[Idol trainee] please pick me up

When I wake up, the sun is rising.

The curtains have been drawn wide, and the sheets on his balcony are moving with the wind. The sun outside is bright and warm, and the sky is as blue as washing.

After the mental illness was cured, even sleeping became extraordinarily stable and comfortable. Even if the alarm clock didn't ring, even if Pu Yuzhen came in to call him, it would take a lot of effort to coax and persuade him.

I rolled over and over with the quilt on the bed to release my love for such a morning, and finally got up and turned off the dozen or so alarm clocks that were set later, and got out of bed to wash and change clothes.

The living room was empty, but the shoes at the entrance were still there.

Poured himself a glass of water, ran to the study and saw Pu Yuzhen who was buried in the desk.

"Why do you wake up so early?"

In fact, 08:30 is not too early for Pu Yuzhen, who is used to getting up early, but it is a strange thing for Justin, who often stays in bed until ten o'clock or even eleven o'clock during holidays, to get up at this time.

"Today I made an appointment with them to play."

Although it usually takes a while for them to arrive, since I have woken up now, let's go to the appointment on time.

"Are you still going home for dinner?" Pu Yuzhen pushed his glasses, but he didn't put down the pen in his hand, and he didn't intend to stop writing at all.

"Aren't you going with me? I remember you don't have an agenda today."

Justin asked bluntly.He has long discovered that when dealing with this man, all euphemisms are just to make himself uncomfortable.

"I'm not very good at playing ball." To be precise, I'm not good at any sports.I have exhausted all my efforts to learn to dance back then, and now I have basically returned all of it to the teacher in the past few years.

Pu Yuzhen touched his nose in embarrassment.

"Okay." Although he was not very happy, he gave up decisively.

This man doesn't understand that playing ball is a social activity for men, not pure sports.A dull old man with no fun, no older brother could be so boring.

I just don't know what I like about him.

"By the way, the muffins I made in the morning should not be cold yet, so eat something warm in the morning before going out."

Pu Yuzhen didn't look up, he was busy with work and reminded casually.

The muffins and the blueberry jam boiled a few days ago are not too sweet but full of pulp to make people feel satisfied. Although such a dessert cannot fill the stomach, it is enough for breakfast.

There were also lunch boxes with marinated meat in the refrigerator, fresh vegetables that were still dripping with water, and even a whole can of [-] liters of pure milk.It should be ready for his breakfast, but he didn't expect him to get up so early today.

This man, who is so foolish about eating by himself but insists on letting him eat well, I really don't know what to say about him.

The tsundere boy with his taste buds satisfied doesn't want to admit that he likes the feeling of being cared and pampered.

I don't know how long it has passed, the teacup in Pu Yuzhen's hand is empty and full, full and empty again, even the tea is soaked to the point of colorless, remembering to eat lunch, it is almost past dinner time.

It was already dark.

Oops, why did I enter workaholic mode today.

Sure enough, as long as my cat is not around, my life will fall into chaos.

He was not such a delicate person at first, but he worked hard to manage his life only because he thought that there was another person by his side, and he was reluctant to suffer a little more grievance from his lover who had already worked hard.

When a person is at home, he almost completely loses the concept of time. His life is a mess, and he is no different from an ordinary office worker. He just realized this with a breakdown.

Others say that his cat is too dependent on him, so why isn't he also dependent on his own cat?

It's not that your cat can't live without you, it's that you can't live without your cat.

This is the cruel reality of the shit shovel officer.

I hurriedly got up and took the clothes and sheets that were hanging on the balcony into the house, thinking about cooking some curry for the second meal of the day, ironing the clothes before continuing to work.

Cut potatoes and carrots into cubes, pour some oil and stir-fry until cooked, add water and throw in curry cubes and cook until the potatoes are soft and rotten. After 10 minutes, the food is out of the pot and poured on the rice. While watching the garbage romance drama on TV, sit on the sofa and eat rice. But Pu Yuzhen couldn't even eat two mouthfuls of this extremely simple dinner.

When the inspiration came, I went back to the table and continued to write, and went out to eat the curry that had begun to solidify in the middle of writing.

There was another flash of inspiration, and I lost the bowl and chopsticks and ran back to continue writing.

Forget it, let's go out and feed the rest to the stray dogs.

Finally, he gave up on the completely cold dinner and sat back in the study honestly.

Literary and artistic creators have the same essence, they are all a bunch of lunatics.

"Come here quickly, your cat is drunk and you have to pick it up, but I can't even send it off."

The background was noisy, and it was Zhou Rui who called.

"How can you drink?"

Pu Yuzhen paused for a second as he brushed the pen on the paper with the sound of brushing, and finally frowned.

