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Feeling a little embarrassed, he took two steps back holding the suitcase, hurriedly left after saying a word.

"I forgive you, that's all."

Ji Cheng also heard Zhong Yun's last sentence: "I'm leaving!"

Looking at Zhong Yun's fleeing back, he stood silently, as if a cat had scratched his paw in his heart, tickled and touched.

This feeling didn't last long, and was soon occupied by another feeling of emptiness, probably because I had just established a relationship with my boyfriend and had to separate for a month or two.

He suddenly panicked, whether the slender relationship between them will be gradually torn apart because of this somewhat long vacation, because isn't it the kind of relationship that cannot meet because of the distance between each other, and becomes more and more difficult as time goes by? Something light?

Inexplicably uneasy in his heart, Ji Cheng felt that he was too pessimistic, and lowered his head to stare at the energy meter on his wrist.Keep in touch so the relationship doesn't become too fragile due to sparse communication.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhong Yun finally arrived home, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw his mother, who was chatting with someone in the living room.

He recognized Zhong Yun at a glance, that person was his cousin, and he wanted to go to the third upper district to play with him during the last vacation.

"Zhong Yun, long time no see, how is your stay in the lower district?"

The cousin turned his head and saw him and yelled for a while, with a calm expression, raised his head and raised his hand and waved lightly at him.

"Zhong Nantao, why are you here?"

Zhong Yun made no secret of his surprise. He left his luggage at the door and didn't go in.

"Xiao Yun is back," Zhong Yun's mother walked to Zhong Yun's side, with a worried expression on her face, and said with concern, "How are you doing in the lower district, have you taken good care of yourself, have you lost weight?"

"It's okay, um, not thin." Zhong Yun nodded repeatedly, with a perfunctory look on his face.

Zhong Yun's mother wanted to say something else, but she hesitated seeing Zhong Yun's appearance of not wanting to talk, and finally just said to go out with her cousin for a walk, he finally came here once.

Zhong Yun still nodded without saying anything, motioned for Zhong Nantao to follow, then turned and walked away.

"I still don't know why you go to class to study? Why don't you tell me?"

"How can I tell you? I don't know myself."

Zhong Nantao was astonished and said, "You don't know?"

"Huh? Don't you know why?"

"I heard from my dad that you caused trouble at school..."

Zhong Yun directly interrupted him, raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "Wait, is it possible, am I that kind of person?"

"At least like the kind of bastard who doesn't study hard and causes trouble everywhere."

Zhong Yun was completely speechless.

He regretted going out with Zhong Nantao a little, he really didn't talk too much, chatting with him made him so angry.

"when are you leaving."

"Tomorrow." Zhong Nantao said calmly, scratching the back of his neck with his right hand, with a somewhat careless expression.

"So late?" Zhong Yun raised his eyebrows and said mercilessly, he wished Zhong Nantao would leave early.

"...I have something to do." Zhong Nantao obviously choked up his saliva, showing helplessness, sighed softly, turned his head and said nothing.

Zhong Yun laughed, he knew what Zhong Nantao was referring to, he just found out yesterday, he said he could laugh at Zhong Nantao for half a year.

Zhong Nantao failed to confess his confession, and was severely rejected yesterday afternoon, and the flowers he sent were returned intact. What was embarrassing was that Zhong Nantao confessed in public at the time, and in a big square, he put on a big posture, which can be called Very bold.

Unfortunately it was rejected.

Now Zhong Nantao has left the third upper district in a state of embarrassment, saying that he came to the seventh upper district to do business, but in fact he is avoiding it, and he may avoid it in the future.

Before the Chinese New Year, Zhong Yun and Ji Cheng were constantly in the news, chatting about various gossip or interesting people, and their relationship quickly developed into a passionate love period.

One day, Zhong Yun sent a message to Ji Cheng asking if he was there, and Ji Cheng quickly replied: [cooking at home]

Zhong Yun knew that Ji Cheng didn't have time to talk to him now, so he called directly, and Ji Cheng answered, even though he knew it would be another long call, he didn't hang up.

"Ji Cheng, I miss you."

"Ah."

"I'll tell you..."

Ji Cheng has become accustomed to listening to Zhong Yun's speech, and he can handle no matter how tiresome he is, even worse than Zhong Yun. Every time, he will softly say to his boyfriend: "Yeah, I like you Zhong Yun the most. gone."

Normally, Zhong Yun would bluff and utter in a low voice something that he disliked on the surface but was actually shy.

"Ji Cheng, when did you become disgusted? What the hell are you talking about? I'm tired of hearing it."

"No way, I only know this sentence, whether I like it or not."

"...I always feel that you are doing it on purpose. Forget it, even if you are so stupid that you can only say this... I like you the most."

Zhong Yun's voice was like the sound of the wind, which could be felt but could not be caught when it blew gently.

