Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

I saw the man who was only wearing a middle-aged coat and a thin jacket in the middle of winter.

Jingzhi wanted to come out and scold him.

She lowered her head to take a few glances at her now fluffy appearance, then retracted her head behind the door and looked at him through the one-centimeter gap in the door.

She had clearly been thinking about what to say for a long time, but when she opened her mouth she asked an irrelevant question:

"Why do you say my cooking is bad?"

Lin Ying's eyes felt a little hot, his throat was blocked, and he felt like coughing again. He swallowed hard twice, forcibly suppressed the itching feeling, half squatted down, and stretched out his hand to her.

"Uh-huh-huh."

The thick fur on the kitten's face could not completely hide her speechlessness and hidden anger.

Jingzhi turned around and left.

She's still worried about his health, you stupid dog.

"I promise you."

The kitten stopped in its tracks, petrified in place. "...W-what?"

The man behind her cleared his throat and said to her in a hoarse voice:

"Hello, my name is Lin Ying. Can we get to know each other again?"

With a "whoosh", the spineless kitten bounced over from three meters away like a spring and ran straight into Lin Ying's arms.

"My name is Jingzhi. You can call me Jingjing, Zhizhi, Jingzhi. Just don't call me Xiaozhi."

She now feels a pang of resentment towards this title.

Before her embrace was warm, Lin Ying put down her handbag, held her armpits with both hands, and moved her away from her.

The kitten was so excited that it dug at his hand and slid along his arm, wanting to get into his arms.

Seeing her lively appearance now, Lin Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, it was really not appropriate for her to get close to him.

Pinching her armpits didn't work, so Lin Ying pinched the back of her neck and moved her away.

The kitten hung its arms and legs and suddenly became very quiet.

"Xiaoying Xiaoying, is what you just said true?" She tried her best to open her eyes wide and observe his micro-expressions, for fear that Lin Ying was just coaxing her because she was injured.

He stretched out his right hand, touched the kitten's head at arm's length with his index finger, and sighed softly.

"Yes, from now on, don't lie to me anymore."

Thinking of something, he frowned, "Of course, there are some things that cannot be said. As long as you mention it to me, I won't ask again, and you don't have to force it. Cough cough cough... cough cough cough... cough..."

He had talked too much and couldn't bear it anymore. He put the kitten down, covered his mouth and nose with one arm, and kept coughing.

Jingzhi was so anxious that he was running around in circles, but he obviously didn't want to let him get close.

"Xiaoying, what's wrong with you? Water, drink some water!"

She rushed to the kitchen, and halfway through, she bumped into Xiaowu's legs. After rolling on the ground for a few times, she did a big split, shook her dizzy head, looked up at Xiaowu and said:

"Water, get some water for uncle."

"Got it~ Little Housekeeper Cat~" Xiao Wu walked over and handed the cup of water and medicine to Lin Ying, "Master, now she's awake, you should take your medicine properly. You've had this cold for a long time, and if you delay any longer, your body won't be able to bear it."

Jingzhi: "Cold?"

Will a cold cause coughing like this?

She took two more steps towards Lin Ying.

Lin Ying resisted the urge to cough and raised her hand to stop herself.

He took off his mask, threw the medicine into his mouth, and drank the water in the cup. Only then did he slow down his breathing and said, "I'm fine. Just stay away from me. It's contagious."

Kitty frowned, "How long?"

Lin Ying didn't want to say.

Xiao Wu tutted his words, not wanting any more misunderstandings between the two of them, so he also said:

"It's been more than half a month. The onset of the disease started almost a few days after you fainted."

"Master is so busy every day that sometimes he forgets to take his medicine or even his meals. I'm so worried about him."

The kitten stomped its feet, "Xiaoying!"

Lin Ying was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to meet Jingzhi's eyes. He turned and glared at Xiaowu, "You're the only one with a big mouth."

Xiao Wu shrugged, picked up the angry kitten and smoothed its fur. "Alright, one just woke up, and the other finally agreed to take medicine properly. Let's all be more harmonious."

"I want to hear it." Jingzhi patted Xiaowu's arm and pointed to the sofa in the living room. "Sit down. What has Xiaoying been doing these days? Tell me."

"He's done so much, he—"

Before she started gossiping, Lin Ying pinched the gap in the mask on her nose, snatched the kitten away, bent down to pick up the handbag on the ground, and walked into her room.

The baby bed in his room is still there, but there is an extra round polka-dot kitten bed on the mattress.

Jingzhi was gently placed inside.

Looking at Lin Ying who was sitting far away, Jingzhi lowered his head and sniffed the nest. It was full of her scent. It seemed that she had slept here for a long time.

"You bought it for me?"

He turned his head away and looked out the window, his ears slightly red. "That bed is too hard. I'm afraid you'll feel uncomfortable if you lie on it for too long."

She lay on the cat bed, looking through the wooden railing at the trouser leg that he was gently holding, and teased, "I haven't woken up for so long, have you cried?"

Xiao Wu outside the door was full of energy, like a loud speaker:

"Cry! Every time I secretly test whether you're breathing, you still don't believe me after the test and force us to try it one by one!"

Lin Ying's face flushed and she kicked the door shut.

The third child, who was shoveling shit in the garden, slowly raised his head from under the windowsill and complained about Lin Ying:

"Not only that, he once pushed me so hard that I lost my temper and told me I was out of breath, and he even slapped me in the face."

"That's because you're so mean! You knew he was scared, but you still tried to scare him!" Ah Shi hooked his neck and dragged him away, "You tactless guy, stop bothering me."

