i'm just a kitty

Huo Qian spent the night in the nightmare, and when he sat up on the bed the next day, he couldn't recover.However, he had been unable to figure out why the matter of love was ranked behind the relationship between master and apprentice, but now he understands a little bit.Husband and wife are indeed much more caring and caring than between master and apprentice.Not to mention master and apprentice, even the relationship between him and Huo Youhui, which is infinitely similar to that of a father and son, can hardly match the throbbing in the depths of his soul when he faced his wife.

Husband and wife form a small circle of their own, a kind of extraordinary intimacy that is completely exclusive.

Before he fell last night, he was still cursing himself "heal the scar and forget the pain, and get yourself a little wife, sooner or later you will cry", now thinking about it, this idea itself can prove why the former is the third layer, and the latter is the second four floors.

Men seem to like to think about things after they grow up overnight. Huo Qian sat on the head of the bed, lying next to a cat spirit who was so tired that he unconsciously turned into its original form, and began to think about life: Why did he think of "OK" last night? Scars" four words.I almost lost myself on the third floor, why did the matter of the master become a "healed scar" in front of the cat... It seems that I haven't thought about the relic for a long time. I have been in Baiyou Valley for several days, why is there any progress? nothing?Where has the time gone... what day is it?I used to like to make time to go back to Xiaxia Mountain as soon as the moon is full and go down the mountain as soon as possible, so as to shorten the period between finding different relics as much as possible. Why can’t I remember what day it is today...

The level of intricacies in my mind is exactly like that of a student playing a game before an exam.Drinking poison to quench thirst, but I can't help but want to drink, and I also want to drink with a strong sense of self-disgust.

The cat spirit beside him let out a "meow" in a daze.

So Huo Qian thought about the direction of his life and took a big turn unexpectedly: What should I do, he is about to wake up, what should I tell him in the first sentence?Do you want to take him to the shower?Or get out of bed and cook porridge?I don't know how to cook porridge, let's take a bath first.I heard that taking a bath on an empty stomach will make you dizzy, and should you let him go to the kitchen?Can his legs still work?I seemed to go a little too far yesterday.Hey, how did I mess it up yesterday? Why can’t I remember...

This is not good for an old bachelor without practical experience. He cannot describe the specific situation in the nightmare.Even if I can rely on my understanding of Nuomuo to reproduce his possible performance in the nightmare environment to a great extent, and give full play to my subjective initiative to make people more aggressive to reduce my psychological pressure, I still can't touch their specifics. The feeling of harmony.

However, this does not prevent him from establishing the self-awareness of "I am a married man".

Huo Married Man Qian Quietly Mimi got out of bed, cracked two eggs with a slow fire, boiled them in water, and poured sugar three times with a spoon.A quarter of an hour later, he clumsily brought a cup of candied eggs and placed them on the head of the bed, and Ma Liu hugged his freshly baked daughter-in-law back to sleep.

Don't expect any culinary accomplishments from a student raised by a single rough man, cooking a sugar egg is already his peak level.

Nightmare will blur people's concept of time and constantly magnify people's inner desires.Satisfy it, and keep amplifying this little bit of tenderness and sweetness until there is no room for other thoughts in my heart.Huo Qian was very clear at the beginning that this was an illusion and a trap, but he couldn't resist the temptation and wanted to get what he wanted in this secret place that no one could detect.

I knew clearly in my heart that I couldn't stay here for long.

After spending an unknown number of days and nights in the nightmare, he gradually became unable to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Sometimes he was fishing on the vast green lake, with a weak and boneless little wife paralyzed by his side, meowing and pestering for the biggest fish in the lake; With his wife in her arms, hearing him complain about getting up too early, she couldn't see that he was the one who made a fuss about watching the sunrise the night before; sometimes he would join in the fun and go to burn incense all night like ordinary couples for peace, and the young couple mingled among the crowd Among them, each person grabbed a handful of Ksitigarbha incense that shimmered like fireflies.The burnt incense sticks were taken by the little wife and folded into a lantern, and then returned to her hands; sometimes walking slowly on the street, crushing the white snow, discussing which dishes must be prepared for the New Year. have……

The rest of life is the love and affection that can be seen at a glance, and it is the lingering companionship day after day.

Every time Huo Qian opened his eyes and couldn't help but kiss the person next to his pillow, he felt less interested.Over time, the frequency with which he was startled to realize that this was an illusion became less and less frequent.

Nuo Nuo is guarding Huo Qian who has lost his ability to move, and the whole cat is square.His round cat head protruded from Huo Qian's skirt: "What's the matter, why has he been in the country for so long? It's all overnight!"

The time in the fourth nightmare is also chaotic. There is no natural night in the nightmare, and the sun and moon are only between the prey's thoughts.It's just that it's somewhat closer to the real time than the illusion that Huo Qian entered, so it won't make people too confused.

