818 The president next door and his cat

Wen Qibai reached out to touch the ray of sunlight, but found a black paw in his eyes.

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There are no words to describe Wen Qibai's current mood. He will not go back now, so what about his body?If there is no soul to rule the body, it will die.

Wen Qibai squatted on the bed, facing the golden sunlight covering the windowsill, feeling fear for the first time.

What's the point of being a cat all your life? What's the point of being confined to a community without a goal?

What Wen Qibai can live up to now is the sustenance of being able to transform back into a human body. If the bubble of sustenance is broken, the whole life will become meaningless.

The whole world seems to be fading until it becomes pure black.

When Zhang Yao came over that day, Wen Qibai was lying weakly on the window sill, his green pupils were half drooping, and he didn't pay any attention when he heard someone coming in.

His intuition told Zhang Yao that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out the reason. After all, this little guy was still in high spirits yesterday, and nothing happened, so why did he suddenly become listless?

Not wanting to eat lunch either, Wen Qibai turned over on the window sill, it's better to just starve to death like this.

Zhang Yao stayed in the villa until after two o'clock and failed to coax Wen Qibai to eat a little. After hesitating again and again, he still called Su Jingyue.

Today is the weekend, Su Jingyue didn't go to work, and he didn't know where he went, and no one answered the phone for a long time.

Zhang Yao stayed in the villa all afternoon, and did not get through to Su Jingyue until it got dark.

Wen Qibai still maintained his morning posture and looked at the dark sky outside, feeling that life was meaningless.

I'm just a low-level actor, and it won't be a big news if I die. I'm in such a ghostly state that I can't even take a last look at my body.

When Su Jingyue opened the door and came in, he saw the slumped shadow lying on the window sill, and even the pair of pointed ears lost the usual energy.

"Why don't you eat?" Su Jingyue's voice was deep and powerful, he reached out to hug Wen Qibai, and patted his head.

Wen Qibai smelled a faint scent of perfume on Su Jingyue's body.

"Is it not to your taste? Can I help you prepare what you want to eat?" Su Jingyue wanted to do something, but when he opened the refrigerator, he found it was empty. Then he remembered that he hadn't come back for a long time, and the things in the refrigerator were probably because they couldn't be preserved. They were all cleaned up by Zhang Yao.

Wen Qibai jumped out of Su Jingyue's arms, returned along the same path, and lay down on the window sill again, looking at the sky outside, suddenly wanted to cry.

Why should all this fall on him? He recognized it when he became a cat, he recognized it when he was bullied by stray cats and dogs in the garbage dump, he recognized that he would still starve even if he was brought home by Su Jingyue, but now this The blow made him really unbearable.

The road that belongs to him has never been smooth sailing.

Wen Qibai doesn't expect smooth sailing, but it doesn't mean he wants to enter a dead end.

Su Jingyue had never seen Wen Qibai like this before, even when he saw him for the first time, when he was sternly baring his teeth at him next to the trash can, Wen Qibai's eyes were shining, stubborn and full of hope, but Now, that ray of light seems to be disappearing.

"What's the matter, can you tell me?" Su Jingyue half squatted in front of Wen Qibai, touched his head, and gently induced.

Scumbag!Wen Qibai didn't know why this word popped up in his mind, he just ignored it when he got angry, now that he wants to make a cliché, I'm too lazy to play with you.

Su Jingyue sighed softly, knowing that he had hurt the little guy's heart, he also regretted it for a while. If he knew that things would turn out like this, why would he ask the bottom line at the beginning, but unfortunately there is no medicine for regret in the world.

"If it's because of me, I apologize to you, and I won't ask again, can you get up and eat something?" Su Jingyue stroked Wen Qibai's hair, feeling distressed for a while.

If you can't eat, don't want to eat, if you can still eat happily when you encounter this, then you are really heartless and brainless.

Wen Qibai lay on the window sill without eating or drinking for two days, Su Jingyue finally couldn't sit still, and sent Wen Qibai to the pet hospital for countless checkups, and the results were all without any problems.

It's not a physical problem, it's a psychological problem. When a psychiatrist was pressed next to Wen Qibai by Su Jingyue, his heart collapsed. What a joke, he doesn't even know what the cat is bothering him Do psychological counseling, let alone how to do psychological counseling for cats, Young Master Su, teach me.

Su Jingyue rubbed Wen Qibai's head like a headless fly. Zhang Yao said that there was nothing unusual about Wen Qibai a few days before he left, and he should eat and play. I don't know what happened. After one night , suddenly becomes like this.

Su Jingyue came back that night, and Wen Qibai was still sleeping when he came back. He was afraid that Wen Qibai would be cold at night, so he carried Wen Qibai to the bed, stayed there for a while before leaving, and found nothing suspicious.

He even took the time to check the community surveillance, but he still didn't find anything unusual.

Wen Qibai turned to look at the psychiatrist and Su Jingyue, then turned back listlessly.

The doctor silently opened his little book, and began to read one by one. After a whole afternoon, he finally put Wen Qibai to shame.

Like an old monk chanting scriptures next to his ears, there was buzzing around his ears. Wen Qibai couldn't get through the horns, so he turned his head and slapped that psychologist. I couldn't let myself live for a while when I thought about my life. .

Su Jingyue's eyes lit up in a flash, and immediately grabbed the psychiatrist and asked, "Which one did you read just now?!"

Covering the paw prints on his face, the psychiatrist raised his finger with difficulty and pointed to item 560 in the notebook.

