Furry Feeding Diary

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Wen Jia sniffed the smell on Yu Shaochuan's neck, it was still the faint medicinal fragrance.

He finally settled down.

His sick master, he thought he would never see him again in this life.

Wen Jia sniffled, but didn't cry. He's not like Song Xiaole, a silly dog ​​who would die without humans. He doesn't miss his master very much. He just misses the big house, the nanny and the pampered life. .

No, not at all.

It took Yu Shaochuan a long time to recover, "You are?"

"I'm yours--"

Wen Jia thought of Song Xiaole's experience, would Yu Shaochuan also regard him as a monster?But he can't control that much anymore. In the worst case, he will be kicked out and return to the rental house to continue living. It doesn't matter.

But he still had a little hope. He held Yu Shaochuan's hand, put it on his ear, and rubbed it lightly.

His eyes were pure and breathtaking, and he said, "I'm your cat, and I'm back to find you."

This sounded so absurd and weird that no one would believe it, but Yu Shaochuan didn't laugh at him, because the boy's expression looked very serious, especially the movement of touching his ears reminded Yu Shaochuan of his little Jia.

No one can touch Xiaojia's cat ears except the owner, but when Xiaojia makes a mistake or asks him for something, he will take the initiative to rub his hands with his ears, acting like a baby reluctantly, with his fluffy tail curled up Standing tall, sweeping back and forth on the master's knee.

It was exactly the same as the boy's expression at the moment.

Yu Shaochuan looked at him in disbelief.

"I'm Xiao Jia." Wen Jia said.

Yu Shaochuan was shocked. He pressed Wen Jia's hand and asked in a trembling voice, "How do you prove it?"

"You always cough when you sleep, and you have to get up to take medicine in the middle of the night, which will wake me up, I am very angry, very angry..."

Yu Shaochuan seemed to have a premonition of something, and his breathing became short of breath.

"When you are angry, you will bite." Wen Jia took Yu Shaochuan's hand, slowly raised it to his mouth, and took a hard bite. Even the position of the bite was exactly the same as before.

Yu Shaochuan looked at the tooth marks on his hand, no matter how unbelievable he could only believe it, he looked at Wen Jia and asked in a trembling voice, "How could this be?"

Wen Jia felt that he should cry, but he actually felt more and more sleepy.

Memories and sorrow flooded over the river, he wanted to cry but couldn't speak, his emotions reached the peak, he gradually lost his strength, he could only stare blankly at Yu Shaochuan's face, first leaning on Yu Shaochuan's shoulder, feeling After there were arms encircling him, the long-lost warmth made him relax.

He didn't answer Yu Shaochuan's question, but curled up in Yu Shaochuan's arms without saying a word, and slowly fell asleep.

Yu Shaochuan held the boy in his arms and fell into deep thought.

When she woke up again, Wen Jia was lying on Yu Shaochuan's big bed, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the sloping ceiling of that year.

He stared blankly for a long time, thinking that everything was just a dream of his own.

But when he raised his hand, what he saw were slender fingers instead of claws like small mangosteens.

Or human.

Just as he was sighing, he heard footsteps getting closer. It was his master. Yu Shaochuan came over with a cup of hot milk. Wen Jia lay on the bed and stared at him blankly. The little puppet cat stopped where it was, and asked Wen Jia softly, "Can I come in?"

Wen Jia's thoughts hadn't come back yet, she blinked her eyes, then shook her head.

This is obviously Yu Shaochuan's room, Yu Shaochuan's bed, but Wen Jia slept as a matter of course.

He lay carelessly in the middle of the bed and kicked the quilt aside.

Yu Shaochuan was not angry, but confirmed Wen Jia's identity even more. He asked softly, "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll let my aunt do it."

"What's your full name?" Wen Jia asked suddenly.

"Me?" Yu Shaochuan was slightly taken aback, and then replied: "Yu Shaochuan."

Yu Shaochuan wrote his name on Wen Jia's palm.

Wen Jia turned her back and said sullenly, "It's all your fault. If you had told me your name earlier, I wouldn't have been able to find you, so I wouldn't have to suffer. It's all your fault!"

"Xiao Jia, I'm sorry."

"Is my toy room still there?" Wen Jia asked.

"It's all there, want to go see it?"

When he heard Yu Shaochuan say "all are here", Wen Jia felt a little sore. He raised his chin, not allowing himself to shed tears. He followed Yu Shaochuan to the door of the toy room. Before opening the door and entering, Wen Jia took a deep breath.

Yu Shaochuan kept the toy room intact, and the walls are covered with pictures of Wen Jia, who grew up from a two-month-old cub, sucked catnip for the first time, jumped on the dining table for the first time, and at eight or nine months old Stepping on the window sill to see the scenery, and celebrating his birthday when he was one year old... Wen Jia didn't even know when Yu Shaochuan took so many photos.

