" in his mouth The voice was obviously a little angry, so I had to change my words: "Tingzhi really didn't come, you have already looked for it!" But he cursed inwardly, animals have become spirits these days.

Qiuqiu: "Meow!"

Zhao Kexian: "You must have heard it wrong."Meow, meow, you big-headed ghost!

Qiuqiu bared his teeth at him, jumped off the sofa, turned around and walked to the side, looking very proud.Zhao Kexian had no choice but to follow the little ancestor and wait on him carefully.

When he reached the door of the bathroom, he suddenly realized that he walked in three steps at a time, grabbed Shen Tingzhi's clothes and hid behind him.Of course Qiuqiu didn't like his tricks, it flicked its tail vigorously, as if it would give him a paw at any time.

Zhao Kexian had no choice but to surrender: "Okay, I admit, he has been here before, let me help him with laundry, the others have already left, hehehe."

He spoke with a guilty conscience and laughed awkwardly.Unexpectedly, Qiuqiu really didn't pursue it, and just walked away with its small body, obviously meaning "the boss asked you to wash the clothes, you should do it well".

Shen Tingzhi's parents died when he was very young, and the grandfather who raised him also passed away the year before last.Even though he was used to being strong and independent since he was a child, he occasionally felt a little lonely, especially on this day.

In the cemetery, there were usually few people who came to pay respects. Shen Tingzhi presented flowers to his parents, and leaned on the tombstone to talk about his life.Although his parents passed away early, they loved their only son very much during their lifetime, almost to the point of obeying in everything, and the relationship between them was very deep.Even after so many years, Shen Tingzhi still missed them.

Shen Tingzhi stayed for a long time, then got up and went to another place.His parents were originally buried together, but grandpa's cemetery had to go around a bit.

Before he got there, he saw a tall man standing in front of him from a distance.Shen Tingzhi got closer, only to find that the other party was standing in front of his grandfather's grave, holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, clearly coming to worship.

Shen Tingzhi only looked at the profile, and felt that this person was a little strange, and he probably didn't know him.But when he walked in front of the other party, he felt a little familiar, but he still couldn't remember who it was.Shen Tingzhi usually has a good memory, but he has seen a lot of people, so it is reasonable for him not to recognize them.

The other party put down the flowers respectfully, saw Shen Tingzhi approaching, withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly: "Hello!"

Shen Tingzhi also smiled back and politely replied: "Hello, thank you for coming to visit my grandpa."

"This is what I should do. I am Wei Qing (qing), I know you, you are the grandson of the teacher." Wei Qing was a little embarrassed after speaking. He is usually calm and steady, but at this time his mouth is very clumsy, wanting to He said something to enliven the atmosphere, but his head seemed to be rusted, and he couldn't turn it.

"Well, I'm Shen Tingzhi." Shen Tingzhi replied politely. Naturally, he was not a talkative person, but he never wanted to embarrass others, so he raised the topic in a considerate manner: "Have you been here for a long time?"

"No, I just came here." Wei Qin slightly opened his eyes, and replied seemingly casually.

"Oh, that's it..." Shen Tingzhi glanced at him when he saw this, but he didn't pick up the topic. He just casually found a place on the ground and sat down: "Are you in a hurry? If not, come and accompany grandpa with me." !"

Wei Que readily agreed, he looked at Shen Tingzhi, and finally chose to sit next to him, with only two fists between them.

Shen Tingzhi didn't notice this. He looked into the distance and asked casually: "You used to be a student of Grandpa? Have I met you before?"

Shen Tingzhi's grandfather, Shen Su, is a professor of literature at Yulin University in the south of the Yangtze River. Shen Tingzhi is a medical student. Except for taking a literature course in his sophomore year, he doesn't usually have the chance to meet Shen Su's students.

In fact, he didn't care too much about it, he just asked casually.Unexpectedly, Wei Que didn't answer immediately, he was silent for a while, he didn't know which question he was embarrassed by.

Shen Tingzhi was about to expose this topic, but Wei Que said: "I majored in Chinese Language and Literature in college."

Grandpa's direct student?Shen Tingzhi glanced at him in surprise.

Shen Tingzhi's demeanor is cold, he doesn't interact with people very often, and his dealings with others are quite indifferent, with little enthusiasm.But he handles things very well and never gives people a sense of superiority. As long as you get acquainted with him, it's hard not to have a good impression of him.

Shen Su was afraid that he would be too introverted, and others would look at others with his appearance, fearing that he would be timid, so he would stay away from him, so he often invited some students to his home as guests in private, so as to provide him with some opportunities to make friends. The hard work can be seen One spot.

Although Yulin University is a comprehensive institution, because of its profound cultural background, especially famous for its literature and medicine, there are quite a few students in the Faculty of Arts every year.Even so, there are not many boys under Shen Su's school. Shen Su has taught for many years and has a house in the school, so it is quite convenient to come and go.

There were a lot of people coming to the family, once they came and went, Shen Tingzhi recognized all the boys under Shen Su's sect, even those who had no acquaintances, they could be familiar with each other.But Wei Quen, he really didn't have any impression.

Shen Tingzhi had noticed before that he asked two questions, and Wei Que only answered one.

Now it seems that there is something hidden in it.But the other party was unwilling to answer, and it was inconvenient for him to ask.Just like this, he didn't know how to continue the topic.

Aware of his silence, Wei Quen paused for a while, then continued a little awkwardly: "Where do you live now? Is it far from here? I'll take you back later!"

He spoke a little fast, but his tone was a little dull, as if he was eager to finish the sentence but tried his best to control it.

Shen Tingzhi felt that this person was a bit weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong specifically.He shook his head: "No, I have to go somewhere later."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw Wei Que lowered his head and lowered his eyes slightly, which gave him the illusion that the other party seemed to be a little depressed.He didn't look carefully before, but now he suddenly realized that Wei Qun's appearance is very good, with deep features, high nose bridge, sharp edges and corners of the whole face, his pupils are very deep, and he is a bit cold when he doesn't smile.

For some reason, Shen Ting suddenly wanted to laugh.He wanted to laugh, so he did.

He was born with a delicate face, every inch of the line is like the art of nature, slowly outlining the most moving appearance.When he smiled, he only gave people a sense of spring breeze blowing on his face.

The author has something to say: I wrote one of my favorite stalks today, and the whole person became very excited. Maybe this is the joy of writing the article. Not there~(≧▽≦)/~(shy ing)