Cat Demon and Hypnotized Urban

Yan Yang ran away again.

After he fully confided his so-called Xi's intentions to Chu Yao, he disappeared from everyone's sight again.

Chu Yao thought that he was probably afraid of being troubled by Xi.

Although his "road to rebirth" seems to be going well.Under the "stimulation" of Han Que's strange spirit, not only did he regain the terrible memories of the past, but also recovered a lot of spells such as ghosts.

Although according to himself, it is actually not as handy as before, and it will consume a lot of physical strength.

From this point of view... It doesn't seem so difficult to start from scratch.

Maybe it just looks like it is.After all, only he himself knows what that poor guy went through.Even if it's just some remnants of memory.

Chu Yao was suddenly a little curious about how it felt to do it all over again.

But this is not the main problem at the moment.

"Two cups of silk stocking milk tea, medium cup, hot...thank you."

"Ah, there's no need for dinner."

"Why don't you eat?"

"You don't understand, milk tea is so high in energy, I can't get fatter."

"Who says you're fat—but I like you no matter what."

"Hmph, just talk..."

After paying the teacher's errands, he went for a walk to the school gate. When passing by the milk tea shop, Chu Yao felt that his teeth were sore by this greasy and crooked couple.

Well, he actually came to visit Boss Han in the next bookstore.

As soon as he entered the door, Boss Han greeted him with a warm smile: "In a bad mood?"

"...Obviously?" Chu Yao frowned and took off his glasses, seeing that he was holding a pile of miscellaneous old books in his arms, and they were arranging them on the bookshelf by category.

"It's all written on the face."

Chu Yao picked up the top book "Basic Object-Oriented Language" and inserted it into the row of books next to it with the same cover:

"It's nothing. I encountered a little... small trouble."

"Can I help—the one you're carrying is the sixth edition, up front."

"Oh." Chu Yao took a closer look, and obediently changed the position of the book, "I lost my cat again."

"Last night? Lost it again?"

"Maybe it was premeditated."

Walking out of the bookshelf with the label "Computer/Software", Han Qun put another IELTS glossary into the pile of English reference books next to the cashier: "...Is it possible to get it back?"

"Maybe it is willing to come back." Chu Yao followed him all the way to the bookshelf of social science, "Forget it, I didn't want it at first. It's good to go."

Han Que glanced at Chu Yao's insincere expression, and chuckled softly, "It's not good to show off your mouth."

Chu Yao shook his head helplessly, and helped him arrange several books on the front according to their respective categories, and then walked to the next bookshelf: "There is one more thing... I am very confused."

"What is it?"

Chu Yao looked at the row of "Advanced Percolation Mechanics" in front of him, and sadly put a more broken one at the front.

"In the morning... I was helping someone revise their papers. I encountered some problems, so I went to check the information. Then I read two papers and found that the explanations of the two papers on this problem were completely opposite. As a result... I didn't know who to trust. It's gone."

"Can you judge the level of authority by looking at the author or... the publication?" Han Que took a few steps forward with the remaining large dictionaries in his arms.

"Yes, yes. But I'm just surprised that both articles can be justified."

"...I guess this is probably not your major. At least not your strong point."

Right again. "If it were you, what would you do? Both of them can be regarded as experts." Chu Yao stepped on a small bench and put a large medical dictionary on the top floor.

"Thank you—sometimes this happens to me when I write articles." Han Quin handed over the last copy, then wiped off the dust from his hands, and helped him down, "If you don't want to trust a certain party easily, usually You can only find the certain and accurate part of it, and the rest of the content will develop by itself—but you just said it was an academic paper?"

"Ah, yes. Anyway, it's for others to watch, so it's not my turn to worry about it. I just...ask." Chu Yao's voice became smaller and smaller.As he spoke, he walked to the back room that was said to be leaking from the wall. Not only was it repaired quickly, but the books were also moved out. It seemed to be useful, "What is this room going to do?"

"Oh, I'm going to get in touch with the milk tea shop next door, and then set up a few sets of tables and chairs." Han Quilt walked around the room, apparently satisfied with the idea, "You can read books and study here. Free Wi-Fi is provided and minimum consumption is set. .”

good idea.Chu Yao nodded, thought for a while and said, "This wall can also be used as a lattice cabinet, and then some postcards, small gifts, etc. can be brought in for sale, or half of it can be rented out. Students will like to do these small businesses. Yes—if you have the budget, of course."

