I chase after the actor by lifting iron

On an empty road, not to mention people and cars, not even a ghost can be seen.

There was a long distance between the two street lights, and the illuminated area was not as long as the dark area. After walking for 10 minutes, Si Yanan suspected that this was a highway.

I don't feel cold, and it's hard to think logically.

I just feel bad, everything is bad, there is a ball of thread in front of my eyes, one dead knot after another, [-] knots in a row.My current mood is like the feeling of digging at this ball of thread for eight hours, and being told that I can't untangle it and I'm not allowed to stand up and move around.

Stiff, impatient, didn't even bother to stand up and yell.

very tired.

When he was a child, he hated the color of his eyes. He was always singled out in any group.Every unfamiliar adult will ask, oops, you are of mixed race, what country is your mother from, oh no, then what country is your father from.

Children follow suit, you are a mixed race, why are you a mixed race, why are your eyes green, so strange, why why why.

When Si Yan'an was a child, he didn't know why, but he knew it was different. Anyway, he was different.

Before learning the rules of human society, children are always naive and cruel like beasts. They are curious, ridiculed, and feel that they have power in their hands because they have excluded someone. After realizing this feeling, it is difficult not to pursue it.

There's no fix for this kind of thing, but as they get older and the kids start to behave like human beings, things get better.

Si Yan'an understood that it was because he didn't want to blend in anymore, because he couldn't get over this hurdle in his heart.

Obviously there is no particularly impressive memory, but when I see the crowd, I still want to stay away physiologically.

But in the end, I am still a person. If I am a person, I will be lonely and bored. I can only look for various things to care about, to own, to be needed, and to try my best to live like a normal person with bonds.

So far so good, he thought, seems to be doing well.

The studio...the movie...Although Xu Huangshan's teaser movie can't be obtained, he still has second-hand preparations. Fu Yongchuan has also said hello, so it should be fine.

what else?Seems to be pretty good.

Si Yanan walked along this road for more than an hour before he saw the fork.A car drove by the side of the road, smoke and dust rose, and he coughed twice.

He wanted to take out his mobile phone to take a taxi, but he couldn't put his hand in his pocket after lifting it for a long time. He tried to move, but found that he was frozen and blood stuck to his joints. He struggled for a long time to get the mobile phone out.

He had muted it before, but he didn't feel the vibration, and he didn't know why there were so many missed calls.

Regardless of these, he directly opened the taxi app.

It's the eighth day of the lunar new year, and many drivers who support their families have already gone to work, but this place is so remote that no one takes orders for half a day.

Si Yan'an had never used this broken software, so he didn't know that he could add a tip, so he stuck it in his pocket to blow the air.But his mood was strangely calm, and he couldn't make waves, probably because he didn't really want to go home.

In the end, a driver took the order, and Si Yanan felt really cold before sitting in.

There was a cross talk from the Deyun Society in the car, and there were bursts of laughter. The driver was not a pushy person. He was shocked when he saw the blood on his head when he looked in the rearview mirror.

"Hey brother, what's the matter with you, do you want to go to the hospital?"

Si Yanan didn't hear it.

He fell asleep for a while, and it was hard to say whether he could wake up, but he dreamed very efficiently.

In the dream, there was a burning cloud, and a boy from the same class came over, his face blurred, and asked, "Are you gay?"

He just scrolled through Weibo for a while bored, and happened to turn to a photo nine-square grid, clicked on it and looked at it.

The model is a man, and he is a bit of a sidekick, but he is not his style, and he is also very fast. I don't know how this buddy came to such a conclusion.

The place he was sitting by the window was completely enveloped by the orange light outside at the moment, which made him feel strangely lazy.

The driver hadn't come yet, and there was a traffic jam. He smiled and joked casually: "Yeah, why, are you going to chase me?"

The boy blushed instantly, then picked up his bag and rushed out of the classroom.

Is he that scary?Si Yanan thought casually.

The picture suddenly flashes over, with a sea in the background, and Hou Wenchang kicks his sand castle apart with one kick.The gravel kicked up, and some of it was clumped because of the water.

"Dog." Si Yanan heard himself say, in a soft voice: "You are a dog."

"You are a monster!" Hou Wenchang roared, "Look yourself in the mirror, you are a monster! Disgusting! An eyesore! Ugly!"

"Then you're a pig." After Si Yan'an finished speaking, he jumped up, grabbed Hou Wenchang's hair, and pressed his face into the sand. Hou Wenchang couldn't help struggling.

A handful of waves turned up, and the picture was shattered again.

This time he was standing in a narrow alley, looking at the sky blankly, it was narrow but dazzling.It should be noon, so hot that the air is twisted.

He saw a cat, a kitten, with a black back, white paws, and fierce eyes.

There was a pungent smell in the alley. He wanted to leave quickly, but after walking a few steps, he couldn't help but look back at the cat, wondering why it was wandering there.

Maybe there is no reason, after all, it is a cat, how can people understand cats?

But he thought again, people obviously can't understand people.

So he stopped.