Ji Cheng smiled, but as a boyfriend, Zhong Yun couldn't see him, so he couldn't feel his lover's "smile killing" all the time.

"The Chinese New Year will be in a few days. Didn't you say last time that you want to buy lanterns? Hang them on the osmanthus tree at the door. When I go to your house, I will buy two strings of lanterns and take them with me!"

"No, it's already the fourth day of junior high school when you come, it's already too late."

"Why is it late?"

"We usually hang up before the New Year's Eve."

Zhong Yun said nonchalantly: "Then just wait this year, I want to hang it up with my own hands."

"What is your obsession?" Ji Cheng smiled helplessly. He didn't mean to reject Zhong Yun, but rather looked forward to it. If he had a promise, he would definitely come, right?

"That's a deal."

"Ah."

26. Cats

◎Named Meow Meow (?)◎

"Zhong Yun, do you like cats?"

A clear and gentle voice came from the other end of the phone, as if he had just climbed up the stairs and was panting a little, and just as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the lock being unlocked.

"Tick-tock-la-"

It's the notification sound of entering the house of Ji Cheng's house.

Zhong Yun changed his posture to hold the phone, quickly tapped his fingers on the screen, sent a worried emoji, and then long-pressed to send a voice.

"It's not too annoying, it's not bad," he hesitated for a moment, "I don't think fluffy creatures are average. Why do you ask this?"

"I picked up a cat today, and I want to find a time to send it away. Aren't you coming this afternoon? If you hate cats, then I will deal with them before you arrive this afternoon." Ji Cheng said quite calmly, not at all He couldn't hear his soft heart when he picked up the cat.

Zhong Yun on the other end of the phone couldn't help asking: "Where did you find it?"

"I found it in a bush on the road. Here, let me show you what he looks like."

Zhong Yun heard a few meows, and suddenly a picture flashed on the screen in front of him. Ji Cheng was standing by the sofa, and his feet could be seen from the picture.

A mixed-haired black kitten was nestled in the corner, shivering in a cardboard box covered with old clothes. Its left eye seemed to be injured and was tightly closed, looking pitiful.

"Meow." Ji Cheng called out.

The kitten meowed weakly, its eyes seemed to be full of fear.

Zhong Yun heard Ji Cheng call out in an extremely gentle tone: "Don't be afraid, meow."

"Meow? Is it its name?" Zhong Yun asked.

He didn't think the cat was so cute and pleasing, and he didn't feel any joy when it was injured.

Ji Cheng only replied with one word: "Yes."

"Good soil." Zhong Yun couldn't help complaining.

"Ah."

Ji Cheng responded casually, and nodded, anyway, he didn't take it seriously when he named it, and it wasn't something to give away, so he didn't need to worry so much.

"Ji Cheng."

"Ok?"

"I've bought the colored lanterns, and I'll hang them at your house then. By the way, do I need to bring anything?"

At some point, Ji Cheng was holding a piece of meat in his hand, and he was feeding the kitten while talking: "No need, it's just a day or two to play with anyway."

"Really?" Zhong Yun was still entangled, frowning tightly, unable to figure out whether to listen to Ji Cheng, and went to Ji Cheng's house empty-handed.

"Haha."

Suddenly, Ji Cheng laughed a few times, which made him very puzzled, but Ji Cheng didn't intend to explain.

But Zhong Yun was really curious and wanted to get to the bottom of it.

"What are you laughing at? Is there anything funny?"

Under Zhong Yun's constant questioning, Ji Cheng was finally defeated and said hesitantly.

"I always feel that this is a bit funny. You seem to go to your girlfriend's house to meet your future father-in-law. Hahaha."

"Where does it look like!" Zhong Yun turned his head and said in a low voice, "It was originally."

Zhong Yun went on to say, leaving Ji Cheng no chance to speak: "I'm just a little nervous. It's the first time I go to the Seventh Lower District because I'm afraid of wasting time by taking a detour, so I don't want to go to my girlfriend's house to meet my future father-in-law. And you're not a girl. , so I said what are you laughing at!"

"Yeah." Ji Cheng suppressed a smile, his shoulders shook, and then he covered his stomach with his hands and burst into tears.

"Hey, Ji Cheng!! Stop laughing, you bastard!"

Zhong Yun stood up angrily, kicked the chair next to him fiercely, and frowned like a kitten, grinning in a very funny way.

He yelled at the phone, wishing he could rush to Ji Cheng's side and kill him right now, his neck to the roots of his ears were completely red.

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard."

Ji Cheng was really uncomfortable, he opened his mouth and laughed again, he scratched his hair, and laughed a few times before he stopped.

"Ji Cheng." Zhong Yun called Ji Cheng's name again, his tone was annoyed and helpless, his face was flushed with anger.

"I am here."

"Stop laughing."

"Hmm, unless I can't help it."

"...Ji Cheng."

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