Into a parallel world

There is an endless stream of people on the street, people are doing their daily tasks, and they are passing by each other in a hurry. Their fast pace is a common way of life in contemporary times, and no one seems to think it is wrong.

This kind of law is regarded as a rule by people living in this world, and this kind of rule is what is often called 'living'.But there are always people who will find that this rule is wrong, like Zhang Jin who is squatting under the bus plate at the moment.

The cigarette between his two fingers was about to run out, Zhang Jin pressed the cigarette on the ground and extinguished it, looked up at the blue sky, his dark brown eyes reflected the expanse that he longed for.

"It's a damn life," he said.He stood up, shook the crumpled suit jacket in his arms, put it on neatly with his backhand, and straightened his collar as he walked away, leaving only a business card that fell out of his suit pocket.

Qiao Ye walked on this familiar and unfamiliar street with the jar in his arms. Everything was the same as before, but a little different.Standing by the bus station, the mobile phone in the backpack suddenly rang, and the jar let out a meow, and jumped onto Qiao Ye's shoulder nimbly, then got into the backpack, took the mobile phone out and put it in the palm of Qiao Ye's palm. This behavior was already strange to Qiao Ye No wonder, because the condition of the cat's service is to carry it wherever he wants to go.

"Hello, Song Ci?" Qiao Ye answered the phone, and the sound of cooking came from the other end.

"Come over to eat, we haven't seen each other for a long time." Song Ci finished speaking, coughed a few times, and yelled at the kitchen: "Uncle Bai, can't you fix the range hood a little bit! I'm about to choke to death !"

After yelling, Song Ci realized that the voice was too loud, and Qiao Ye might have heard it, so he lowered his voice and said cautiously, "The old white virgin is cooking today, you haven't eaten it yet, come and taste it, hehe."

Qiao Ye blushed, "I'll go over now and bring my jar." After speaking, he turned his head and looked at the jar dotingly, and the jar also rushed to Song Cimiao on the other end of the phone.This milky meow melted Song Ci's heart, piercing his boyish heart, and immediately jumped up to urge Qiao Ye to come over quickly.

After hanging up the phone, Can Zi put the phone into his backpack, jumped off his shoulders, and the cat barked as soon as the cat's paw hit the ground. Qiao Ye knelt down to pick up the little ancestor, and his eyes touched a business card under Can Can's little meaty palm.

zhang jin, chief editor of c network novels

Phone 157xxxxx

As if destined in the dark, seeing this business card that is inextricably linked with ideals, the deepest desire in Qiao Ye's heart was touched. Four years later, c.com will be the most trafficked website in the country, and there will be many masters, each of whom has a team of tens of millions of fans, and the team of the website was also one of the best at the time.But at that time, Qiao Yezhong abandoned his pen to engage in finance at the most critical period in order to allow himself to avenge Lu Fengluo. Blinded by hatred, he personally ruined his ideals.

Now by chance, can he seize the opportunity to fulfill his wish in this world?He did not become a writer in another world, so in the parallel world, can he do what he wants?

The answer has already been confirmed in my heart.Qiao Ye picked up the business card, patted the dust on it, carefully put it in his jacket pocket, then picked up the jar and sighed softly: "Jan, you are my lucky star." Ever since he met the jar, he found that every day is lucky Yes, even full of the happiness of stroking cats.

When we arrived at Song Ci's house, the meal was just cooked. Song Ci stood at the door with an excited expression on his face, looking at the little black cat in Qiao Ye's arms with treacherous eyes, and let out a cat meow: "Meow~ Meow~ I want to hug you meow~”

This mentally handicapped behavior obviously made Bai Jifeng dissatisfied who was setting the dishes, and said coldly: "What does it look like, go wash your hands and eat." Song, who was reprimanded, was displeased, but he went into the toilet to wash his hands, which happened to make him Qiao Ye saw the usually cool Bai Jifeng wearing an apron with pink lace... a bit thunderous.

"Come and sit." Bai Jifeng's gaze stayed on the black cat in Qiao Ye's arms for two seconds, then he quickly arranged the dishes and went into the kitchen.Qiao Ye put on his slippers and walked in to sit down with Song Ci.

"Where's Jin'er?" Qiao Ye asked.

"That girl seems like spring is here, and she's going out on a date without telling me." Song Ci picked up a chopstick and tore the oily noodles in the oily duck, jokingly said, "Mm~~Uncle, this noodles are still delicious!" Just now After taking a bite of the noodles, Song Ci's face was full of happiness and intoxication. Qiao Ye couldn't help laughing at this little expression that was so delicious that he was about to suffocate.

"Decorate it for the cat."

There was an extra bowl in front of him, Qiao Ye looked at Bai Jifeng suspiciously, he just entered the kitchen to get a bowl for the jar?Qiao Ye was a little flattered.

"Thank you, thank you." After taking the bowl, after Bai Jifeng was seated, Qiao Ye began to move his chopsticks, and put some vegetables in the pot first. Half of the head of the pot poked out and knocked on the food on the table, and saw that his bowl was full of whole It was a fish, and the shrill voice began to meow.

"I'm very happy. Dad will bring you some more fish. Go down and eat it yourself." Qiao Ye dotingly told the pot, but the pot seemed to be ungrateful and kept calling, and it could even be heard that it was a little unhappy. Qiao Ye thought that the fish was not enough. So put the whole fish head into his own bowl and give it to the jar.The jar stretched out its paws and patted the two bowls. Fortunately, Qiao Ye had quick eyesight and quick hands, so the bowls didn't fall.

"Why are you so rude, you'll starve if you don't eat!" Qiao Ye got angry, pushed the bowl away, threw the jar on the ground and yelled at it in a low voice, the latter meowed twice and then shook his head with his head down. Walking away, the poor little appearance really makes people feel distressed.

"Here, Aye, don't be so cruel to it, it's still a little milk cat." Song Ci's young boy's heart suddenly felt pain when he saw the little back of the pot who was wronged, and complained in his tone.

"I'm used to its temper, and it will get worse and worse in the future. Don't worry about it, it will come when it's hungry." Qiao Ye was still angry, picked up his chopsticks and started eating by himself.

Bai Jifeng at the side took the bowl given to the jar and put it in front of him. After picking up a few dishes with his own bowl, he got up and walked towards the jar huddled behind the sofa.

"Wow, wow, I didn't know uncle would have such a gentle side, Qiao Ye, look at it." Song Ci elbowed Qiao Ye, and Qiao Ye looked over, and saw a can of indifferent Teacher Bai squatting down. With a tall body, the eyes behind the lens are no longer indifferent as before.

In fact, when the pot walked away pitifully, his attention also went away. At this time, he saw the pot slowly sticking its head out from behind the sofa, and then used its small paws to pick up the vegetables in the bowl. After meowing, he began to bury his head in eating.

Seeing this scene made Qiao Ye feel sad, even a little jealous. Why would his cat eat someone else's instead of his own? Why did this dead cat hurt him like this!