cat writing love poems

Luo Jia has been in the habit of getting up early since she was a child, and she will wake up when the time comes, and she can't even go back to sleep when she returns to the cage, and the more she lies down, the more awake she becomes.

Even though there is a lot of free space after college, it is difficult to change it for a while.

It rained all night last night and stopped in the morning.

Looking down from the window is a leafy tree, the branches are still wet, and after the baptism of the spring rain, it is lush.

The sky is dyed with the morning light, light and mild, clean as if all the mess and filth have been washed away, and it is a good weather after the heavy rain.

The whole apartment was quiet, she gently opened the door after washing.

After listening carefully for a while, there was no other sound.

Lu Ziyan should not have woken up yet.

When he arrived at the door of his room, he held his hand on the armrest that pushed the door open, his heart beating quietly in the silence, and then slowly pushed the door open.

She only opened a small gap to see if Lu Ziyan was awake.

But the partition wall of the entrance of his room blocked the view, and he could only see it when he walked in. She only hesitated for a while, and walked in.

She saw the bulge of the quilt. He was lying on his side with his back facing the direction of the door. He didn't even notice that she came in. He should still be asleep.

The curtains were heavily shaded.

The room was very dark.

She walked in front of Lu Ziyan and saw his eyes closed tightly. He was still asleep.

He didn't know if it was because he was not feeling well or because he didn't sleep well, but his brows were furrowed, with a feeling of uneasiness.

Luo Jia reached out and touched his forehead lightly, the temperature didn't seem too hot.

She breathed a sigh of relief.

Just as he was about to withdraw his hand, he saw his eyelashes trembling.

So her hands froze and she stared at him quietly.

The slight frown between his brows deepened, and he looked restless as if he was about to wake up, but his eyes were still closed, and he didn't know why he couldn't sleep soundly.

Luo Jia brushed his brows with her hand, and said softly, "Lu Ziyan?"

His restlessly trembling eyelashes stopped, and he gradually regained his composure, but he still didn't wake up.

She crouched in front of him and watched him for a while.

There was only the sound of breathing in the room.

Luo Jia found out where the kitchen was, probably because he lived in the base most of the time and there was nothing to eat at home.

She returned to Lu Ziyan's side again, quietly waiting for him to wake up, and at the same time turned on her phone to see if there was any takeaway that could be delivered.

She picked a lot, and when she confirmed the address, she suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to know exactly what to write in the address.

Just as she was hesitating, the mobile phone placed by the bed vibrated.

In the quiet room, it was so abrupt and obvious that even Luo Jia was startled.

She lowered her head subconsciously, and sure enough, she saw Lu Ziyan frowned and woke up slowly.

He opened his eyes, and the first time he fixed his eyes on Luo Jia in front of him, he slowly regained consciousness.

He tried to sit up with his arms propped up, and reached for the phone, Luo Jia quickly took the phone and handed it to him.

But he still sat up, leaning against Luo Jia's body naturally, holding one hand and not letting go.

Luo Jia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and pinched his face.

His pale face was still a little tired, the corners of his eyes and brows were full of sleepiness, as if he hadn't had a good sleep for a long time, and even a moment of relaxation could not make up for the tiredness of his body.

After clicking on the connection, the person on the other end asked, "Are you still awake?"

"Ah."

It was hoarse to almost silent when speaking.

Hearing his voice change like this, Luo Jia suddenly turned her head.

He lowered his eyes and leaned lazily on her body, calm as usual.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be taken aback, "What's wrong with your throat?"

It’s okay that he only said one word just now, but when he speaks again now, his voice is so hoarse that it almost doesn’t look like him, and he can’t even make a sound when he speaks. He cleared his throat and answered with difficulty: “I caught a cold last night.”

"For that night's event, I'll tell the platform that temporary substitutions will definitely not work. I'll ask them to shorten the question-and-answer session a bit. As for the game-playing interactive session, the same goes for your signal."

"Thank you."

"Are you at home now?"

"Ah."

"Is there anyone at home, why don't you go back to the base to recuperate? Don't forget to take medicine again."

"Someone."

"Ah? Didn't you say that your parents are abroad during this time?"

"It's okay, someone will accompany me on the weekend."

Hearing the sound of his voice, Luo Jia got up to boil water for him to take medicine.

He wanted to laugh, but he coughed at the top of his throat. Luo Jia looked over with a worried face, and he shook his head at her, signaling that she was fine.

He answered the phone, "It's okay, she may be stricter than you, don't worry."

"Okay, call me if you have something to do, and...don't take it too seriously, it's just the spring split, we still have a chance to go to the S game if we work hard in the summer split, and Lao Chen and I are already studying the plan for the summer split , you are too tired during this period, take a good rest, and leave the summer split to us to consider."

"it is good."

