pick up cats

Until the sky was as dark as ink, the stars gradually rose, and the moonlight shone in not too gently, Tong Ming still couldn't think of a word to respond to Song Limian's news.

He closed his eyes tiredly, threw the phone aside, and roughly pulled a ball of watermelon-colored wool into his arms.

When depressed, the tail can be retracted easily, and the ears can't be seen. Tong Ming can see Song Limian soon, but he doesn't want to see him very much.

Song Limian said that he missed him, but he didn't say that he wanted to see him. Tong Ming inexplicably began to chew his words. Since he decided to stay with Song Limian, he was doomed to be just a kitten who was kept in captivity and could only ask his master to come home, and could not expect his company to be with him.

He stole the ball of wool from the top of Song Limian's closet. There were several colors in the interlayer drawer. They were toys that Song Limian had prepared for him. On the day Tong Ming turned into a human form, he was worried about meeting Song Limian, so he just opened the closet Pulled out a set of ill-fitting clothes.

After getting dressed, he stood in front of the mirror and hesitated for a while, then opened the cabinet door and took out his favorite ball of watermelon-colored wool, hugged it in his arms, and hurried away.

The watermelon red made Tong Ming's complexion even more porcelain-like, and it was unnaturally white bathed in the moonlight. He bald the outermost circle of wool in boredom, and threw it under the sofa casually.

The ball of wool galloped forward, and finally stopped in front of the TV cabinet.

Tong Ming stared at the past, remembering that night when he and Song Limian sat in this position to watch food shows together, he never expected that a few days later, in order to hide his little tail and little secret, he secretly worried whether Song Limian would get back with his old relationship burn.

Tong Ming involuntarily pursed her lips, closed her eyes, put her arms on them, and completely drowned out the gloom.

The so-called "old lover" is actually a unilateral speculation by the cat demon Fang Zhou. Fang Zhou is keen to understand the love and hatred of human beings, so he is sure that there is something about them. Song Limian is very important.

Otherwise, Song Limian wouldn't have locked himself in the storage room all night, holding the photos in the photo album without moving.

At that time, he took Tong Ming out of the cat bag and put it in the living room for him to play by himself. Tong Ming didn't like the new environment, so he wandered around where he could see Song Limian, and he soon got tired of seeing this small set. residence.

After eating and drinking, it chose to lie down next to Song Limian, with its tail on Song Limian's wrist, and stared at Song Limian silently and seriously.

In the middle of the night, Song Limian suddenly broke the silence and told Tong Ming, who was still a kitten, a not-so-interesting story.

He said that the person in the photo was Bai Yue, a high school classmate of his.

He added that without him, I might never have known that I liked boys.

Song Limian's expression was originally calm, and his air pressure was low, but he became angry when he spoke, and he was wrapped in an unbearable entanglement.

Tong Ming was not used to his appearance, so he rubbed his head against his forearm, stood up and listened carefully to his speech, Song Limian didn't say much, and his voice was so soft that Tong Ming couldn't hear clearly, so Tong Ming had to use his wet Touched his chin with his nose to appease him.

Perhaps because kittens rarely show intimacy, Song Limian, who was originally immersed in the dark night, suddenly smiled.

There was no light in the storage room, it was chaotic and dark, and the scene was a little scary.

But Tong Ming, who is good at night vision, was not afraid of these things, but was dazzled by Song Limian's inexplicable indulgent smile.

Song Limian scratched its chin, and asked in a low voice, "Little cat, do you know what liking is?"

Song Limian was not so much telling a story as he was venting his melancholy, and Tong Ming probably only heard a third of the story clearly.

It is said that Bai Yue is fair-looking and has good academic performance in junior high school. He voluntarily asks to sit alone in the back row of the classroom and hardly communicates with others.

This high-cold appearance attracted Song Limian, who was still young and willing to make friends.

After a long time, everyone noticed that Bai Yue's personality was more independent, and he didn't look down on anyone. Occasionally, when he went to talk to him, his ears would turn red when he lowered his head.

Song Limian happened to have a decline in his grades during that time. With an attitude of not delaying his study and making friends, he asked the teacher if he could change seats. Considering his family background, the head teacher took good care of him, so he naturally agreed.

Song Limian stood beside Bai Yue who was struggling with the last big question, and asked his opinion.

At that time, Bai Yue was not good at refusing, so he raised his pretty face, blinked his long eyelashes, and said "yes".

Song Limian moved the ground and seized the opportunity. With his unremitting efforts, he got acquainted with Bai Yue in a short time.

Originally, the story was as usual, and Song Limian's goal was only to become friends with him, and he didn't have any other intentions. Until Valentine's Day that year, the little boys seemed to have suddenly enlightened, and bought chocolates to give to those they liked.

Song Limian doesn't like sweets, and he doesn't have much interest in so-called love, so he sleeps on the table after class.

In a daze, there was a conversation in his ear, Bai Yue was hoarse, talking softly to a girl, Song Limian rubbed his eyes and straightened up, Bai Yue looked at him.

Through his dim eyesight, he noticed that Bai Yue's ears were pink again, Bai Yue rejected the chocolate, said something softly, the class bell just rang, and the girl walked away unwillingly.

