After raising a cat, he reached the pinnacle of life

Suiyu Tea Restaurant, with affordable prices and a small style, is a legendary holy place for blind dates.

Wen Zheng put on a white shirt over a black vest, and there was still a work badge that he forgot to take off in the shirt pocket.

Dressed insincerely, he was stunned by his figure and gave a taste of uniform play.The muscles of the exposed forearm are undulating, but not too knotted, and the lines are more distinct when holding the box slightly.

Seats have been reserved, four seats.

Wen Zheng put the cat down on the seat beside him, stared blankly at the motionless cat for a while, and then looked again.

He was 10 minutes early, and the blind date was 10 minutes late, and the addition of both sides made it half an hour, which made him look cold.

"Hello, sorry, there is a little traffic on the road..."

Young woman sits down.

Her shawl hair is slightly curled up, her eyes are big, her makeup is exquisite, and her long and curled eyelashes spread her wings.

Wen Zheng remembered the hundred ways Deng Puyu taught him to judge whether a girl has no makeup, after a little practice, he learned that the eyelashes were fake.

But there is nothing wrong with a girl sticking on false eyelashes. Generally speaking, this girl's dress is very well-behaved.

The rules are such that Wen Zheng directly overlaps her with the previous one, the previous one, the previous one...the one.

If he put the girls he had dated together to do a Lianliankan, Wen Zheng felt that he might get so stuck that he would lose his dream of being an anchor, and then be hung on the pillar of shame and ridiculed by the group.

Wen Zheng stopped his fugue in time, pushed the menu to the other party, and signaled the woman to order.

The woman pursed her lips and smiled, her face flushed suddenly.

After she finished ordering, the two faced each other in embarrassment. The woman first asked him: "I heard from Professor Xu, do you have a house?"

"Indus Garden, three bedrooms and one living room, an 83-year-old house passed down from ancestors, will not be demolished in the near future."

Woman: "..."

Wen Zheng continued smoothly, not matching a gentleman's smile.

"I don't have a car, I walk to and from get off work, and I play games on my rest days. I have moonlight deposits, I'm in debt occasionally, and I don't go shopping with me."

The woman forced a smile, paused and said, "It's pretty good. Well, did Professor Xu tell you about my situation?"

Wen Zheng: "Yes."

The girl's expression became better, and a look of anticipation flashed in her eyes: "Then do you remember where I came back from studying abroad?"

Wen Zheng: "Overseas."

Woman: "........."

Is not this nonsensical!

A plate of sweet and sour pork was served on the table. The girl looked left and right, and after two bites, she finally discovered a new topic.

"You brought... a cat?"

Wen Zheng paused, cleared the right half of the table, and carried the incubator up.

Girls like cats very much.

The moment he saw the cat, his eyes lit up.But she soon became stunned: "Why did you suffer such a serious injury? What did you do to it?"

Wen Zheng paused for two seconds before explaining, "I picked it up on the road."

"Oh my god, did you call the police? Did you check the surveillance? Was it hit by a car or was someone abusing the cat?" The girl looked at the news reproachfully, and complained in her voice: "Why don't you know anything? Do you have a sense of responsibility?"

Wen Zheng: "..."

After all, she didn't think it was enough, she pressed her face to the side of the incubator, opened the lid and reached out to touch it.

"Poor little one, it's really... ah!"

The cat's lightning-fast paw gave the girl two auspicious red marks, which made her scream out in fright: "Oh my God! It caught me!"

The cat hadn't cut its nails before, so it immediately caught blood. The girl turned to Wen Zheng and was about to act like a baby, but when she saw Wen Zheng put the lid on the box, her expression relaxed slightly: "It finally woke up."

Girl: "?"

"It can scratch people."

Girl: "..."

"Are you sick!" the girl cursed with tears in her eyes, and ran away with her bag before Wen Zheng, her back anxious and aggrieved.

No, I'm not sick.

Wen Zheng quickly turned his head and stared at the waking cat.

The paw was so fast and accurate just now, but after the claw was over, the cat lay back again with its eyes closed.

If you don't pay attention, you can't tell that it is awake.

Wen Zheng checked the value on the incubator and found that he was indeed awake.

Well, fish soup can finally be fed.

Wen Zheng took out his mobile phone and sent the girl a five hundred red envelope, noting that it was medical expenses.After thinking about it, I said sorry again.

Then I turned my phone to silent, ignoring the infinite series of life-threatening interrogation calls from Master.After checking out quickly and returning home, he began to unwrap the golden fish soup he bought yesterday.

The fish soup was in the shape of toothpaste. Wen Zheng dug out a plate from the dusty kitchen, squeezed it out a bit, and put the plate into the incubator again, right next to the black cat's mouth.

I heard that all cats like to eat this, and when they smell it, they can even come back!

However, the black cat didn't move at all, showing no sign of going back.

Hearing about the black face.

Go to the fucking Clara endorsement.

Cost me 85 bucks.