"Then I'll hang up. Remember to start the broadcast at that time at night. Fortunately, there is only such an event. Take a good rest during this time."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, he quietly put the phone back on the table.

In the room, the sound of hot water boiling slowly rose and fell.

He said with difficulty in a hoarse voice, "Jiajia."

Luo Jia hurriedly returned to his side upon hearing the sound.

Seeing his pale face still smiling gently, he asked distressedly, "Why is your voice so hoarse? If you feel uncomfortable, stop talking."

He didn't answer, just reached out to hug her.

Luo Jia sighed helplessly and rubbed his hair, "Why do you still have a job..."

"Last week..."

He was about to explain.

Luo Jia quickly interrupted him, "Stop, stop talking with your voice."

She took the mobile phone and put it in his hand, "You type and tell me."

Lu Ziyan smiled, but he was very obedient.

He finished typing and handed it to her.

On the screen, he said: "I made an appointment last week, but it doesn't take much time. It's just that I didn't win yesterday, so I'm not in a good mood."

He continued typing, "Jiajia, turn on the computer for me, I'll go wash up."

"Isn't it only at night...?"

He typed obediently, "I have to turn on the computer at night anyway, I haven't played games with you for a long time..."

Luo Jia saw what he was typing, and before he finished typing, she refused, "I don't play games, so give me a good rest."

She remembered that she hadn't eaten breakfast, and said, "I want to order a takeaway for you, but I don't know how to enter the address."

Luo Jia clicked on the takeaway interface and handed it to him.

He didn't answer, but took his mobile phone to her and sent her the payment password.

"..."

In the afternoon, Luo Jia planned to go out and buy some food, because the takeaway food looked very greasy.

She searched the map for nearby traffic routes, and went out after Lu Ziyan fell asleep.

However, she had just arrived at the nearest station and was still waiting for the bus when Lu Ziyan called.

After connecting, his hoarse voice came from the phone, "Where have you been?"

Luo Jia lost her confidence for a moment, his tone was flat, but somehow it made her feel guilty.

"I'm going out to buy some food and I'll be back soon."

"where."

"Shall we type? I'll hang up first."

"You can type, but don't hang up."

"..."

Luo Jia sent him a location.

He quickly replied with two words, "Wait for me."

"I can go by myself, can you wait for me at home?"

"not good."

The car arrived at the station soon and stopped in front of it.

Luo Jia didn't log in, and quietly looked at the call time on the phone.

He didn't hang up all the time, but he was obedient and didn't speak with his voice again.

Not long after, Luo Jia saw his car parked in front of him.

She opened the car door and sat in. He turned his face silently, as taciturn as always, but Luo Jia could read a bit of displeasure.

She couldn't help laughing, and coaxed: "You are sick, why don't you wait for me at home?"

He didn't speak.

Drive in silence.

When he arrived at the supermarket, he parked the car.

Luo Jia moved closer to shake his hand, "Lu Ziyan?"

After a pause, he took out his mobile phone to type and handed it to her.

It read, "I couldn't find you when I woke up."

"I thought I'd be back soon, but I didn't expect you to wake up, so I'll tell you next time?"

He nodded, and the anger-like displeasure dissipated.

Luo Jia approached, stared into his eyes that were close at hand, and asked with a smile, "Are you always like this, or is it just when you're sick?"

"..."

"I don't mean I don't like it, I just think that you are different from the you I knew before."

She bent her eyes and lightly poked his face. His skin was cold and white, always a little unreasonable and indifferent, but it was soft when she touched it, like a piece of white sugar cake.

"When I met you in junior high school, you were so proud. Although you were patient with me, you somehow made me feel that I was clumsy. You easily solved the levels that I couldn't pass for a long time."

"Later I went to college and met you again. You were colder than before. If the moon hadn't deliberately messed up things, you wouldn't even have mic with me, and you didn't even type much. You basically sent signals and missed shots. The car made a question mark, let me chase the person on the road, and the person on the other side made it dangerous, and it was rare to see you say a word. At that time, I wondered if you were the kind of online dating cheating money in the news."

He opened his mouth, trying to say something for himself, but coughed before he could speak.

Luo Jia quickly said: "I told you to stop talking."

After he recovered, he turned on his phone and planned to type.

Luo Jia also confiscated his mobile phone, "I am deliberately teasing you because of your current behavior. If you have anything to say, tell me when you recover from your illness."

She changed poking to pinching, soft and soft, she smiled happily, "Anyway, you are so cute now, I like it very much."

Lu Ziyan let her pinch and pinch, smiled helplessly, his eyelashes drooped slightly, and he lowered his head to facilitate her actions.

After buying some vegetables, she came back soon. Luo Jia supervised Lu Ziyan to lie back on the bed, but this time Lu Ziyan held her hand and did not let her go away.

