The wealthy old cat always wants to go to bed

It was Zhuang Qi's usual time to go out, and the person who wrapped himself in a cocoon on the bed was still motionless, showing no sign of getting up.

Ruan Jingshi jumped onto the bed from the end of the bed strangely, stepped on a small footprint, and came to Zhuang Xi's pillow.

Zhuang Qi's slightly curled long eyelashes were lightly closed, and his expression was quite relieved. Ruan Jing was not at ease, she stretched out her fluffy cat's paws, and pressed the warm pad on his forehead.

It's okay, the temperature is normal.

Ruan Jingshi retracted the cat's paw, and scratched Zhuang Qi's cheek with her frowning long beard.

It's time for Sleeping Beauty to wake up, it's not the weekend yet, how can she stay in bed.

Zhuang Qi actually woke up early in the morning, his biological clock was always stable, and he woke up earlier than the alarm clock every day.After opening your eyes, cancel the alarm clock, get up, and go out, this is almost a daily routine.

It's the same today. When he woke up, the faint morning light illuminated the outline of the room through the gap of the blackout curtain. He watched quietly, and his heart no longer had the usual sense of urgency, but was extraordinarily peaceful.

This feeling was so comfortable that he didn't want to get up.

The crumbling sickle that has been hanging above the head will fall one day. In order to prevent the giant blade from being cut into two bloody pieces, he can only keep running and moving forward, trying to escape the danger.

But when the giant blade really fell from above, the tense pressure dissipated invisible, and after facing the fear directly, the heart also relaxed.

You see, there is no escape.

Unable to escape any longer, he could only pick up all available tools at hand and hold back the oncoming fatal blow.

If I am not dead, I am born again.

Zhuang Xi thought a lot by himself, most of which were memories, including the happy things he had encountered in these years, and also many things that didn't go his way, until... the cat whiskers scratched his face lightly.

Zhuang Qi opened his eyelids, and a magnified cat's face occupied his sight. After a while, the silly cat was no longer shaved and bald like when it just fell into the toilet. It had already grown a layer of short fluff. Keep the original skin color of the body.

The dividing line between face and body due to shaving is also gradually blurring.

Before long, this is a mentally silly cat again.

Zhuang Qi thought happily, picked up the cat, and held it up to his eyes.The silly cat with its four paws hanging in the air didn't panic. It seemed that there were vivid human emotions in its jewel-like eyes, so peaceful...tolerance?

Zhuang Qi smiled and sat up. For a moment, he didn't know what he was like in the cat's eyes. He always felt that sometimes he could understand what he said and did.

He gently put the cat back on the ground, got out of the bed himself, walked to the blackout curtain, pulled it open with a swish, and the room was bright.

Ruan Jingshi followed him and looked up at him.

Zhuang Qi's side face was shrouded in the sunlight, his boring glasses hadn't reached the bridge of his nose yet, his eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, revealing an indescribable delicacy, like a lilac blooming from a branch, even if you saw it for the first time, you couldn't take your eyes off it.

"Today is a good day." Zhuang Qi's voice was as clean as his own.

He doesn't like to talk to himself, and he used to come back quietly by himself, and then leave quietly the next day, even if he meets a co-tenant who doesn't look up and down, he doesn't show much enthusiasm.

Since there were more cats around him, he talked more often, and he often had the illusion that he was no longer alone.No matter what he said, there was always a qualified listener who listened quietly, occasionally nudged him, and responded with a meow.

This feeling is so addicting.

Zhuang Qi squatted down in front of Ruan Jingshi, rubbing his palm against its forehead, like the warm wind blowing in winter, dry but warm.Ruan Jingshi's head swayed slightly with his movements, and the bright and flowing eyes reflected the smile that Zhuang Qi only gave him at the moment.

The breathing suddenly became not very smooth, and the heartbeat was like an unstoppable drumbeat, once, twice, three times, which made people feel overwhelmed.

Ruan Jingshi slowly lowered her head in a strange mood.

It's over, he thought.

I really, really like this guy.

When Zhuang Qi tidied up and came to the company without haste, everyone was already in working condition, with their backs straight, and the atmosphere was different from usual.

Everyone glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally from the corner of the eye, with curiosity to watch the excitement, and gloating at his misfortune.

Unaffected by Zhuang Qi, he pulled out his chair and put down his things. Qian Qian, who was a row away from him, looked worried, and wanted to say something, but was preempted by others: "Xiao Zhuang, why is it sooner or later? , why did you lose the chain today?"

It was Li Ge who was talking. Before Zhuang Qi came, he sat firmly in the top spot in the art group, enjoying the praise of everyone, and usually engaged in cliques, and he was especially able to grab credit. One of the most annoying people in the company.

Zhuang Qi doesn't fight or snatch, but when he puts his paintings together with Li Ge's, as long as he is not blind, he can see the difference. This makes the boss brag about how good Li Li is, his face is swollen, hot the pain.

Although everyone's attitude towards him did not change, "Brother Li, Brother Li" shouted, but he always felt that the compliments were full of ridicule.