There is also a complete set of castle climbing frames. Wen Jia thought it was so big at the time, and it took a whole day to explore all of it. Now it turns out to be so small.

Wen Jia lay on the narrow bed next to him, secretly shed tears, and was afraid of being seen by Yu Shaochuan, so he wiped them away quickly when he turned his head. He looked up at the ceiling and muttered: "I was thinking that if I go home and find my things They are gone, if you get a new cat, I will put mice in your house, and pour all your medicine into the river."

Yu Shaochuan smiled, leaned against the door and said, "What a vicious kitten."

"Why did you—" Wen Jia turned her head, looked out the window and asked, "Why did you keep these things? Why didn't you raise another cat?"

"Because I miss you so much."

Wen Jia's tears still fell down.

When the housekeeper sent the cage containing Wen Jia's body to the hospital, Yu Shaochuan had just finished the operation, and all the indicators were still slowly recovering. The doctor tried to persuade him but failed to stop Yu Shaochuan.

Opening the cage, the beautiful little puppet cat was lying inside. It had never been so quiet before. Yu Shaochuan touched the kitten's paws with trembling hands. The kitten remained motionless and would never bite him or shrink into his arms Li acted like a baby.

Yu Shaochuan could not experience the despair at that moment again.

Who would have thought it would be lost again.

Wen Jia lay in the toy room until midnight, Yu Shaochuan was by his side, and prepared a sumptuous dinner. Wen Jia said while eating, "I want to eat roasted duck with caviar tomorrow."

"it is good."

"And eat a seafood feast."

"it is good."

"And a seven-layer cake."

"No problem." Yu Shaochuan looked at him with a smile.

Wen Jia raised the corners of his mouth triumphantly. Yu Shaochuan asked him where he lived and what he was doing all these years. Wen Jia pulled Yu Shaochuan's sleeve and said angrily: "I live in a small rented house the size of a palm, and the local rent is small. It’s also expensive, the bath water is not hot, and the furniture is more than ten years old.”

Yu Shaochuan felt distressed.

"It's all your fault." Wen Jia cast her anger on Yu Shaochuan for no reason.

"It's my fault." Yu Shaochuan accepted everything, and blamed himself: "I should have taken you out often before, so that you could remember the landmarks around you, otherwise you wouldn't have been unable to find your home for so long."

Wen Jia glared at him angrily, and finished the last bite of steak.

Yu Shaochuan wiped Wen Jia's mouth with a tissue, "Then your current body...is this human body?"

"He was an orphan. I took his body when he was in a car accident and his life was hanging by a thread." Wen Jia felt Yu Shaochuan narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was thinking. Do you believe it?"

"Yes, of course I do."

"That's about the same. By the way, why did you go to Song Yanchu's company today?"

"How do you know Song Yanchu?" Yu Shaochuan was very surprised.

"Because Song Yanchu's wife is my friend, his name is Song Xiaole, and he was a puppy in his previous life," Wen Jia added: "Little dog."

Yu Shaochuan was stunned for a moment, then laughed and said, "Do you still have the same kind?"

Wen Jia frowned, "What is the same kind? It is obviously the victimized small animal alliance."

Yu Shaochuan's smile faded away, replaced by heartache.

Wen Jia lay on the small bed for a while, and Yu Shaochuan sat on the carpet beside the bed, gently patted Wen Jia on the shoulder, and coaxed him to sleep. Wen Jia slept until midnight and woke up in a daze thinking that he was just doing Had a dream, but turned around and saw Yu Shaochuan, Yu Shaochuan's profile was still the same as before, handsome and outstanding, but his sick appearance was not reduced by half, and his thin figure could not be concealed by his shirt.

Wen Jia leaned against Yu Shaochuan's side, and put his forehead against Yu Shaochuan's arm that was resting on the bed. He thought sadly: Don't get sick again.

Everything went smoothly, he found Yu Shaochuan, and Yu Shaochuan accepted him. There was no barrier between them. Wen Jia's pampering was even worse than before, but he didn't want to hold back at all.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't care.

In the dead of night, he would also think of the past.

Three years ago, Yu Shaochuan was sent on a plane to go abroad overnight. Wen Jia was waiting for him at home. The kitten didn't understand anything. Seeing the housekeeper and nanny sitting on the sofa and sighing, he couldn't eat or sleep anxiously, so he could only stay by Waiting for Yu Shaochuan's car by the window, but the days passed and Yu Shaochuan never came back.

At that time Wen Jia thought: I will never bite people again, can you come back?