"You rejected her?" Song Limian asked hoarsely just after waking up, "So straightforward? It would be bad if you make others cry."

Bai Yue didn't speak, but just pulled out the test papers for the next class from the rickety pile of books. Song Limian sighed, stretched out his arms and re-coded them for him, so as to prevent the books from falling down and hurting Chi Yu.

"Song Limian," Bai Yue stared at his busy arm for 3 minutes, and suddenly looked seriously, "I'll tell you something."

"What?" Song Limian lazily withdrew his hand, and rubbed his forearm that was numb from sleeping for too long. The ugly scar was tightly wrapped in the sleeve, and no one noticed.

"I—" Bai Yue clenched his teeth, his voice drifted, and he said quickly with a hint of uncertainty, "I like boys."

Song Limian couldn't fully understand this sentence for a while, he opened his mouth in a daze for a while, and then let out a light "oh".

Bai Yue lowered his gaze and asked, "...What about you?"

"I—" Under the expectant tone of the other party, the word "no" could not be said, and Song Limian simply said some nonsense words to prevaricate, and then he did not attend the class for the first time, and remained in a daze for 10 minutes.

The story came to an abrupt end here, and Tong Ming was inexplicably impatient when he heard it, so he blew up his black hair, let out a fierce "meow", and fled from the storage room.

Song Limian sat on the floor and called it for a long time, and walked around the living room for more than half an hour, but he couldn't find Tong Ming who was hiding in the corner of the sofa.

Tong Ming lay on the sofa and recalled his memory, he had picked up the ball of watermelon-colored wool, bald and frizzy.

Tong Ming threw away the ball of wool boredly, picked up the phone, stared at the message that Song Limian still hadn't received a response, and figured that Song Limian should be home by now.

——as long as he didn't spend the night elsewhere with the legendary man who "taught him about his sexual orientation."

Tong Ming's elbow was sore, so he changed his posture, and the clothes on his body were rubbed against his neck. Tong Ming pulled it off his head impatiently, and threw it in a ball beside the sofa.

He lay naked on the sofa, the small tail connected to the coccyx was retracted but it was not comfortable, Tong Ming curled up his legs, forming a smooth circle in a self-protective posture, his porcelain-white skin was uncomfortably illuminated by the moonlight too real.

Perhaps it was because Tong Ming's knees were ground to powder because he had been lying on the sofa for too long just now. He reached out and rubbed it twice, and made up his mind to reply to Song Limian's news.

Tong Ming: The freezer compartment of the refrigerator was frozen. After smashing it for four and 10 minutes, it failed to open, and it collapsed.

To prove that he didn't lie, he jumped off the sofa again, walked barefoot to open the refrigerator door, the cold air hit his face, and the refrigerator was frozen into a piece as he said.

In fact, the refrigerator had been frozen for several days. Tong Ming hadn't seen Song Limian for a long time, and he didn't use the freezer for a few days. He could only barely survive by eating the high-quality cat food that Fang Zhou sent him some time ago.

He squatted down, there were a few appalling fish in the compartment of the freezer, Tong Ming stared at them affectionately, took a spatula from the kitchen, and smashed it casually twice.

Then he threw the spatula on the ground, changed the angle, took a photo and sent it to Song Limian.

Tong Ming: Your hands are sore, are you free tomorrow?

After waking up from alcohol, Song Limian's upper body was naked, he groaned a few times unconsciously, and struggled on the bed for a while.

He first regretted his gaffe after drinking, and he was glad that Tong Ming didn't insist on asking him why he said ambiguous words, but simply and rudely changed the subject.

Song Limian thought about Tong Ming's appearance at home alone, dancing with his thin arms that seemed to be broken, smashing the refrigerator with a spatula, and sighed silently.

Last night was really chaotic, he didn't see Bai Yue who avoided him, but when he was drunk, he made an ambiguous atmosphere with Tong Ming.

In fact, he really didn't have any special ideas, but Tong Ming's indifference recently made him feel uneasy. It happened that the other party was willing to reply to his message, so Song Limian wanted to say something nice and obedient to keep this friend.

Although the so-called "good obedient" is too much.

I just hope Tong Ming, who is a straight man, can think too much.

At this stall, the more he avoids Tong Ming, the more he seems to have evil intentions. Song Limian jumps up quickly, goes to the bathroom to wash off the smell of alcohol, and after getting dressed, he goes to Tong Ming to relieve his grudge.

He rushed to the old community without saying hello to Tong Ming. Passing the cat coffee shop, he slowed down his slightly messy panting, buttoned up delicately, and arranged his hair in front of the glass window.

Song Limian put on a calm face, ready to go in for a stroll.

Pushing open the door, with the cheerful sound of "Welcome", he walked to the sofa, and several cats ran over to rub Song Limian's legs familiarly. They were as proficient in business as old cats, and "Meow Meow" was especially ecstatic.

Song Limian didn't know what to think of, and his consciousness was in a trance for a while, his body spontaneously squatted down, and he fed the cats one by one with the cat food prepared by the cat cafe.

After finally moving to Fat Brother's side, before he even asked, Fat Brother told him winkingly that Tong Ming was on sick leave.

Song Limian was stunned, then stopped the conversation, and left with a little eager excuse.