He hated Zhuang Qi to death, as long as Zhuang Qi was still alive, he would have to endure this humiliation, Old Wu is also a waste, so upset with Zhuang Qi, why didn't he fire him!

Li Ge endured it day by day, feeling that he was going to be psychotic, but now he is fine, and this day is finally coming to an end.

Li Ge looked at Zhuang Qi with surprisingly bright eyes, and couldn't hold back the corners of his mouth: "Old Wu called you a lot, and he was so angry that he dropped his mobile phone. They are upstairs in the conference room now, you can go there quickly."

This demeanor and tone, changing the words to "you go and die", there is no sense of disobedience at all.

Zhuang Xi didn't even turn on his computer. He stood behind the chair, glanced at him from the corner of his eyes, and said flatly, "Thank you."

"What's your attitude!" Brother Li jumped up from his seat like a spring as if he had been greatly provoked, wanting to argue with him.

Zhuang Qi had already gone upstairs to meet Lao Wu.

The meeting room is said to be a meeting room, but in fact it is just a separate space separated by glass. Not only is the sound insulation effect average, but there is no privacy at all.

When Zhuang Qi came up the stairs, he first heard the glass door of the conference room creaking, and then the sound of Old Wu's footsteps carrying a keychain Ding Ding Dang to the stairs.

"Zhuang Qi!" Old Wu probably got a tip-off from someone else, so he came here to block him, "What's wrong with you! Why didn't you answer the phone? You want to take revenge on me, deliberately ruin my business??"

Old Wu was so anxious and angry that he didn't dare to let go of his voice and shout: "Don't you want to do it!"

Zhuang Qi just stepped on the last step, and Old Wu was stuck there, so he could only walk through sideways, and his light voice scattered in Old Wu's ears: "That's right, I don't want to do it anymore."

He bypassed Old Wu, walked to the door of the meeting room in a familiar way, and pushed it in without knocking.

There were six or seven people sitting in the conference room, Zhuang Qi only looked at the leader.

The man didn't know how to sit, his whole body was sunken in the chair as if someone had broken his bones, his pair of slender legs rested on the table, and even the computer that Old Wu used to play PPT made him kick away from the original place. s position.

His appearance is also handsome, different from Zhuang Qi's dignified beauty, this young man is flamboyant and sharp in every way, his eyebrows are flying, but they are not narrow and long, and the ends of the raised eyes reveal "who would Don't mess with my uncle." His nose is small and straight, his mouth is also small, and the corners of his lips are slightly drooping, which makes him look more world-weary.

From Zhuang Qi's point of view, this is a violent jerk who always wants to destroy the world because of a bad mood. Every time he draws a villain, he always wants to use this kid as a prototype.

Old Wu hurriedly chased him in. The meeting room was not that big, only enough to accommodate eight chairs, and it would be a bit out of place if it was crowded any more.

The only empty one was originally Old Wu's, but this time Zhuang Qi didn't say anything about first come, first served, and took it directly. Old Wu was left alone, with his hands clasped in front of him, like a grandson, standing in a state of disbelief. One side: "Everyone is here, let's continue."

No one praised his field.

The young man who had been wandering around and acting very rude all the time sat up slightly, and it was Zhuang Qi who looked at him: "I don't think that's necessary."

"This..." Lao Wu panicked, this is different from what he said!

"What are you in a hurry for?" The young man gave him a playful look out of the corner of his eye, "It's none of your business here, take it out."

He looked at the others in the same company again: "You guys go out too, and go with Mr. Wu to find out about their company's situation. Be careful and don't make any mistakes."

Another group of people got up and went out, and the conference room was quite empty, only Zhuang Qi, that arrogant young man, and his two supporters were left.

Zhuang Qi was extremely calm, his foreign policy has always been that the enemy will not move, and I will not move, if the enemy moves, let him move enough first.

The other party obviously didn't intend to be more patient than Zhuang Xi, like a child who got something new and couldn't wait to show it off: "Aren't you surprised to see me?"

Zhuang Qi leaned on the back of the chair and played with the swivel chair: "Do you think I look surprised?"

The young man pursed his lips and sneered, "Whether you admit it or not, you are a loser in front of me."

Zhuang Xi chuckled when he heard the words, and with the sound of the swivel chair clicking, he said indifferently, "How old is Zhuang Xiangtian? Is he childish or not?"

His attitude angered the other party, and the young man kicked the edge of the table fiercely, with a fierce look in his eyes: "Is it difficult to admit that you have failed? You are not as good as me in everything, not even your name!"

The more Zhuang Xiangtian talked, the more relieved he became: "I heard that before your mother was born, she dreamed that there was a phoenix flying towards her with a branch in its mouth, so I named you Zhuang Qi and said that you were a little phoenix sent to them by heaven. .”

His smile continued to deepen: "But, what did you bring? You killed your parents and wanted to bring bad luck into my house. You are a complete disaster!"

Zhuang Qi picked up the unopened mineral water in front of him and threw it at Zhuang Xiangtian.