Luo Jia repeatedly assured that she really wouldn't go out this time, and she had to lie down for a while before Lu Ziyan let go.

This time she fell into a deep sleep, and when she woke up, it was already past six o'clock in the afternoon.

Seeing the time displayed on the phone, Luo Jia suddenly woke up and sat up.

His eyes were sleepy, but he hadn't fully opened them, and he saw Lu Ziyan sitting on the gaming chair in the room.

The computer screen was on.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, "Lu Ziyan? When did you wake up?"

He was wearing earphones, which have the effect of sound insulation. Luo Jia's voice was so small that he didn't hear it.

However, the radio effect of the earphones can be clearly heard by people connected to the mic in the earphones.

Moon, who was connected to Mai, heard it and said in shock, "Brother, is there someone in your family?"

Hearing Moon's question, he turned his head and turned off the microphone temporarily.

Luo Jia also reacted belatedly, she didn't dare to vent her anger immediately, and sent him a message on WeChat, "Are you running the live broadcast?"

"It's not turned on yet, it's just connected to the mic with others on the voice channel."

He will be back soon.

Luo Jia breathed a sigh of relief.

It’s not as good as turning on the live broadcast.

At this time, WeChat started to vibrate crazily again, and it was Yue Yue who sent her a message, "Sister!! Where are you!"

"..."

Lu Ziyan knew who was sending the message when he heard the vibration.

He walked to Luo Jia, took her cell phone, and called Moon: "Don't bother her."

It's just four words, I didn't say where, but it seems to have said everything.

Moon understood everything, "In the morning, the manager said that someone in your family is taking care of you. I was still wondering if you live alone at home. Unexpectedly, Lu Ziyan. It is okay for you to be sick? Be careful, your body is important."

Looking at what Yue Yue said, Luo Jia asked blankly, "Is he concerned about your cold?"

It seemed to mean that, and it didn't seem to be quite right, but she couldn't think of any other meaning.

Lu Ziyan didn't answer her, but he basically couldn't answer her after his voice became hoarse.

He returned the phone to her, pointed in the direction of the computer, and signaled that he was going to go there.

Luo Jia was thinking about his medicine, and asked, "Have you taken the medicine for tonight?"

He shook his head.

"Then wait for me for a while."

He nodded.

Luo Jia found out the medicine, poured hot water, approached cautiously, and looked at his computer screen with his head, for fear that he would enter the camera.

But when Lu Ziyan knew that she was awake, he was watching her every move.

She just probed and hesitated how to come here, Lu Ziyan couldn't help laughing, and stretched out his hand.

He shook his head at her, signaling that she was fine.

Luo Jia handed him the water glass, and put the medicine in front of him.

She couldn't see the barrage, and didn't know that the barrage was going crazy because of his smile at this moment.

Lu Ziyan was taking medicine and noticed the barrage.

Since the platform knew that his throat was uncomfortable, the question and answer session allowed him to answer by typing. He finished the pill quietly and returned the cup to Luo Jia.

He typed slowly, and replied to the barrage: "Of course I can laugh."

Luo Jia was curious about what he was typing, and wanted to go over to read it, but was afraid that she would accidentally get caught in the mirror.

She stood aside curious and wary.

Lu Ziyan took the phone.

After a while, she received a message, "They just saw me laughing and said that I can laugh, and I replied of course I can laugh."

She looked up at Lu Ziyan.

He looked at the computer screen, his face was in the camera, he looked a little cold, probably because he was sick and lacked energy, he seemed a little careless.

Not the same as usual.

To be exact, it was not the same as usual in front of her.

The outline is slightly cold, the eyes are dark and impersonal, the child who lost his temper because she went out alone in the afternoon, now seems to be the calm and steady adult again.

However, every little move of hers was within the range of his perception.

For example, she was just curious about the content of his typed reply.

He noticed it and sent her a message directly.

Let's say she just stared at him like that for a while.

He picked up his phone again and sent her a message, "There is a chair next to it, sit and watch."

Even with the calm and silent eyebrows, she saw a slight smile on his eyelashes when he was typing, which was barely visible, and instinctively uncontrollable, it was Lu Ziyan who only she could see.

"Should I go away?" she asked.

"No."

He typed quickly, answering the questions from the platform on the screen while bowing his head to reply to her messages on WeChat.

"Then what if I go away?" She deliberately teased him.

Saw her message.

He didn't reply, but directly reached out and took her hand, and pulled it to his lap under the table that the camera couldn't see, and clasped it with the other hand.

Then he took a sip from the cup as if nothing had happened.

From the camera it looks like he's just reaching for a glass to drink from.

Luo Jia looked at him with a calm and natural expression, but the hand holding her under the table was warm, and she felt terrified.