"My God, the menu is all in English, and the clerk doesn't understand Chinese. I haven't tried it yet, so I don't know what kind of wine it is. Besides, even if it's wine, it's too exaggerated to pour it in one glass." Zhou Meirui complained loudly.

It looks pure and harmless, a dangerous drink whose alcohol content is covered by pure fruity taste, and even the four kinds of additives that are used as gimmicks and selling points are all removed. It is a wine that should never be encountered by people with a bad drink capacity, FOURLOKO.

Sighing, Pu Yuzhen was finally willing to put down the pen that he had been holding all day.

"I'm going out now, please help me look after him for another hour."

"Be careful driving at night."

So the call ended hastily.

It's really annoying, but I know it's just an unavoidable accident.

Worried, he rushed to the restaurant to find the two of them.

His cat doesn't cry, make noise, talk too much, or drink madly, just quietly nests in the corner, holding honey grapefruit tea to hangover, looking in the direction of the gate, waiting for his breeder to take him home .

Seeing Pu Yuzhen rushing here, Zhou Rui, who was on pins and needles, finally heaved a sigh of relief. He put on his mask and his jacket and bounced off the chair.

"Call my wife later to make sure I've received it." He ordered and rushed out the door.

In order to accompany this big cat who claims to be drunk, he sent countless voice messages to coax his wife, and even took the initiative to explain that he never went out to fool around, for fear that his wife might misunderstand something.

It is really unpredictable that the former steel straight man would willingly take the initiative to become a strict wife.

There are no men who are afraid of their wives in the world, only men who respect their wives.Zhou Meirui said he was afraid of his wife?If it doesn't exist, he looks like he has a super vicious domestic violence face, okay?

"Okay, trouble."

If the fake Korean Pu Yuzhen, who is bowing slightly to him now, could hear Zhou Rui's imagining at the moment, he would definitely have a black line of doubt on his misunderstanding of himself.

"Go home." He stretched out his hand to pull his big cat.

His cat opened his arms for a hug.

"Will you hug me later, get up by yourself first." He comforted in a soft voice, and put on his coat according to the situation.It's not that I don't want to hug, but I'm afraid of being photographed by a boring reporter who happens to pass by when I go out.

"Bored." His big cat looked sleepy because he didn't get a hug, and the masked cat was carried to the door by him in the posture of a drunkard, his eyes drooping and making a sound of discomfort.

"Hold on, just for a while."

Pu Yuzhen was helpless and distressed.

Although the big cat who was stuffed into the co-pilot took off his mask, he was still unhappy.

His breeder turned on the external cycle to start the engine, but the cat leaned on his shoulder and refused to get up.

"It's not safe." Pu Yuzhen straightened him up and fastened his seat belt, his big cat sighed unhappily again.

"I don't want to listen to this station..." muttered softly.

"Okay, is this one okay?" Turned on the lower volume of the car audio and changed the channel. Zhou Rui's new song was playing on this channel. His big cat flapped its nose and exhaled through its nose to make a cute snort.

So does it mean yes or no?

But since there is no further request, it should be considered okay.Thinking of this, Pu Yuzhen put down the sun visor of the co-pilot to prevent the lights of oncoming traffic from dazzling his cat at night, and then continued to concentrate on driving.

"Headache...hug."

Even when he parked the car to go home, his big cat couldn't move its legs honestly, sat on the seat and whined, and refused to even unbuckle the seat belt by itself.

Pu Yuzhen resigned to his fate and got out of the car first to open the door of the co-pilot. His relatives hugged him out like a cat.His big cat's eyes are calm, it doesn't look like he is acting like a baby deliberately, but the whole person hangs on him and shrinks into a small ball.

That's right, you can speak out what you want, and when you are unhappy, you can quarrel and lose your temper and never hold back pressure and conflicts in your heart.They are already the closest relationship. There is no need to be sticky, greasy, and crooked. Only in this way can misunderstandings and communication errors be minimized.

They hit a wall and fumbled for a method during Justin's manic depression. Now that I think about it, if all the couples in the world adopt their stupid couple's way of getting along, there may not be so many tragedies that can be avoided.

Fortunately, they have realized this at the best age for each other. Although there will be ups and downs in the future, the rest of the two who have connected with each other are mostly sweet.

Finally freed one hand to open the door——Pu Yuzhen didn't even put down his cat at this moment, but raised his elbow to lift his cat's butt up to reduce the hindrance to his movements.If he is willing to cling to himself, let him hug him, and it won't matter if it takes an extra 2 minutes to open the door.