He looked up and smiled at Lin Ying, "Master, you guys continue chatting, we'll leave first, haha."

Lin Ying squinted at Eleven and said, "Now that she's awake, I'll take care of her. It's time to get your ghost-catching training underway."

The second brother pushed open the wardrobe door and walked out of the closet. "Master, you are sick, how can you take care of her? Let us do it."

Jingzhi was speechless and choked. She pointed at Lao Er and then at the closet, "What are you...doing in there?"

The second brother picked up the 84 disinfectant in his hand and showed it to her. "Spring cleaning, Master has made a lot of money and updated a lot of new furniture, didn't you notice?"

Lin Ying raised his hand to press against his forehead, which was bulging with veins, and said through gritted teeth: "Get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the fourth child crawled out from under the bed and said, "Okay, I'll get out of here right away."

Jingzhi:......! ? ?

Why are there people everywhere?

"...I thought you were all out," she said.

The fourth brother dusted himself off and, when Lin Ying kicked him, he quickly opened the door and slipped out, leaving only one sentence: "You've become like that, we're worried about you."

Xiaowu closed the door gently, and Jingzhi, feeling a little moved, turned her little head and looked around.

The desk with peeling paint was replaced with a heavy walnut-colored wooden table, and two wardrobes of the same color were placed side by side.

Through the cabinet door opened by the second brother, you can see that it is now empty and there is nothing inside.

Jingzhi's love thoughts gradually surfaced.

She tucked her front paws in awkwardly, "Xiaoying, why did you buy two big wardrobes? You don't have that many clothes."

Lin Ying's suit pants were almost torn by him, but his face remained as calm as an old dog, "There will be clothes later."

Love-minded Jingzhi didn't care about anything and directly translated the sentence into - There will be clothes for you in the future.

She dove into her paws and shook herself.

It’s really... too embarrassing.

Lin Ying coughed twice and tried to save face. "I've made money, and I'll buy a lot of clothes to put in it in the future."

"My clothes," he emphasized.

The cat's eyes, which had been sparkling just now, instantly turned into dead fish eyes after hearing his two words.

Okay, his progress has always been slow, she should know that.

As Lin Ying spoke, he took out an envelope from his handbag that he had prepared at some point, walked over and placed it next to her little nest, "The money for the air conditioner, the money for buying groceries, and the monthly rent here are all in here, count them."

Is this to draw a line between you and her?

Jingzhi snorted, pointed her furry butt toward the envelope, and kept moving her feet, imitating the action of burying shit, while muttering softly: "How can you put money on the bed? I'll bury it all for you!"

"I'm sorry." Lin Ying touched her back and looked at her tailless butt with heartache. "I was too impulsive. I shouldn't have raised that question at the dinner table. You wouldn't..."

"Besides, your cooking is delicious. I just... don't want you to bother cooking anymore."

He always regretted not saying these words earlier.

He was just a little bit away from being able to tell her.

Lin Ying took a deep breath and bowed slightly to her, "You are so good to me, Jingzhi, I can't repay you."

She froze for a few seconds, thinking for a long time why he was suddenly so impulsive as to ask that question directly in front of his apprentice.

Hearing the last sentence, she turned around and gently placed her front paw on the back of his hand. "I don't need you to pay it back, and I won't force you to make any response. You don't have to feel burdened."

"Jingzhi, I didn't expect..." He fell silent before he could finish a few words.

He just shook his head helplessly and smiled.

Jingzhi thought for a long time, and seemed to understand something, and his pupils shook violently.

"You, what do you mean?"

Lin Ying stroked the soft hair on her head again and again, as if addicted, but still refused to admit anything: "...It's nothing."

"You take the money and we can start being friends again, okay?"

She looked at him straight in the eyes and pushed the money buried in the quilt in his direction. "I don't want to accept it. Once I give it to you, it's yours."

He nodded her head, poked small pits in her hair, and then gently smoothed it out, "Save some face for me."

He didn't want to appear in front of her as a coward who had no food to eat and needed help from others...

……

When a man starts to care about how a woman views him, he has actually already failed.

The value of this sentence steadily increases with Lin Ying.

Conversely, the same is true for Jingzhi.

She hid her butt, a little embarrassed:

"Will this look ugly? I actually have a few other tails. How about I release one?"

“…Not ugly.”

A trace of heartache flashed in his eyes, "Very—cough cough."

Unable to stop coughing, he immediately turned his face away and covered his mouth tightly, for fear of infecting her with the virus.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem, why don't you go and follow..."

Lin Ying stopped talking halfway.

He never dared to let her into Xiaowu's room again. He was traumatized.

"and……"

It's not possible to be with Ajuan, even though he can see that all her resentment has disappeared, but it's not good to live next door to a ghost.

Lin Ying frowned and asked her: "How about living on the third floor? It's quiet there, far away from me, and I won't—"

"Okay." She interrupted him and nodded.

Lin Ying was stunned for a moment before slowly nodding, feeling a sense of inexplicable loss in his heart.

He thought that...

"Think I'll pester you again?"

He awkwardly looked away, opened the door, and pretended not to hear what she said, "I'll go help you clean the room."

Jingzhi narrowed her eyes and bared her teeth at the back of his head.

Why is this guy always like this when it comes to feelings?

"Tell them to go to the room on the far right, facing the sun," she said.

That room was where she and the little mute lived.

Now that he is not feeling well, Jingzhi is afraid that he might suddenly remember something and faint again, so she chooses to let someone else go.

“Ding Dong… Ding Dong Ding Dong Ding Dong…”

After the doorbell rang a few times, Lao Wu's voice suddenly came from the hall: "Master, someone wants to rent a room."