Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

The subway goes by one after another.The handsome man over there has been sitting on the bench for some time.

The man was reclining on the back of the chair and was seriously reading a hardcover book. Judging from the binding, it might be a novel. There was a Grande cup of coffee beside him, but he hadn't seen him take a sip for a long time.Espadrilles, straight-leg jeans, a thick black sweater, and a dark blue cashmere scarf tied around his neck.

Chu Yao guessed that he was probably an ordinary urban white-collar worker.Until he noticed the elegant watch on his wrist.It is said that people with a high quality of life seem to have such a hobby.

Well, the hands are beautiful too.It seems to be the result of careful maintenance.Short hair is neat, and the bridge of the nose is straight.There are no extra accessories on the body.When he smiled, his eyes were curved, elegant and gentle.

Chu Yao suddenly felt that this person looked familiar.Maybe it was on TV.

Another train is coming in.

The car door opened, and a woman in a red woolen coat rushed towards the man with a bag. The man closed the book, stood up, and handed the coffee over with a smile.

... Who is it?

Before Chu Yao could figure it out, a figure blocked his sight.

"What are you looking at, so fascinated?"

Chu Yao looked up, and it was Han Qun who was looking at him with a smile.

"It's nothing."

The two looked at each other and smiled, then walked side by side towards the exit.

"Did you wait a long time?"

"The school affairs have been delayed, so... it's just been a while."

"Okay." Han Que seemed in good spirits, "Where are we going now?"

"Go grocery shopping. How about I cook when I get home?"

"can you cook?"

"So surprised?"

"Okay, I have to ask a question." Han Que held him back, smiling unabated, "Ask me out, and it's so... grand, why?"

"Don't you think there is a need to celebrate?" Chu Yao counted with his fingers, "Look, the wicked will eventually get their rewards. As for you, you survived a catastrophe and you can choose to start a new life, so it's not worth celebrating ?”

It's so eloquent.Listening to his eloquence, Han Que felt that it was reasonable, but he seemed not ready to say goodbye to the past in his heart.

"Then if it wasn't because of these, you would be..." Chu Yao moved closer, and when he smiled, even the corners of his eyes seemed to be filled with sweetness, "I miss you."

Han Que only felt that the softest part of his heart had been hit by something, and he almost couldn't stand it: "It's okay, as long as you like it."

The smell of delicacies still lingers in the air.

When Xin was full, she curled herself into a fur ball, lay down on the sofa and fell asleep soundly.

Han Que sat aside, watching from afar as Chu Yao cleaned the last plate and put it back in place, dried his hands carefully, then dimmed the lights in the living room, and then held two goblets in one hand and a bottle in the other. Red wine came to him.

Chu Yao was puzzled: "...why are you laughing again?"

"Happy." Han Que held him in his arms and let him sit down, imitating his tone in the afternoon, "Or you can just treat it as...you can't help it."

"Can't help it?" Chu Yao laughed so much that his hands were shaking while pouring the wine, "You have too much before drinking?"

Han Que's eyes were full of affection: "...It's possible."

As soon as the words fell, Xin who was next to him jumped up cleverly, got between the two of them, leaned on Chu Yao's legs, found a comfortable position, and went back to sleep.

It's just that the four paws are facing Han Qun directly.

Han Qun took the wine glass and looked at the current situation: "I don't seem to be very popular?"

"Who knows what happened to it."

Chu Yao frowned, picked up Xin's small body, and was about to throw it into the bedroom and lock it up.Seeing the gray-and-white-patterned kitten struggling in his hand, Han Que felt that the scene in front of him was both weird and funny: "That's a cat, so don't be like this."

That was no ordinary cat.Chu Yao thought to himself.

This little bastard spent an honest night, but he exchanged it for five catties of salmon.So many good things are fed to such a foodie, Chu Yao feels distressed when he thinks about it.

"Don't worry." In the dim light, Chu Yao's smile appeared more meaningful, "You won't want it to be there later."

Xin, who had been locked in the bedroom for half an hour and had to grind her paws, finally calmed down.

The ambiguity of the dim light dilutes the remaining wine in the glass, and it is gradually dissipating with the body temperature to a sober level.

Han Que got up, picked up the shirt from the ground and put it on: "I'm going back."

Chu Yao stopped what he was doing, threw the tissue into the wastebasket, and watched him put on his clothes in disbelief.For a long time, he wrapped his arms around him wordlessly, stretched out his hands to hold his buttoning hand, and his voice was as soft as a common murmur among lovers: "Go back... what are you doing?"

The teasing in his ears didn't seem to move the man who was used to going home early to take care of his daughter to sleep.

But today is a little different.

Chu Yao saw the unexpected frustration and helplessness carved into his crow's feet quietly.At that moment, I really wanted to kiss him deeply.

"Hmmm. To be honest...you make me feel really guilty. I don't mean to..."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Han Que snapped back to his senses, hastily avoiding Chu Yao's sight, "It's just that I've been a little tired lately."

"I know...I understand." Chu Yao hugged him tightly, and took a deep breath with him for the sadness of the surprise attack, "If...if you still need me anytime, don't forget to come to me."

Han Quin patted his arm: "Yes. Thank you."

Chu Yao silently let go of him, and inadvertently pursed her lips: "Good night."

"Beware of catching a cold."

Han Que suddenly felt a little unbearable.Staring, hesitant, then turned her head and kissed his lips lightly.

Dry lips seem to have touched the most beautiful strawberry pudding in the world.

Han Que closed the door and left.

Chu Yao pulled a blanket and fell back on the sofa, quietly savoring the moist tenderness of the pudding.He didn't even notice that Xin inside changed back to his human form and opened the door to come out by himself.

What appeared in front of Chu Yao was Han Qun's appearance.

"Yan Yang. I'm not in the mood right now." Chu Yao remained motionless.

Seeing him pretending to be lying dead, Yan Yang instantly recovered his true colors, and jumped on him excitedly: "Then how about doing it again? I can be whoever you want me to be, isn't it okay?"

"First of all, you are looking for death, do you know that?" Chu Yao stared straight at the face directly above that could change rapidly, "Secondly, I'm not interested in you."

Yan Yang continued to die without hesitation: "Yes, yes, I know, but the person you are interested in has already left."

Chu Yao hooked the corners of his mouth in disdain, and didn't care at all that he made up the knife on purpose, but just pulled the watch from the table and shook it in front of Yan Yang's eyes without changing his face: "Do you think it was left by him carelessly?"

"I see……"

Before Yan Yang could finish his exaggerated sober expression, Chu Yao withdrew the blanket and threw him under his feet: "Third, I warned you that you have to wear clothes at home. At least, you have to put on your pants."

Yan Yang looked down: "Maybe I can't wear it now..."

Chu Yao turned a deaf ear, got up and pulled off the nightgown on the back of the sofa, and wrapped herself tightly.Then he took the wine bottles and cups on the table back to the kitchen, and got busy washing them.

"...Is it okay to borrow a hand?"

"You can have your salmon."

"Hey, who wants to eat that thing now, you can't..."

Chu Yao turned on the faucet, flushing Yan Yang's miserable cry and wine stains into the sewer.

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