"Are you still working?" The big cat who was put on the steps of the entrance, saw the manuscript paper thrown at the door and realized that he had interrupted Pu Yuzhen's thoughts, hugged and rubbed the neck of his own shit-shoveling officer.

"Not as important as you, don't think about it."

Kissing the tip of the cat's nose, squatting in front of him to help someone change his slippers and take off his coat, while his cat let him do his movements obediently.

"It smells like sweat, go take a bath." Patted the cat's butt, trying to tear the big cat that had been acting coquettishly off her body.

"You stay with me," his big cat said confidently, "I'm drunk now, what if I drown in the bathtub; what if I slip and fall to my death in the shower."

"You, you're not drunk at all, are you?" Look, is there any drunk person who talks in such a way like you.

Having said that, there is still nothing to do with him.

Pu Yuzhen picked him up without any complaints, and prepared to take him to the bathroom where the water had been put in to wash the incense when he went out, while his big cat lay obediently in his arms, its eyelashes flickering and rubbing against the side of his neck Itchy.

Alas, making trouble on purpose again.

After finally taking a bath for his cat, the breeder Pu, who had to take a bath together because the other cat was too dishonest and drenched in water, sighed in his heart while helping people to dry their hair every day.

The cat, whose scalp was being massaged and lying on his lap, seemed to be purring, and was so comfortable that it was about to fall asleep.

Sure enough, it is human nature to be happy when being pampered and pampered by others.

"I..." At this moment, his big cat unexpectedly hesitated to speak.

Isn't it agreed that no matter what you say, you must say it honestly? What's wrong?

"What's wrong?" Pu Yuzhen turned his head and opened his eyes wide. The contrasting expression on this mature man's seemingly innocent face is irresistible. The dark brown eyes due to myopia reflect his figure like glass.

"Stop treating me like a child."

It takes a glance away from his eyes to say that.In fact, I have wanted to say it for a long time, but it always seems that he is too ignorant.

When I talked about this topic with my brothers during dinner at night, I was naturally ridiculed.

The outside world evaluates his character either because he is smart and sensible, or because he is polarized as willful and rebellious. Praising him is milky and cute, but these are all descriptions of children.

He was an adult and didn't want to be treated like a child anymore—no, he never wanted to be treated like a child.

Although I just giggled and didn't seem to care at the time, in fact, under the influence of alcoholic drinks, the little sadness buried in my heart still fermented into a strong sourness.

This person has been pampering him and coaxing him, does he actually think so in his heart?

Thinking about it this way, it was a little frustrating.

"I didn't treat you as a child," Pu Yuzhen smiled and rubbed his fluffy hair that was almost dry, "It's just because I like you."

It's not because you are a few years younger than me that you tolerate and indulge everywhere, but because you like you that you are so gentle.

The cat who got a satisfactory answer held his shit shovel officer's face to his mouth and gave a loud kiss.

Then he lay back on his lap and asked the other party to use a cotton swab to clean his ears.

The cat is super at ease and super happy now.

Open your hands completely and then squeeze them into fists. Use this seemingly meaningless action to relax repeatedly, expressing your inner comfort and joy.

His cat just flicked its tail, and after a while, it curled up on his lap and fell asleep peacefully.

Stretching out his hand to rub his stomach that was still flat even after eating, he covered him with a duvet, leaned on the head of the bed and continued to work obediently, feeling the smooth breathing of his cat. Drunk still tastes too good, cute and cute.

I'm busy and tired, and occasionally get annoyed to death, but 90.00% of the time, I can only think of all the cuteness and benefits of my cat, and I can be so happy that I am taken the initiative to show my favor.

Maybe this is what it's like to own a cat.

The author has something to say:

1) The reason why Meirui regards FOURLOKO as an ordinary drink is that the menus of American restaurants are sometimes too casual, and the drinks are all "DRINKS" followed by a bunch of nouns according to the classification. The specific ones need to be communicated with the waiter himself. But it seems that except for the seven sons of Mei Rui, none of them can speak English (cover face)

For example, vermouth (absinthe) sherry (sherry) will be written on the menu, but people who don't drink alcohol at all will not be able to tell that it is actually wine.

And the word "wine" cannot be seen in the name of FOURLOKO, and it is normal to mistakenly think it is an ordinary drink.

Of course, not all American restaurants are like this. Many restaurants will divide these drinks very widely, so I won’t go into details.

2) In fact, not only is Lao Pu raising cats, but also because there is someone who is very important to him in the family, so he takes extra care in managing his life.So he is essentially a social animal who only eats one meal a day, sits at a desk and in front of a computer and works for more than ten hours QAQ

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I saw a kid begging to get on the bus yesterday...

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