want to date my cat

When taking a hot bath in winter, there will be a shivering moment.

It seemed that the scalding temperature had awakened the bones, allowing the frozen body to loosen again.

Mi Zhiqiu put a drum of foam on the mist-covered glass, like a small iceberg on the white snow, and poured water on it again, watching the foam slide down at a very fast speed, and then slowly, as if pushed onto the beach at high tide waves.

He sometimes thinks back to the Pokémon he watched when he was a child before turning off the hot water. He doesn’t even remember what the episode was about. Standing up will be delayed by the wind, unable to leave the warm spring water.

Only those who have endured the cold for a long time can face the wind and snow, and those who soaked in the hot springs, how did they leave.

At that time, he was too young to know the summary. The climax of each episode is when the protagonist overcomes difficulties in the story, and the plot of the villain will only end abruptly when he fails.The audience doesn't care about the supporting roles, but just wants to know that the labeled evil is repelled by justice, and has a tragic ending of turning into a shooting star.

But when Mi Zhiqiu was a child, he always wondered what they experienced when they made a comeback and persevered in finding the protagonist again.

In the winter days, getting out of the shower always requires a lot of courage from the hot water. Mi Zhiqiu shivered and put on layers of clothes, finally feeling that she had retained some warmth.

When he grew up, he realized that the story cannot cover the perspective of each character, and a person can only be the protagonist of his own world.But the protagonist is not that good either. When I read other people's stories, I feel that Qianfan is exhausted, and the time is passing, while my own time is slowly passing by every second.

Not a day is missing.

Mi Zhiqiu sneezed, feeling like he had overcome another daily difficulty.

The first week of the new semester is a repeated ordeal. Because of the change of major, I have to go to the Academic Affairs Office to fill in the forms and make up for the professional courses that I didn’t take in the freshman year.

Life does not seem to have changed much because of the jump from vacation to class. It seems that whether it is going home or going back to school, it is so familiar.

The leader held his schedule, as if he had been blinded, and even covered his eyes with a hand, "Why do you torture yourself like this."

Mi Zhiqiu looked at him still playing so much, "After all, there are times in this world where debts are not the same sooner or later."

There is probably nothing more troublesome than going to the Academic Affairs Office. They seem to know how to divide the sales business. They will let you go to one place to get a form, and after you hand it back, they will let you go to this place to get another one. According to the table, it seems that the whole process and one-time ordering of things seem to be the enemy of their management.

After Mi Zhiqiu's experience last semester, he made up his mind that this semester, he would have to grit his teeth and make up his credits in ten classes a day, in case he had to deal with the Academic Affairs Office again.

It happened that Xia Xin was not there suddenly.

Mi Zhiqiu froze for a moment, feeling that this idea was like a small mushroom popping up suddenly, squatting there quietly after the rain.

He put the timetable in the book, shook the other form, and greeted the leader, "I'm going to hand in the form again."

The word "again" is very heavy.

The leader gave him a thumbs up, "Bring me a meal."

Big Hei's head also popped out of the bed like a mushroom, "I want to eat fried rice noodles."

Shao Rui nodded, "Add one."

Mi Zhiqiu, who rode back to the dormitory an hour later, not only carried more lessons, but also brought four meals.

Spring seems to be reported together with the new semester. When the bicycle passes by the artificial lake, you can see the drooping branches scattered with tender green.Mi Zhiqiu has always felt that the word tender really belongs to spring, and all the colors about it exude new life.

The last time he rode a bike was at the end of winter. In order to pick up the bike from the head of the Yangtze River Bridge, he wore two sweaters. When he got home, he still felt that his earlobe was about to fall off. He regretted why he didn’t put the bike there. self-destruct.

I don't know if it was luck, or because the car was parked far away, he ran early in the morning, and the bouquet of flowers was still completely lying in the car basket, carrying the residual warmth of the night.

"I brought you healthy and healthy." Mi Zhiqiu took a photo of the car and sent it to Xia Xinran.

Xia Xin suddenly got the ticket to go back very early, and immediately replied, "Well, let it take care of itself, don't bother you."

Sometimes people's behavior is only determined by a momentary thought. Mi Zhiqiu thought he would put flowers in the living room casually, or borrow flowers to present to his mother as a gift, but in the end he took them into the bedroom and left them behind the drawing board.

It's like he didn't expect that he would bring the car to school.

When they returned to the dormitory, Shaorui and the leader didn't know which dormitory they went to visit.

Dahei, like a flexible sloth, immediately climbed out of bed, "They rebelled when they smelled hot pot next door, unlike me, who just wait for you to come back."

Mi Zhiqiu explained to him seriously, "Because you can't eat spicy food."

Dahei scratched the disposable chopsticks, "How could it be, even if it is a clear soup pot!"

He paused, "If the soup pot is clear, the two of them won't go, there must be someone waiting for you."

Mi Zhiqiu comforted himself, "Fortunately, no one buys mandarin duck pot on this floor."

Dahei's expression was miserable, "Yeah, why doesn't anyone buy a mandarin duck pot?"

Mi Zhiqiu was moved by his spirit of never doing it himself, and laughed.

In fact, he seldom eats in the dormitory. It seemed that when it was meal time, Xia Xin would appear naturally, and then go to the cafeteria or the school gate together. It was rare for him to eat around a bench with his roommates.

It's like going back to before I met him.

Dahei didn't know if he also felt that this scene was quite strange. He looked at Mi Zhiqiu and said, "Xia Xin is not here suddenly, even I don't feel used to it."

After saying such a thing, Mi Zhiqiu seemed to take it for granted, just as if he had just said a word, and passed the topic without a trace.But maybe it was spring that swept over his heart, and he became very frank in this minute.

Mi Zhiqiu bit his chopsticks, feeling a little confused, "Fortunately, it's as if he wasn't there in the first place."

There is no unsympathetic meaning, just a statement.

Dahei was a little excited, and tapped the side of the plastic box with his chopsticks, "Tsk, heartless person."

Mi Zhiqiu patted him on the head, "As soon as your parents brought you food, you turned your face and refused to recognize anyone."

This is just a normal interruption, the same as every time before, but Dahei rarely looks serious.

He asked Mi Zhiqiu, "Do you know?"

what do you know.

Mi Zhiqiu was picking vegetables from a bowl to eat, when he suddenly looked up at Dahei, as if he didn't react.

All people are dull sometimes, but no one can fail to understand the things that matter most to them, no matter how obscure those messages are.

Dahei rarely said such ambiguous words, but it seemed that he had no way to give more information, "You know."

The original intention of those vague words seems to be to not be understood.

But Mi Zhiqiu thought a little funny.

How could you not know.

His voice was very shallow, completely different from the one just now, with an impeccable stability, "He likes me."

It's a firm tone.

It seemed to be empty after saying so, and added, "It's just that I can like it more."

I want him to realize clearly that he likes me, not curiosity and appreciation, nor is it because I like him that he likes me.

Dahei seemed to have exhausted all his silent questions, and reached out to pat Mi Zhiqiu on the shoulder like a comforting person.

"He likes you enough."

Mi Zhiqiu was stunned when he, who always looked the biggest, actually said such a sure word.

As if feeling that he must continue to be deep today, Dahei thought about it seriously.

"So Mimi, you are an idiot."