Nuo Nuo squatted in Huo Qian's arms, her feet were numb, knowing that she had definitely entered the country for more than six hours, how could she not be anxious.

The old tree spirit was eating melon seeds at a leisurely pace: "I blame me for not wanting to take advantage of the prey and making the habitat too realistic. Daughter-in-law, he is probably fascinated by the habitat."

"Charmed?"

"The revolving lantern is to magnify the fears and worries of the past, and it is to stir-fry the bad food overnight. The habitat is completely different from this." The old tree spirit put down the last piece of melon seed shell to form a word "cloud". "The habitat is to magnify the expectations for the future. It is to bring the delicacies that people have always wanted to eat but have not been able to eat to the table in advance."

——I created the habitat for selfish reasons. I wanted to see Yunluo revive in the environment I created.

The old dryad erased the word "cloud" in a dull manner, and met the little cat's green eyes.Seeing his well-organized words and deeds, Nuo Nuo wanted to ask the old tree spirit if he had temporarily escaped the state of stupidity, but the body under his feet could not shield him from the wind and rain, so he dared not expose it rashly.

The fake father and son group looked at each other for a second, then turned away tacitly.

"Huo Qian, is he fascinated by that woman?" He stepped on the soft and strong flesh under his feet, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to play Tai Chi with the unpredictable old tree spirit, "If he can't get out, is it right?" Can't you get out of the nightmare?"

Nor did he ask the old Dryad if he would take them out.The old dryad is the master of the nightmare, if he didn't offer to take them away in a waking state, he just didn't want to, there is no other possibility.

Nightmare gnawed on the jerky instead, and when he talked about his daughter-in-law, he had a calm expression on his face, and he took out a handful and held it in front of Nuo Nuo: "The habitat is also a layer of the nightmare. If you lose it, you will naturally be lost forever." I can’t leave the Nightmare Realm.” He was wary of Shang Nuo Nuo’s subconscious expression, and he broke the jerky in half, stuffed half into his mouth, and fed the other half to Nuo Nuo: “Eat a little, don’t faint from hunger. "

Nuo Nuo subconsciously hides, and disappears after three or two clicks, hiding in Huo Qian's clothes and buzzing: "I don't want to eat."

"Father and son are like brothers and feet, and men are like clothes." The old tree spirit put on a decisive posture, squatted down, and reached the same position as Nuo Nuo, "Don't worry about this person so much, spend the rest of your life with me in Baiyou Valley Not more at ease."

As soon as these words came out, it put the fact that he had regained his sobriety on the surface.

Nuo Nuo squirmed, but didn't speak.

"How about I let him go, why don't you stay with me?" The old tree spirit asked tentatively, "My own son has probably been buried in the ground. Now I regret very much that I only went to the snow mountain a few times because I was afraid of touching the scene. I never saw them again. You are very like them, I hope you stay..."

Nuo Nuo Huo got out, and interrupted him with bared teeth: "Don't threaten me with my man, although he has a lot of holes in his heart like a hornet's nest, and he looks like a perfect target in your nightmare. But he has always acted upright. , I don’t need to sacrifice myself for his freedom.”

"He is my man, my hero, if you choose him, he will definitely be in your nightmare with me."

Nuonuo said coldly: "You'd better not just verbally regret your domineering temperament, you just want to stay by your side and control everything, and now you have nothing."

The old dryad was stunned, but he was still smiling with a good temper.

"I'm only here, waiting for him to come out. If you make up my mind, Huo Qian will definitely come to you if he is alive. If he is lost in the nightmare..." Nuo Nuo raised her chest and said coldly, " You don't have to be too sincere to raise me as a son, lest you be too sad when collecting my body."

The old tree spirit put his hands behind his head like a mangy, and swayed his legs and hummed a ditty to ease the embarrassing atmosphere of the failure of the first negotiation.

He laughed dryly, turned his face sideways and pointed the back of his head at Nuo Nuo, feeling full of emotion in his heart: If Yun Luo would pour out his dissatisfaction like this little tomcat at the beginning of their wedding, and even treat her like just now. If you shine your own paws, will everything be different?

It's just that she liked me at the time, so she wouldn't be willing to say harsh words to me.

The old tree spirit closed his eyes and saw Huo Qian and Nuo Nuo in the habitat.They are leaning together, and the years are very gentle to them.

The owner of Nightmare Realm saw the scimitar of Nightmare Realm in this tenderness, and the scimitar was about to fall: life and death depend on each other, and the living environment is the door of death. The monk who snatched the kitten with him seems to have reached the "life" The highest point, he is about to cross the highest point and fall headlong into the dust.

Life is to bring the most beautiful things to the prey, making them linger and forget to return.To die is to break it into pieces for the prey to see at the most beautiful moment.

Giving it first and then taking it away is the most frustrating thing.

The sweeter your man feels now, the harder it will be for him to come out, pussycat.