What bad thoughts can kittens have

The music festival went well.

There were already a lot of their fans in the audience, and the screams could tear the night sky apart.

Yu Mang and the others could only sneak away from the back of the passage, fearing that they would not be able to leave if they were discovered by fans.

But a few people sat in the car and discussed to eat crayfish.

Yan Shou found a place with a high rating and a private room on the Internet, and the address was still remote. A few people disguised themselves and went there.

Seeing that he couldn't control these few, the manager could only tell him worryingly, "Don't be photographed again, I still remember the hot search last time, 'Theone band ate skewers late at night and ate ten plates of grilled The scene is out of control!', you say who is like you on the hot search! Everyone is full of albums, romances, and styles, but you are good, every time you eat supper and get caught by the paparazzi."

Bai Jinan and Zhao An nodded humbly, because last time they were mainly photographed.

"Sister Ou, we promise not." Bai Jinan clasped his hands together, "I wear a mask and glasses, not showing an inch of my skin."

Oona looked at them majestically, and finally nodded slightly, "You'd better be."

When they arrived at the store, several people didn't dare to take their hats. They waited until plates of crayfish were served and the waiter politely helped to close the door. Then they cheered and were completely liberated.

As usual, Zhou Jing didn't eat it, so he peeled two lobsters, and started peeling lobsters for Yu Mang.

Yu Mang was embarrassed, and gently pushed away, "No need, I will do it myself."

Zhou Jing put the lobster tail directly to his mouth, "Anyway, I'm idle."

Yu Mang was in a dilemma, especially when the three teammates next to him were still watching, and some of them were shy to push around, but still bit a little bit of shrimp, and caught it like a kitten stealing a fish.

Yan Shou and Zhao An coaxed, "Captain, why are you serving a little wife?"

Zhou Jing glanced at them, the corners of his lips slightly curved, but he didn't refute.

If you ask him, Yu Mang is easier to serve now than when he was a child.

When he was a child, he picked fruit for Yu Mang, but he only dug out the middle piece of the fruit, and he brought up a dozen of Yinshan fish, which were worth thousands of gold, and only took a little tender meat from the belly of the fish, and made it into surimi to feed Yu Mang.

Fortunately, this little thing has a conscience. After eating two mouthfuls, he stretched out his chubby hand and fed it to his mouth, letting him eat too.

Zhou Jing thought of these past events, and then turned his head to look at Yu Mang now, wearing a big T-shirt, shorts and sneakers, eating a crayfish, looking easy to feed.

I don't know how Yu Mang's family raises it, Zhou Jing slandered, the little things that were precious and precious in his hands turned skinny after returning home, which made people suspect that Yu's family abused children.

Thinking this way, his dissatisfaction with the Yu family added another layer.

Yu Mang didn't know what the people next to him were thinking, he was still concentrating on gnawing on the prawns, the lobster claws were hard to peel, but he liked the little meat inside, his eyes rolled around, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he snapped In a daze, he directly crushed the pliers with his small fangs, and then picked out a little bit of tender meat inside with satisfaction.

He thought no one would notice, he bit a dozen or so in a row, and licked the corners of his mouth contentedly.

But the surrounding surroundings had already seen it all.

What a kitten, he thought.

Sharp-toothed.

Yu Mang's appetite is not too big, so he stopped eating half of it.

He wanted to eat ice cream, but this store didn't sell it, so he and Zhou Jing went to the convenience store together.

"Do you have anything to bring?" Yu Mang asked.

Bai Jinan and the others were still eating lobster fried rice, they shook their heads in unison, "No, you can see for yourself."

Yu Mang didn't care about them.

When I arrived at the convenience store, there were no customers in the entire store, except for a clerk who was dozing off at the front desk.

Yu Mang didn't bother to change the shape, so he buckled his hat, picked it up in front of the freezer, and finally took a mango flavored one.

After buying it, the two of them were not in a hurry to go back.

Today is a rare and refreshing summer night, the air is not scorching hot, but still has the coolness of the evening breeze.

There was a bench outside the convenience store, and Yu Mang and Zhou Jing sat on it to enjoy the shade.

The mango-flavored ice cream is also shaped like a mango, and when I hold it in my hand, I thought it was real at first glance.

Seeing Yu Mang eating seriously, Zhou Jing smiled and asked him, "Why are you called Yu Mang? Is it because you loved mangoes when you were young?"

Yu Mang froze for a moment, and after a while, he nodded embarrassingly.

It really is?

Zhou Jing was stunned instead, because he was just making a joke.

Yu Mang took another bite of the ice cream with pulp, and said vaguely, "I was born too small when I was a child, and I looked like a kitten. Little monsters can actually eat anything, but I especially like mangoes. Yes Once my father was peeling mangoes for my mother, and I smelled it and got in. It was almost invisible when mixed with a pile of mangoes, and my father almost peeled them together...so they decided to call me mangoes."

In memory of his sincere love for mangoes.