"Psychological Counseling for Homosexuals"

Su Jingyue: ...

Wen Qibai didn't know what the two were muttering about, but he felt a deep malice.

Su Jingyue touched Wen Qibai's head and sighed, "It's okay, I can accept whatever you like."

Wen Qibai: ...

Under Su Jingyue's inexplicable eyes, Wen Qibai stood up from the window sill, moved to the kitchen step by step, opened the refrigerator, felt the eyes from behind, and still felt a chill down his back.

Wen Qibai still felt that the method of starving to death was particularly cowardly, and he would think of other ways to go back when he was full.

For several days, Wen Qibai squatted in front of the neighbor's TV to watch the news, and finally saw the news of his disappearance a week later.

What appeared on the screen was a young man with star-like eyes, looking very energetic, standing in front of the camera in a black suit.

"Qibai is the most suitable male lead for my movie. If I can't find him, I won't use others even if I don't make it." The man on TV is the director of the new movie that Wen Qibai is going to take on this time. A rising rookie in the director world, the casting process has not been made public, and not many people know that he is the leading actor. This time, it was because of his disappearance that the matter was made public.

Then Wen Qibai's manager started to speak, his face was full of pain, and he even cried at the end.

Wen Qibai snorted from his nose, Xu Xiu is really, he never saw her care about him so much when he was alive.

The last one to come on stage was a rising artist who claimed to be Wen Qibai’s best friend. He also covered his face with a sad face, “I don’t know where Ah Bai has gone and whether he will be in danger. I really miss him. I really missed him that day. We should go look for him at night, so he won't disappear inexplicably."

The more she talked, the more miserable she became, and at the end she rolled her eyes from crying and passed out.

Wen Qibai: It's all here and there, he hasn't even seen this little pink twice, okay?

This is probably the hottest news he participated in.

Wen Qibai slowly went back to his home, Su Jingyue went to work, and Erha was locked at home by his master.

When Wen Qibai passed by the door of Erha's house, Erha was still screaming at him through the window, wanting to rush out like crazy.

Wen Qibai tilted his head to look at Erha, before he even thought about teasing him with a small dried fish, he was caught in a net bag that fell from the sky, and then something was put next to his nose.

Wen Qibai held his breath subconsciously, but his body was still weak in an instant. I went, and the cats were all caught in Jinyue's rich area. I'm too brave.

Erha roared even louder, but the windows in this villa area all have a certain sound insulation effect, and the noise that came out was not too much, and it didn't attract much attention at all.

Wen Qibai moved his paws, but he couldn't lift the slightest bit.

"It has a locator on its neck, so it can't be carried very far." The man who caught Wen Qibai spoke anxiously into the phone as if he was on the phone.

"Okay, but the money has to be doubled, and I'll throw it away when I leave the city." Finally the man agreed, stuffed Wen Qibai into his backpack and left the community with it on his back.

The security guards saw that this man was a stranger with a black bag on his back, so he looked very suspicious. After questioning him a few more times, he found nothing unusual. What's more, this man had a pass, so they couldn't stop him.

Su Jingyue's habit is to glance at Wen Qibai's location every five minutes, and the computer is always on.

Su Jingyue couldn't help laughing when he saw the red dot moving towards the door. Wen Qibai used to go to the door every day to bully those security guards, and those security guards would cry every time they saw him. It's all right.

"President Su, the meeting is about to begin." Zhang Yao knocked on the door and said respectfully.

Su Jingyue took one last glance at the moving red dot next to the gate, and walked out of the office.

The meeting is in progress.

Su Jingyue leaned back in his chair and listened to the explanation, but he couldn't stop tapping on the table with his fingers, feeling flustered for some reason.

"President Su, what do you think of this project?" A minister asked cautiously. President Su kept frowning, as if he was not particularly optimistic about this project.

When Su Jingyue came back to his senses, he realized that he hadn't listened to anything. He was playing with the phone with ~ in his hand, and said lightly, "It's okay."

The more the meeting went on, the more absent-minded Su Jingyue became. He couldn't listen to a word, and couldn't stop looking down at his watch.

"President Su." Zhang Yao couldn't help asking, "Are you okay, if you feel unwell, please suspend the meeting first."

Su Jingyue didn't even hear this sentence clearly, he frowned and looked at Zhang Yao, "Continue."

The meeting continues.

Su Jingyue was still wandering even when the phone rang, not knowing what to think or what to think, his mind went blank.

"President Su, your phone is ringing." Zhang Yao reminded in a low voice.

Needless to say, the other ministers, the president can't even hear his mobile phone ringing, let alone listen to their explanations. I don't know what can make Mr. Su so absent-minded. Mr. Su is a workaholic. Meetings are hell, and this time, while not criticizing anyone, it felt even more tingling.

It was the call from the community security room, and they only found out that Wen Qibai had been taken away when they were watching the surveillance, so they were so frightened that they immediately called Su Jingyue.

Su Jingyue's face darkened at a visible speed. By the time the other side finished talking about the specific situation, the meeting room could be used as a cold storage room. Several ministers didn't even dare to say a word, for fear Make trouble for yourself.

"Zhang Yao, tell Lu Mo to seal up this city for me." When Su Jingyue hung up the phone, he looked sideways at Zhang Yao, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

Angrily, he laughed and said that it was the current situation, but he, Su Jingyue, wanted to see who was so brave enough to snatch things from him.