The phone vibrated unremittingly, Wen Zheng glanced at it irritably, and found that it was no longer the master calling, but Deng Puyu, so he clicked through.

"My brother Zheng! What's wrong with you, can't the cat be sent out?"

Deng Puyu is a day and night broadcaster with a very professional spirit. Yesterday, she played the game until early in the morning and slept until the afternoon. She perfectly missed Wen Zheng's "sunning" cat incident on Weibo.

Wen Zheng didn't post on Weibo afterward, so he didn't know how things had spread, but he was certain of one thing: "If you can't send it out, you have to."

Deng Puyu chuckled, knowing very well his way of fighting for his brother's tough mouth and soft heart, and continued to ask, "How is the cat? Is the injury better? Can it move?"

"...Wake up, but don't move and don't eat." Wen Zheng was about to get angry again, and he couldn't help but feel a little unbelievable in his words: "I also listened to the hospital and bought some fish sticks specially."

Am I crazy! ?

"The anesthetic must have passed. Does it hurt too much? But the kitten needs to eat something, otherwise the injury will not heal easily. Brother Zheng, don't worry, do you have a syringe? Squeeze the fish into it and feed it it."

Deng Puyu's family also has a cat, at least he knows more about it than him.

Hearing this, Wen Zheng felt relieved, took the key and went out to buy a syringe. On the way, Master made several more phone calls, and he finally answered.

"Master."

"You still know to call me?" The originally gentle male voice said angrily, "Did you really listen to my words?"

Wen Zheng was silent, picked a few syringes at random, saw that there was a full discount, and took a box of band-aids.

After talking to each other for a while, I heard that Zheng remained silent, and finally sighed deeply.

"I regret."

"It's all my fault for teaching you like this."

"When your parents entrusted you to me, I didn't do it well..."

"It would be nice to do it all over again."

A violent heart fire suddenly rose.Wen Zheng almost gritted his teeth before swallowing the bloody smell in his throat.

After a while, amidst the breathing of the two, Wen Zheng gave up first.

"Yeah." He said, "I still have something to do, Master, I'll hang up first."

Wen Zheng pushed open the door exhaustedly.

Although he was in a bad mood, he still took the cat lightly, carefully carried the cat out of the box, and placed it on the sofa that had just been covered with a layer of cushions.

The black cat was embraced by Wen Zheng, half opened its eyes, and its gaze was as sharp as a sharp knife.Its paws were wrapped in circles of bandages, which were so soft that they couldn't exert force, so they were laid down again.

Wen Zheng squeezed a needle of fish, and reached out to pinch the cat's chin.

The cat tilted its head and slid aside.

"?" Wen Zheng was stunned for a moment, then went to pinch the cat's chin again, and slid away again.

Wen Zheng was about to laugh angrily. Realizing that the cat was not easy to mess with, he grabbed its head with his left elbow and roughly poked the cat's mouth with a needle in his right hand.

...can't poke it open!

Wen Zheng's face was completely darkened, he threw the needle away, and opened the cat's mouth with both hands.

The cat didn't know where the strength came from, but it showed its nails and slashed violently, and retracted its hands in pain. There were four deep bloodstains on its arms.

"..."

The broken claw is quite capable of catching people, and the nails are hard and sharp, like some military equipment.

Wen Zheng took a deep breath and corrected his attitude.

No, how come I can't even handle a cat! ?

Wen Zheng was furious, raised his leg and pressed the cat down, controlled its limbs and pressed it on the sofa, and opened the cat's mouth with both hands.The cat crazily ate and shook its head in pain, its gums were pulled so painfully, but it persisted in clenching its teeth until it couldn't hold back anymore. It simply opened its mouth and roared, and bit into Wen Zheng's mouth fiercely!

The black cat is very big, and its teeth are naturally not small. The blood hole penetrated through, almost tearing off a piece of flesh, and the blood on the mat was all blood.

Wen Zheng was injured, the string in his head snapped suddenly, and his attacks became more and more ruthless.

The cat let out a deep growl, and hooked Wen Zheng's arm with its broken paw, and the two sides scratched out a real fire. By the time the needle was fed, the whole room was already in a mess.

The phone rang persistently, Wen Zheng came back to his senses and found himself standing in the middle of the room panting.

His arm can no longer be seen, it looks like it has been bombed, an artery may have been ruptured, and the blood flowed like a murder scene.

The cat wasn't much better either. Although the fish had forced its way in, the bandage on the severed claw was soaked with blood, and only the cat's ears could move reflexively.

"Hmm." Wen Zheng found a shoelace to tie his arm, and while connected the phone, Deng Puyu yelled: "Brother Zheng, how are you doing? Do you want me to guide you through a video?"

"No need." Wen Zheng closed his eyes: "Come here when you have time, I'll kill the cat."

"…………???"

A quarter of an hour later, Deng Puyu broke into his brother Zheng's house with a heartbeat of [-] per minute.

Pushing open the door, a bloody smell came out.

