Under the predecessor's cat curse GL

The two words frightened He Dongyang so much that he couldn't move, she was nestled in the cage in shock, stepped on the rice bowl by accident, and stared at Xia Shuang for a long time.

The devil himself, no doubt.

After consulting the doctor, Xia Shuang put down her phone and glanced at He Dongyang coldly.

He Dongyang smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, and forced to call out: "Meow?"

Looking at her innocent pupils is really pitiful, Xia Shuang can't help feeling compassionate, but sterilization is for the good of the cat, and she must not harm the cat's lifelong happiness just because of a momentary soft heart.

He Dongyang looked at Xia Shuang with his head turned, watching the compassion in her eyes gradually disappear, replaced by a determination that could be read by the naked eye.

Immediately, He Dongyang's heart couldn't take it anymore.

If Xia Shuang dared to take her for birth control, she would let her know that sooner or later she would have to pay it back.

Without reading the murderous intent in He Dongyang's forced smile, Xia Shuang looked down at the phone in her hand, and now it's already lunch time, and she wouldn't have gotten it so late if she hadn't bathed the cat.

Seeing her start to change clothes, He Dongyang lazily, slumped in the cage hopelessly for life, knowing that she will go out for an appointment in a while, he felt uncomfortable.

So, He Dongyang acted coquettishly, and Xia Shuang let her out while she was arranging her hair.Taking advantage of Xia Shuang's inattention, He Dongyang took the lead in hiding at the corner of the house, waiting for Xia Shuang to go out so that he could perform a tracking technique.

The corner was very quiet, and He Dongyang squatted on the safe, imagining boredly how alluring Xia Shuang would be when she went out later.

Needless to say, there must be red lips and flames.

In fact, Xia Shuang didn't wear high heels, so He Dongyang was puzzled the moment he went out.

The rain seems to have disappeared, Xia Shuang's long hair is smooth to the waist, and the hair color seems to have been kissed by Moyu. In this climate, it looks very suitable.

She has always favored contrasting colors, and today she wore her orange and green denim jacket.This color looks weird at first glance, but it is different on her body, like a passionate and flirtatious flower.

He Dongyang curled his lips, this dress has been worn every day for two years, who knows who cursed her aesthetics.

Dating a little girl is so sloppy, can the other party drink coffee?She was extremely delicate when she was dating her before, but now she looks like this.

Things are different from people.

He Dongyang followed Xia Shuang all the way to the street. During the section of Xia Shuang's driving, she was like a cheetah chasing "quick syrup", hanging her tongue over other people's roofs. After half the distance, she felt that she could return to the west immediately.

Fortunately, the cafe was not too far away, and He Dongyang finally collapsed from exhaustion before dying.

People saw that there was a hole in the fruit stand next to the cafe, and something round and round fell there, but they didn't know what it was.

It's a bit embarrassing to say, the second after He Dongyang stepped on this place, she heard the sound of tearing, but at that time Xia Shuang was entering the cafe, so she couldn't make too much noise.

He Dongyang tried his best to stretch her head out, until she saw two people sitting by the window, she officially began to rest.

Really tired, exercise is terrible.

Lin Xin, who was seated early and waited, was still wearing a white dress, this time the style was more delicate, and the neckline design was unique.

She lowered her head to talk to Xia Shuang, occasionally raised her head to look at people, and buried her head back within five seconds.

Xia Shuang's back was facing He Dongyang, so she couldn't see her reaction, but for He Dongyang, it was not difficult for He Dongyang to imagine Xia Shuang's gentle expression at this moment.

She has seen it, she has been heartbroken, and she has also been discouraged.

After chatting for about ten minutes, Lin Xin took out a small blue gift box from her seat, stood up and handed it to Xia Shuang with both hands.

Come out on a date, prepare some gifts, it's human nature, understandable.

Xia Shuang stopped stirring the coffee, she looked up at Lin Xin, and put the broken hair behind her ears.

"I go……"

At the same time, the tearing sound under He Dongyang's body suddenly accelerated, and He Dongyang suddenly lost his mind, borrowing the strength of the roof, and jumped to a place where the two people could not be seen.

The line of sight is completely blocked.

Xu was to set off He Dongyang's mood, the sky became cloudier, and He Dongyang's little shadow almost didn't exist.She wagged her tail weakly, glanced at the person looking down at the shed, and left resolutely.

They broke up, and she doesn't care what she does so much. There is nothing in the world, and there is no need to bother me.

……

Xia Shuang returned home in two hours. As soon as she arrived at the door, she saw her cat sitting outside against the wall. Seeing her coming back, the cat glanced up uninterestedly, and then put its head on its neck.

Such a posture seemed very sad, Xia Shuang squatted halfway to lift her up, but He Dongyang moved her position to prevent her from being touched.

Because He Dongyang saw the blue bag in her hand.

Xia Shuang was puzzled: "You ran out by yourself and were locked outside, and now you are still angry with me?"

Listen, this tone reminds me of the tone of arguing with myself that day.

He Dongyang called perfunctorily: "Meow." The cry was short and weak.

Naturally, she didn't want to be angry with a cat, so Xia Shuang opened the door first, and then carried the cat in without rejection.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, He Dongyang felt displeased, and took the initiative to go into the cage, and closed the door with his paws.