Han Yu put his arm on Chu Yao's shoulder naturally: "Wow, it seems that I'm going to look at you with admiration again."

Chu Yao chuckled: "Don't praise me. That's what the bookstore at the back door of University A did... although it sold better gifts than books later on."

"So it's like this..." Han Qui also bowed his head and smiled silently, "But it's indeed a good idea."

"A small bookstore in the school is still selling all kinds of pirated movie DVDs, as well as game software, should you consider it?"

"I'm not too interested in movies... by the way, come and help me see how to choose furniture."

I seem to have heard this somewhere.Chu Yao suddenly thought of that precocious little girl.

"Furniture? You are more professional than me...I don't know anything about it."

Chu Yao was dragged by him all the way to the computer at the door, and before he could clearly see the several alternatives that Han Quin had chosen, he was first attracted by the crayon drawing next to the keyboard.

The background is a spacious living room with a strong fire in the fireplace, the whole painting is in the warm tone of the flame, then there are sofas, tea tables, lively Christmas trees, gift boxes... Finally, there is a tall and handsome middle-aged man, He is smiling warmly and amiably in the middle of the screen.Although the proportions of the head and body are not correct, you can still recognize that the painting is Han Qun.

"It's from Xiaoqing." Han Que said with relief, "There's still a letter. I don't even know when she learned how to write letters."

"The painting is very good." Chu Yao sincerely praised.Sometimes the superb technique in the painting is not as impressive as the love in the heart, "Christmas gift?"

"Ah."

Chu Yao casually looked at the painting again.In the lower right corner, the word "Qing" was signed in a fancy and deliberate manner, and below it was written "Happy birthday" in immature English characters.

Chu Yao was startled: "Your birthday is Christmas?"

"No, the next day."

"Then... that's next week." Chu Yao regained his energy, and there was still a faint light of love in his eyes, "Is there anything you want? I promise to do it within my ability. "

Holding his chin and thinking for a while, Han Que shook his head with a smile: "No. I still have my birthday at any age."

Chu Yao was helpless, put his hands on the table and came to him: "Surprise? I want to express it too."

"Okay, then I'll wait." Han Quin pinched his chin, as if he was still looking forward to it.

"...But let's say it first, it will definitely not be Xiaoqing, I can't get it so far away."

"Do I look so whimsical?"

"No. But I know you... a father's love is like a mountain."

"Come on." Han Que picked up the painting again, stared at it thoughtfully for a while, then folded it back and put it back in the envelope, "Before I left last time, her mother told me very seriously, At least Xiaoqing won’t be allowed to come back until she goes to university. That is to say, she will have to wait for eight years, at least. Eight years... doesn’t seem like a long time.”

Chu Yao secretly hated himself for being a model of which pot to pick up and which pot to carry: "Don't be like this. It's not like you can't go... You can also make phone calls and video calls at ordinary times. If you want to meet, there are many ways."

"That's right." Han Qin pursed his lips, and didn't want to talk about this topic again, "Okay, let's take a look at the table in that room..."

When Han Que pulled down the shutter door and closed it to go home, Chu Yao reluctantly answered Ban Su's phone call.

Finally, there is no one to disturb the family, and they can spend a night peacefully in the world of two people.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?"

"I didn't even intend to go."

"Did you forget that there is a theme party tonight?" Ban Su changed the subject, as if realizing something, "Ah, I see, if you have a company, you don't need brothers and sisters?"

"That's enough for you." Chu Yao turned his head in embarrassment, and saw that Han Quin seemed to want to say something to him.

"You might as well come together. So that we can meet... your boyfriend, friend, friend? Hello... hello?"

This tone is really too cheap.Chu Yao rolled his eyes and hung up the phone.

"It's okay, go play with your friends. I'll go home by myself." Han Que put on his gloves and put the keys in his pocket, "Maybe we can meet your cat."

"No, no..." Why did he make himself look like a widowed old man, making it so desolate.Chu Yao explained angrily and with a smile: "They want to ask, would you like to go with me?"

The author has something to say: This chapter of dystocia...I'm about to die of hypocrisy, help me...

Fortunately, the countdown can be ended lol lol lol