When he grows up, he will also feel that the name is a bit childish.

glowing.

Sounds like a kindergartener forever.

But when he thought that it was given by his parents, after they had been looking forward to it for a long time, they finally had a baby and gave it with love, he felt that there was nothing to complain about.

He and his younger brother have always been in need of protection in the hearts of their parents.

Zhou Jing laughed.

When he met Yu Mang, Yu Mang was already in the appearance of a human child, but the kitten who hadn't been transformed back then should also be extremely cute.

"That name suits you well," he said.

Yu Mang didn't care, and continued to eat ice cream.

In fact, for a moment, he was a little curious about who took Zhou Jing's name.

The two sat outside for a while.

But when Yu Mang was about to finish eating the ice cream, he suddenly heard a song playing in the convenience store, and he also hummed along, but it was not the one played inside, but two slow poems.

Zhou Jing was originally closing his eyes to rest his mind, but he suddenly opened his eyes when he heard this.

Under the cold moonlight, his pupils turned golden for a moment.

"What song are you singing?" He asked hoarsely.

"I don't know," Yu Mang looked at a moth on the street lamp in front of him, with a bit of regret in his voice, "I always dream that someone sings this song to lull me to sleep, but it's not my parents."

He always dreamed when he was a child.

In the dream, there was a mountain forest and wisteria flowers all over his body. A man who couldn't see clearly sat beside him and wrapped a bracelet around him with a small cane.

He had dreamed of this scene for many years.

But he still couldn't see the face of the person in the dream.

"Maybe I remembered it wrong." Yu Mang said again in a low voice, "Maybe I heard other children sing it before, and I thought it was for me."

After saying this, he bit off the last bite of the mango ice cream and threw the box into the trash can next to it.

Looking back, he wanted to call Zhou Jing to go back together, but found that Zhou Jing's face was very cold, like snow on the mountain that never melted.

Yu Mang couldn't help being taken aback, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Jing didn't speak, but approached slowly, pinching Yu Mang's shoulder with one hand, it was so hard that it even hurt a little.

Yu Mang frowned.

But he soon couldn't care about this, because Zhou Jing's face was too close to him.

Icy golden vertical pupils, dangerous and bewitching, deep facial features as carved by a knife, and a temperament that is both good and evil, when slowly approaching, the impact of beauty is enough to make people dizzy.

Yu Mang smelled the faint scent of grass and trees on Zhou Jing's body again.

He couldn't help but took a step back, his shoulder hit the back of the chair, and the cold iron railing blocked his retreat.

Zhou Jing trapped him between the seat and his own arms.

The moon is hazy.

The shadows of the two fell on the ground, almost merging into one person.

Yu Mang looked at Zhou Jing in surprise.

too close.

Zhou Jing's lips were just a few centimeters away from him, and the scent of grass and trees invaded faintly, making him weak all over, it was difficult to even get angry, and he just felt dizzy.

Zhou Jing got a little closer.

Yu Mang was startled, and closed his eyes reflexively.

He almost thought Zhou Jing was going to kiss him.

But soon, he felt that there was no kiss on his lips.

Zhou Jing's face turned away and moved closer to Yu Mang's ear.

"Grass and trees have no heart, and they wither and flourish every year. If the child has the intention, why doesn't he return?" Zhou Jing's voice was like ice cubes melting in wine, slightly cold, but deep and attractive.

He smiled lightly and asked Yu Mang, "Is that the way you sang that song?"

This is not a nursery rhyme to coax children at all.

He heard his mother sing it when he was very young, and not long after that, his mother disappeared into the world.

Later, Yu Mang asked him to sing, saying that he couldn't fall asleep, so he had no choice but to hum his own words casually, and he had the right to coax the child.

Now more than ten years have passed, this little bastard has completely forgotten him, but he still remembers the songs he hummed back then.

Yu Mang opened his eyes abruptly.

Is such that.

He has always only remembered "Grass and trees have no heart, every year is dry and prosperous", and he didn't remember the complete sentence until Zhou Jing said it.

He stared blankly at Zhou Jing, and didn't care that he was too close to Zhou Jing.

"How did you know?" He stared into Zhou Jing's eyes and murmured.

He looked at Zhou Jing in puzzlement, under the moonlight, Zhou Jing was as beautiful as a dream, like wisteria flowers blooming under the moon, beautiful enough, but also enough careless.

"Because this song was taught by my mother." Zhou Jing said lightly, "She used to sing it when I was young."

He stood up, his eyes dimmed slightly, and he stretched out his hand to Yu Mang, "It's time to go back."

Yu Mang looked at the hand in front of her.

Just for a moment, he seemed to have a lot of questions to ask Zhou Jing.

But soon he realized that even if Zhou Jing knew the song, it was at best a coincidence.

He has had that dream over and over again for so many years, and he always misses that piece of wisteria and the pair of hands holding him.

But that was just a dream after all.

It has nothing to do with the surroundings.

He was silent for a moment, put his hand on it, "Well, let's go."