Facts have proved that the cat has more logic than humans, and not long after, a steamed stuffed bun stall opened next to it.The delicious steamed buns mixed with the smell of the surrounding garbage dumps, which was weird and disgusting.

The cat squatted by the wall for a while, and let out a squealing, drawn-out, trembling sound.

The stall owner saw it and set up his stall on his own, and ignored it.

After a while, just as Si Yanan was about to leave, the cat meowed again.This time the stall owner probably packed it up, took out a bun from the inside, and threw it at the cat.

The little black-backed thing is very alert, as expected of a predator in nature, with such a big body, it can jump up to half a person's height, and after grabbing the bun, it turns around and runs away.

Si Yanan followed a few steps, and there was a sideways fork in front of him, and the cat jumped in to the left.The next moment, a black shadow flashed in front of his eyes, and the voice of jiliwala came out.

Scary.

Si Yan'an trotted a few steps and turned in, seeing the scene in front of him clearly, he was speechless for a moment.A dirty little black child confronted the kitten, and the bun was already in the child's hands.

Seeing him appear, one cat and one person looked at him vigilantly.

It's amazing, Si Yan'an was really shocked when he robbed the cat for food.After asking for a long time, the child didn't say anything, there was no sound in the screen, and the child had no face, just a black silhouette.

At that time, he felt that the child was a mute, which made him feel sorry for him and meddle in his own business.Unexpectedly, after taking care of him, he discovered that he could talk, but he didn't like to talk.

The sun was still high, and they were sitting on a bench that smelled so bad, first painted green and now mottled and mostly peeling off.

He broke off half of the crushed ice and gave it to the black shadow child. It was so hot that he wished he could shrink into the half of the popsicle.

"Why didn't you talk?" he heard himself asking, "Why didn't you ask for help?"

"No." The child said, his voice was rustling, his face was cold and cool.

"nothing?"

"use."

Si Yan'an was stunned for a while, and couldn't help laughing out loud, oh, he's still panting...

"Why doesn't it work? You see cats can meow. If you call someone, the stall owner will eat it. If you meow too, there must be someone with good intentions who will give you something to eat." Si Yan'an said.

"will not."

"Why not?"

"Cat." The child paused, and jumped out word by word: "It's cuter than me."

Si Yanan heard himself start laughing again.

Although he couldn't see the little black boy's face clearly, he still felt that the other person's expression should be strange, bewildered, and inexplicable.And a bit of cat-like conventional disdain.

"No one likes me. Because, I'm not cute." The child said seriously: "I can't ask for things. Cats can. So cats, cute. I, no."

"Cute means likable, right." Si Yan'an said, "You are also a human being, if you like yourself first, then you will be cute."

The black shadow children are in chaos.

"You talked to me, and now I think you are quite cute. That cat is not as cute as you. You did it." Si Yan'an smiled: "Go and treat others like this, so you won't be hungry. "

The child was finally sent to the police station, and Si Yanan stood at the entrance of the alley, looking again at the bright sky cut by the electric poles.

A cat meowed in the alley.

There were cracks in the slate on the ground, he avoided those lines and walked in step by step.

The black-backed and white-pawed cat was still in its old position. When it saw him, it drooped its tail vigilantly and remained motionless for a long time, as if the video card was stuck.

He stretched out his hand and picked up the cat by the back of the neck. The cat roared with its teeth and claws, making people headache.

"You..." He shook the cat: "...Are you trying to call it cute?"

Si Yan'an suddenly opened his eyes, and his heart began to beat uncomfortably again.

There is an air conditioner in the car, and the wounds that were numb from the cold before are revived, and the finger joints, forehead, and even every inch of muscle are sore and numb.

He didn't know what was wrong, he felt like his body was on fire, and there was also a strange uneasiness that had nothing to do with his body's protest.

The driver's cross talk had been turned off, and the car was eerily quiet.

With the phone still in his hand, he glanced at the time, only 5 minutes had passed.

Passing through most of Chong City, a large piece of snow floated in the sky.When getting off the car, the driver kindly asked him if he wanted an umbrella, but Si Yanan refused hoarsely.

He quickened his pace and walked home, and trotted again a few seconds later, but when he finally stood in front of the door, panting, he hesitated and didn't press the fingerprint lock for a long time.

Not cute is a cat that loves to fight against humans and wants to throw it away eight hundred times a day, but it also has cute little habits that a cat should have.

When you are hungry, it will come and meow, and if you do not close the door, it will sleep on your pillow. Sometimes you close the door for absolute silence, and when you come out, you will find it nestled in the doorway.

It is picky and greedy, and thinks that the things in the cat bowl must not be as delicious as your palm. The little tongue is dry and soft, and it feels numb when licked.

It also has a 13-year-old habit of coming to the door when you come home if no one else is in the house.

Sometimes he squats behind the door and yawns, sometimes he licks his hands on the shoe cabinet, doing all kinds of tricks.

But now, after standing at the door for so long, he didn't hear a single sound.

Si Yanan finally opened the door, the entrance was dark, and there was no sign of the cat.