After this set of movements, Xia Shuang was stunned.

This is fine.

Wanting to laugh, but felt that the atmosphere was not particularly suitable, Xia Shuang put down the gift bag in her hand, washed her face and went into the studio as usual.

She has been painting the same picture of Populus euphratica forest for the past few days, and she must have started preparing for the exhibition with such devotion.

Whatever she showed, He Dongyang decided not to watch it.

With this in mind, He Dongyang sleeps with his paws covered, his cerebellum sleeps so deeply that he doesn't even have a dream.

When I opened my eyes again, it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

He Dongyang was very hungry, but he didn't want to eat cat food. The glutton in his stomach lured her to the side of the gift bag.

Maybe it was because of starvation, He Dongyang opened the gift box to reveal the illusion that Xia Shuang had had when she bought things for her before. It was because the scent of this chocolate was too attractive, which caused her to have an illusion that she shouldn't have.

Even though she had cut her nails in a pet store before, the sharpness of her nails did not decrease. With just two or three strokes, He Dongyang saw the thick black zongzi.

She was drooling over the box, red bean heart-shaped chocolate chunks, her favorite brand.

Since she was prone to getting a small belly, Xia Shuang strictly controlled the amount of chocolate she ate, and sometimes she could only lick one mouthful. Xia Shuang would rather throw away the leftover chocolate than let her lick one more mouthful.

Thinking of this, all kinds of pain rolled in her throat. Anyway, Xia Shuang didn't like to eat it, so she threw it away after a long time. Why don't you just settle it for her kindly.

The grievance in He Dongyang's mouth couldn't be controlled anymore, she raised her paw and threw a piece into her mouth, chewing it twice.

The next moment, the look of happiness gradually faded from her face.

With chocolate in his mouth, He Dongyang just wanted to beat his chest and feet, and said vaguely, "This...is tasteless!"

Neither sweet nor sweet, neither bitter nor bitter.

She remembered that the braised pork belly hadn't been cooked, and the human sense of taste hadn't returned yet.

The tragedy in the world is nothing more than that, and He Dongyang is so angry that he wanted to put the box back angrily, but it was easy to take it apart, but difficult to put it back on.

He Dongyang's head was stuffed, and out of breath, he slapped all the chocolate on the ground.

She condescendingly looked at the chocolates rolling around, and said with a tug: "It's all right now, it's settled on the spot, no one needs to eat it, it's so perfect."

It seemed that she still had to find something to eat. She slept so hard that she didn't hear Xia Shuang cooking, and she didn't know if there was any food left in the pot.

He Dongyang turned on the rice cooker, there were still a few mouthfuls of rice in it, and he lost his appetite just looking at it.

She wanted to eat fish, but after smelling it around, she couldn't catch the smell of fish scales. Would Aunt Li still give fish at such a late hour?

In the end, He Dongyang ate half a cucumber and planned to climb onto the sofa to sleep, but then something tragic happened, she slipped and split her legs on the spot.

The heart-piercing pain pulled her legs, and He Dongyang wondered, she is made of liquid, so this deformation will not work?

She stumbled and got up, and when she felt it carefully, she found that her stomach was also uncomfortable, and it hurt a little bit.

A fall hurt his stomach, so He Dongyang subdued himself.Weak and unable to jump onto the sofa, He Dongyang pulled the quilt over and forced himself to close his eyes.

But it was a bit unbearable. After lying down and struggling for nearly an hour, He Dongyang became more and more uncomfortable. She got up and vomited a few times, but nothing came out.

Now I feel like I'm dead.

Her limbs began to become uncontrollable, as if slowly petrified.

Rolling off the sofa, He Dongyang shouted in a daze, "Xia Shuang..."

It seems to be a bit of an impression that cats can't eat chocolate and will die.

Fear completely enveloped her at this moment, and He Dongyang was paralyzed on the ground like a year. She could only drag her voice and shout: "Xia Shuang! Xia Shuang! I'm going to die!"

……

Xia Shuang went to bed early tonight, and went to bed after grabbing a casual meal.

Being immersed in the world of painting in the afternoon exhausted her a lot of energy. From her perspective, He Dongyang was very serious this time.

She moved out, went abroad alone, and lied to everyone to stay there for half a year. These deliberate actions seemed to be avoiding her.

When the sense of alienation suddenly intensifies so that the cracks become ditches, Xia Shuang will become at a loss, and she will also show weakness, and all she gets is a silent answer.

Her world is missing a lot of important things, the original position needs to be filled, and painting is her favorite destination.

However, in this state, the fuel used for painting seems to be her blood, and every time she wakes up, she is so exhausted that she cannot fall asleep.

It's early morning and she's still awake.

Speaking of which, she wasn't completely awake, because she heard He Dongyang calling her name, and she was so far away that she couldn't touch her.

"Bangdang-"

The crisp, loud and pleasant sound of a broken glass made her heart beat.

Xia Shuang calmed down a little, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, turned on the light and was frightened by the twitching things on the ground.

He Dongyang smashed the cup with all his strength, and her symptoms became more serious. Now she was like a dying object, and she couldn't even feel Xia Shuang touching her.

Consciousness gradually drifted away, and it was difficult to catch the body temperature coming through the clothes. He Dongyang was fluttering as if his soul had left his body.