cat bully

The next day should be the next day, I looked through the window to see the sky, and then clicked on the date on the phone to confirm that it was the next day.

The fever subsided, but my whole body was in excruciating pain, as if someone had beaten me up, and I could hardly walk.

I opened the curtains, and the sun was so bright that it almost blinded my eyes.

When I went to the bathroom, I passed the living room, and I found that there were vegetables on the table, and there was an insulated box containing lean meat porridge.

After washing up, my mother called: "A Huan, Xiaomi disappeared. I searched the whole community and found it. Did it disappear before? Where did it usually go?"

"Mom, don't worry, it's not normal if it doesn't disappear. When I was here, it disappeared once every two days and once every three days. It's normal, normal!"

"But it hasn't disappeared before."

"Maybe I didn't know you well before, don't worry, it's very smart and won't lose it."

After hanging up the phone, I tasted the porridge in the insulated box, which was not bad, a bit technical.

Looking at the time, at 10:30, Da Tao probably won't be coming, the landlord probably told him.

After contemplating for a long time and thinking things through, I called the landlord, "Hi, I'm Muhuan."

"Ah."

"I almost know."

There was a moment of silence over there, before replying with a word: "Yes."

When I opened my eyes last night, I saw the landlord, still with a serious face, looking at me as if he were looking at a criminal.

He also kept sitting next to me and watched me, afraid that I would kick the quilt. I wanted to poop, but he was so scared that I didn't feel like shit.

"How did you know?"

"I just found out, I was just skeptical at first, but after eating the porridge you made, it tastes the same as Master Cat's."

He was silent all the time, and I couldn't answer the conversation, so I asked, "Is it convenient to talk face to face?"

"inconvenient."

I:"……"

Hey, when I don't call you, you break into a private house, which will let you come over, and you are ugly to refuse!

"You are gone, my mother is very anxious."

The other party was silent for another moment. I thought he was not going to reply, but just as I was about to speak, I heard him say - "I don't want to go back."

"why?"

"What do you mean?"

"I...can I clear up a few questions first?"

"Say."

"how did you do it?"

"Skip this question, I don't want to talk about it."

"..." I gritted my teeth, trying to suppress the anger, "Then why do you often disappear?"

"The cat and I can only have one online. If I am online, the cat will enter a state of panic. In order not to be found, the cat will leave the house. You can't find it anyway."

"The cat is you, right?"

"Correct."

"You are you too, right?"

"nonsense."

Damn, can't you be gentle with your patients?

"There is another question. You slept on my bed those few days, why did I get up on the ground every morning?"

"Because you keep rolling over and pressing me."

"Then?"

"I kicked you down. I wanted to help you up, but you refused to die. It's not my fault."

I am completely speechless, I always feel at a loss for words in front of him.

After a long silence, I asked cautiously, "Do you want to stay with me?"

"Ah."

There was another silence. It had already been decided, but it was so difficult to speak.

"So, do you accept?"

"I...I can't accept you for the time being. I mean you in human form. Can you be a cat for a while? Let me take it easy."

"Good!" He sounded a little excited.

After I hung up the phone, I continued to eat. After eating the hot food, my stomach finally came back to life. In fact, it’s good that he is in human form, and it’s much more convenient to cook.

A figure came out from the balcony, it was Master Cat, it came out quietly and stopped at my feet.

I held it in my arms and sent a message to my mother: The cat is here with me, it must have missed me, and ran back from all the way.Why don't I raise it, I'm a rough one, but it's very delicate, we can complement each other.

Not long after my mother called back, she agreed, but she couldn't help but sigh: This cat is good at everything, but it's not good at choosing an owner.

I rubbed Lord Cat's back and thought: Who said he has bad eyesight, he is obviously very good, no, he has good eyesight.

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