want to date my cat

This is different from any answer that Mi Zhiqiu imagined.

He imagined that Xia Xin suddenly nodded silently, asked back to cover up, or looked at himself with a smile.In the past few months, Mi Zhiqiu has practiced not only being blindly optimistic, but also imitating Xia Xinran from memory, so that every text conversation seems to have a tone and expression.

The only thing he didn't expect was that Xia Xin would suddenly put a kiss on his hand.

Like he didn't expect to ask such a question.

Mi Zhiqiu is a person who is addicted to stretching the battle line or standing on a high place to wait for the opponent to extend his hand. His original intention is another temptation, but his words turn into an invitation following instinct.

But it was too late for the direction of the story to make him regret it. A shy person hits a straight ball too powerfully.

Mi Zhiqiu tried not to show his expression, but the fingertips that Xia Xin pulled with his fingers seemed to be burning.He is a milk popsicle in summer, a little hard illusion melts into the softest white.

The little watermelon juice accumulated in Mi Zhiqiu's hand just now was evaporated by Xia Tian, ​​leaving only sticky sweetness.He stared at a little water that slipped into his palm, and wanted to stretch his fingers to prevent the palm prints from sticking together, but the cicadas were buzzing too loudly in his ears, and he couldn't think about this topic with only two options for a while.

Another patient waiter suspected that the person in front of him might have caught sight of Medusa, so he lightly tapped Mi Zhiqiu's petrified knuckles, then lowered his head and kissed his fingertips.

Xia Xinran's soft lips told the mystery of the ten fingers connected to the heart. The index finger who was treated tenderly was obviously the index finger, but the ring finger seemed to accidentally touch the corner of his mouth, pulling Mi Zhiqiu's heart and tightening.

Mi Zhiqiu saw that Xia Xin's newly grown hair melted into the night with the chocolate color she had dyed before, and even though her eyes were lowered, she could still see her lower eyelashes drooping.He wanted not to answer, to see what this person would do wantonly, but he seemed to be hit by panic, and instinctively said no.

Xia Xin suddenly opened his hands easily, stood up and took a step closer to Mi Zhiqiu, like an adult patiently questioning a child, bent slightly and kissed his temples, then flicked away the bangs that blocked his eyes, and asked him again, "Can I kiss you?"

The voice was too close, as if it was fluffy and landed on the face, Mi Zhiqiu thought that there was a hand pinching his heart, only then did he realize that the hand was holding the heart.He heard his own heartbeat, like the end of a music score, all the rough and rough were transitioned, leaving only the soothing scale, smooth and regular.

He heard himself say no.

Mi Zhiqiu originally thought that all the light of this secret love was shining on Xia Xinran.Mi Zhiqiu doesn’t have a God’s perspective, he only knows that it’s him who jumps on the window sill to get to know the other person day after day, he’s the one who says the name first, he’s the one who makes the first accident, he’s the one who takes the initiative to touch him, he’s anxious and afraid It is the self that separates.

It's all me, me me.

He couldn't take care of himself, he could only think about having the same pride, so he put his mobile phone into the drawer for an afternoon, retracted his hand reaching for his collar, and said all his understanding was based on physiognomy.

So he rejected Xia Xinran on that starry winter night.

Those specious ignorance finally ushered in a new summer, Mi Zhiqiu saw Xia Xin suddenly laughed after listening to what he said, the voice was exactly the same as he imagined every time, soft like the veins of a new leaf, but Mi Zhiqiu also felt his Suddenly put away that docile appearance, revealing a posture full of aggressiveness.

Xia Xin suddenly looked into his eyes, and asked again softly, "Can I kiss you?"

Mi Zhiqiu stretched out her hand to block his approach, letting her palm catch the kiss.

When a person is too shy, he will give birth to a little stubborn and lonely courage. He seems a little annoyed, and he seems to show weakness and lose, and he said dullly that he can't.

Before getting to know him, Mi Zhiqiu never knew that there are so many levels of liking and hesitation, that people have to run counter to their own feelings and intrigue.He is not unconvinced, he is just a cautious little animal, hoping that what he has is a flower that blooms only to him in the bright spring, so he looks around, worrying that he is not worthy of such a beauty, this is just a trap.

It's not that the more cautious you are, the harder it is to show your sincerity, but the more cautious you are, the more you want the other party to know that this is the only one you have.

The only like.

The postcards Xia Xinran wrote to him are sincere and gentle, which are everyday.Mi Zhiqiu's reply was obscure and secretive.That is his secret.

About his childhood, about his unwillingness to tell others, about his dreams.

Mi Zhiqiu didn't know whether the feeling in his heart was closer to sourness or softness, he just grabbed Xia Xinran with his eyes, but his hand was still on his mouth.

Xia Xin suddenly seemed to see something cute, and his eyes were bent with a smile, and his breath was as light as a butterfly.

He pulled Mi Zhiqiu's hand away and let the butterfly speak softly.

"I'm going to kiss you."

Secret love is an information cocoon, unable to see the other party clearly, and shackled by oneself to move oneself.It wasn't until I collected a whole stack of evidence to prove how much I liked it that I hesitated to think, what about the other party.

Mi Zhiqiu felt that Xia Xin held the back of his head gently, like protecting a piece of porcelain.The lips that just landed on the fingers, slowly pressed against the fingers with breath, cautiously, as if another small animal came to ask for a little heat, or just to feel the temperature of his lips.

Mi Zhiqiu didn't know whether to open his eyes or close them, his eyes were half closed, his eyelashes fluttered uncomfortably, it seemed that if he got closer, a little liking would be drawn from Xia Xin's face.

That little Mi Zhiqiu opened his cocoon room and saw the overwhelming splendor. There was someone standing outside who had been waiting for a long time. He graduated from secret love one step earlier than him and started liking it.

In fact, Xia Xinran tried to get to know Mi Zhiqiu early on, secretly found out his name, created earlier and more accidents, deliberately messed up his collar, and wanted to leave this city more than anyone else.Mi Zhiqiu didn't know about this, he just touched a little bit of Xia Xin's liking, and found out his misunderstanding like a hot hand.

It was like seeing a flower bloom.

Mi Zhiqiu finally admitted that Xia Xinran already liked her enough.

Xia Xinran's lips seemed a little dry, and there was a rough texture in the friction of leaving.

Mi Zhiqiu was a little stunned by the sudden silence, and finally gave his answer after a delay.

He said, "No."

He said this over and over again, and every time he couldn't hear the rejection faintly, as if he had no other choice if he didn't answer this way.

Xia Xin suddenly raised her hand to cover her face, she didn't know if she was feeling shy at last, or if she just wanted to hide her smile, and asked sincerely, "Then it's okay now."

Xia Xinran's liking hides like magma in an extinct volcano. Mi Zhiqiu lives by the mountain and cultivates her own liking, but she didn't have time to find any signs.

Until the volcano erupted, melting all living things.

Mi Zhiqiu looked at the mess, and finally realized that the tree in his heart had grown to the sky.