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It wasn't until Xia Xin put away all her things and went downstairs that Mi Zhiqiu found out that no waiter came up even if the cup was broken.

The tiniest sounds in the cat world will be infinitely amplified, such as the sound of water washing cups, conversations between people, and rubbing against the floor while walking.

And it's unusually quiet here.

It wasn't until a few waiters passed by with their heads down that Mi Zhiqiu finally realized that this was a shop for deaf-mute people.There are no patterns or accessories related to music, but it is colorful.

Most of the waiters will not take the initiative to greet the guests, but they will take a curious look at the cat when they see it.

Xia Xin suddenly stopped at the front desk, and Mi Zhiqiu lay in his arms, and saw him type in his mobile phone, "I accidentally broke a cup of yours, how can I compensate you?"

He turned the screen around to show the little girl who was waiting patiently inside. The text on the phone screen was concise and to the point. The little girl shook her head like a rattle, raised her head and waved her hand again, firmly meaning that no compensation would be required.Xia Xin smiled suddenly, and said slowly, "Thank you."

Probably because she understood the mouth shape, Mi Zhiqiu saw her smile.

In the old alley at night, there are only a few scattered street lights.

Mi Zhiqiu looked up, wondering if the cat was a little short-sighted, and he didn't see a single star in the foggy sky.

It's as if the sky is full of dirt, but the ground is dotted with dots.

Xia Xinran followed the cat's line of sight to look up, then looked down, and said to a cat in a daze, "I heard that you can see ghosts."

That's right, right on your forehead.

Mi Zhiqiu's sight was blocked by Xia Xin's big face.

A little light from the street lamp leaked from the gap between his bangs, and Mi Zhiqiu blinked, feeling that the tiny bits of light were a bit dazzling.

The road back to the hotel is long and I don't know where the end is. The glass doors of shops that appear occasionally are filled with shadows.Mi Zhiqiu was getting more and more sleepy in Xia Xinran's arms, and his stomach kept growling.

Xia Xin rubbed the hair between his eyebrows with his fingers, "You also ate the persimmons at the door?"

What does the word also mean.

Mi Zhiqiu flicked his tail and grunted as if answering.

When a person grows up, it is rare to have such a big embrace, completely enveloping himself, with just the right temperature.The evening wind brought a bit of coolness to his ears, Mi Zhiqiu buried his head, and then burrowed a little into Xia Xinran's arm.

The body temperature of a cat is higher than that of a human, and holding it in his arms is like a hand warmer. Xia Xin suddenly lowered his head and smelled it, as if he could smell the warmth of the sun.

This metaphor is very embarrassing.Xia Xin suddenly used a double metaphor for her metaphor.

It's like a nesting doll behavior.

When Mi Zhiqiu woke up again, he was buried under the quilt, his mouth was pressed tightly by himself, and the quilt and stomach were at a comfortable temperature.

A series of messages from the professional group popped up on the mobile phone, reminding everyone that the graduation thesis has begun.

The vacation quota for October was completely used up, until the calendar drew two more rows of crosses, and it was the day to submit the opening report.

The leader finished his own project early, so he patrols other people's progress all day long, so as to get happiness.

Everyone in the dormitory finished work today, and he finally extended his claws to Xia Xinran.

"When will the grass come back?"

"A good question is worse than a clever one." Mi Zhiqiu said, "Just today."

Mi Zhiqiu has never seen such a busy intern, and seriously suspects that this company is illegally exploiting college students.Xia Xin suddenly "hush" into the microphone, and added, "You can't expose them."

Whenever there is a moment worth celebrating, Mi Zhiqiu’s roommates will enthusiastically take out the big pot and start cooking hot pot with their traditional skills.

It's just that the celebration was too formalistic. Before Xia Xinran arrived, the pot boiled three times.

There is no such thing as "waiting for others to come" for hot pot in the boys' dormitory, just like there is no such thing as "the dishes are not yet cooked".

As long as the dish is out of the pot, whoever can eat the most raw will eat the most.

"The essence of hot pot is to just rinse it off." This is the famous saying of the ruthless chopsticks leader.

So once at home, Mi Zhiqiu’s mother saw that he started to eat instant noodles after soaking them for only 1 minute, and was surprised that they were not hard.

"The three-and-a-half-year career of robbing vegetables has taught me a lot." Mi Zhiqiu replied in this way.

The battle came to an end, everyone regained their conscience and decided to wait for the protagonist to come before starting the next stage.Mi Zhiqiu conveniently took a picture of a watermelon.

Watermelons in late autumn are small, but crunchy red.

Xia Xinran probably felt inconvenient to carry luggage, so he replied, "What is this?"

The perfunctory meaning is beyond words.

Mi Zhiqiu looked at the clear watermelon in the photo and replied, "It's an apple."

Xia Xinran's "typing" in the dialog box jumped for several seconds, and a whole row of "hahahaha" was sent.

Mi Zhiqiu took a bite of the melon and replied speechlessly, "Laughing fart."

Xia Xinran directly sent a voice this time, "Come over to the window in the corridor."

This is the opposite direction to the stairs. Mi Zhiqiu walked out of the dormitory door with some doubts, and when he approached the window, he saw a figure by the window of the opposite building.

Xia Xinran's phone call came at this time.

Before Mi Zhiqiu had time to feed him, he heard the other party say, "Wait for me to go up another floor."

The figure disappeared from a window, and appeared in a higher window ten seconds later.It can be seen that it is Xia Xinran, but it is not clear that it is Xia Xinran.

He hasn't worn red for a long time.

"Why are you there?" Mi Zhiqiu watched him toss for a long time.

"Is it not raining there?" Xia Xin's voice was still a little breathless.

It was as if they were in two cities, instead of standing by the window where they could see each other. Mi Zhiqiu stretched out his hand out of the window, a little puzzled, "So it's raining where you are?"

"Yes." Xia Xinran's voice rarely rose, like a southerner seeing snow for the first time.

"Is it true?" Mi Zhiqiu narrowed his eyes and looked towards his window, completely unable to tell that there was rain falling a few meters away.

Xia Xin suddenly changed the voice call to a video call, and showed him the rain traces on the window sill, "I also think it's amazing."

The mottled raindrops haven't been connected into one piece yet, only imprints of different shades are formed. While talking, a drop of rain still fell on the camera, blurring that little corner.

"It's really only a few meters away." Mi Zhiqiu stretched his hand forward again.

Xia Xin suddenly moved the phone camera up and pointed it in Mi Zhiqiu's direction, "I always thought it was normal to see another weather 1000 meters away, but I never thought that no matter how blurred it is, there is a boundary between raining and not raining."

Fields, obligations, cells, their boundaries are clearly visible.And for the first time, Mi Zhiqiu saw that rain has a boundary beyond the abstract map.

"Maybe one day, not only temperature and smell, but even emotion will have detectable boundaries." Xia Xin suddenly thought far away.

And Mi Zhiqiu is very pragmatic, "But in the eyes of the three of them, there is no boundary between cooked and uncooked food."

Xia Xin thought about it suddenly, and laughed, "I'll be right over."

Mi Zhiqiu nodded, "We have to hurry up, I think they can't stand it anymore."

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