Deng Puyu had never seen such a posture before, she was so frightened that she screamed so loudly that people thought his brother Zheng was about to die.

"My brother Zheng ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh—"

This is not killing a cat, my brother Zheng, you are killing yourself! !

He was afraid that he would be overwhelmed by Wen Zheng, so he didn't dare to mention half a cat word, so he went out without hesitation.

After a while he went back and forth, approaching the big black cat cautiously, and checked its paws.

Although the wound was open, it was not serious. Deng Puyu saw that the cat's beard was still smeared with Wen Zheng's blood, and said with a complicated mood: "My ancestor...you are really brave..."

Because there was no need to re-sew, Deng Puyu left after checking.

The door slammed shut, and the overhead lights turned off automatically, replaced by a galaxy-like night light, adding some cool and romantic light to the room.

After waiting for a while, Bei Sining didn't open his eyes until the sound of footsteps disappeared.

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, it was slightly sweet.

That's fine.He casually thought, if this human being was bitten like this, he should be thrown away.

He was tired and in pain, and he didn't want to live anymore.

Just let him die.

That person picked him up very reluctantly, and if he threw him away, he would be free.

The Milky Way light spots on the ceiling flowed slowly, and Bei Sining fell asleep unknowingly.

A slight vibration woke him up, it was the sound of footsteps, still far away, his ears moved, and he felt that there was only one person.

After a while, the door clicked open.

"It's ten eight in the evening. For your health, please..."

It was the habit of the young man in black to knock on the wall.Bei Sining raised her head subconsciously and half-opened her eyes.

It was indeed him, the man named Wen Zheng.

The wound on his hand has been treated and is wrapped in a thick bandage.The white shirt was ripped from the cuffs and loosely fastened to the elbows in a slightly awkward manner.The good hand carried a bag.

Seeing that Zheng was approaching, Bei Si Ning closed his eyes while tensing his body.

"...I'm an idiot." He murmured, "You are the ancestor of an idiot."

Bei Sining: "..."

Bare feet stepped on the floor, making a muffled sound that was not crisp enough.Wen Zheng took the bag and went to the direction of the kitchen. After a while, the special smoke of cooking came from there, there was the sound of knives chopping on the chopping board, and the warm sound of pots and pans.

The black cat sniffled.

In the kitchen, Wen Zheng anxiously kneaded the mashed chicken into balls.

He can cook, but he is too lazy to cook for himself. The kitchen has been deserted for a long time.But there are many things that should be there.

The cat rice recipe was projected on the light screen in front of the refrigerator, and he glanced at it from time to time to fish out the cooked chicken balls.

He conveniently stuffed one into his mouth, it was bland and tasteless, he got some crushed ice in distaste, and spread the hot balls on top to cool down quickly.

After a while, a cat meal was ready.

Wen Zheng put the plate on the coffee table, carried the cat up, picked up a ball, and put it in the cat bowl.

"I apologize to you." He said lightly, "Do you not like fish soup? That gold medal fish soup has a fishy smell, and I won't eat it if you give it to me."

The black cat moved.

"I didn't mean to force you, don't be angry. This is delicious, but if you don't want to eat it, forget it."

Wen Zheng paused and said, "Sorry."

This cat is different from other cats, it is fierce, strong and powerful.Even if his body was bruised and bruised, no one could force him to not eat or drink for at least two days.

Wen Zheng didn't know how to describe his feelings.

When he regained his sanity, his first reaction turned out to be appreciation.

The second is guilt.

What is he, relying on his body that is several times bigger, forcing a cat to do something he doesn't want to do is simply invincible and worthy of shame.For that he must apologize.

And just now in the hospital, Deng Puyu also talked to him, and Wen Zheng listened to it.

"Brother Zheng, you should consider taking over this cat. It is so fierce that ordinary people will definitely not want it. Even if it is sent to various shelters, according to its domineering nature, it is not allowed to fight every day? Then it will be for a group of cats. The cat, I can only abandon it as a cat." Deng Puyu licked her little tiger teeth with her tongue: "There are no cats in the wild now, and it is impossible to dig through the trash like it was hundreds of years ago. Brother Zheng, can you really see it?" die with it?"

No.

Wen Zheng said silently in his heart.

He didn't really hate cats that much, he just wasn't ready for it.

If now is that time, there is nothing wrong with it.

An idiot is an idiot, who hasn't been an idiot a few times in a lifetime.

He stared at the black cat lying on its side. It had been half an hour, and the chicken balls were completely cold, and it didn't even move.

Wen Zheng sighed softly, and was about to stand up, when the black cat suddenly moved.

It used its only intact paw to prop up its body so that its head could be raised.

Then it opened its mouth, spit out its pink and tender tongue, rolled it, and rolled the small chicken ball into its mouth.

Wen Zheng's heart tingled.

Hold.

what it's like.

That little pink tongue...

Could this be the feeling of being cute in the legend! ?

Difficulty breathing.

I'm done, he thought.

The author has something to say: Wen Zheng: I am an idiot.Raised only ancestors.