2009/10/0608:19:12

[Bai Yan's Smoke]: It's amazing, a cat lies on my grave./Thumb/

2009/10/0603:56:34

[Bai Yan's Smoke]: I saw that after reading the novel, the heroine is dead in the end, I accept it./Put the fist/

2009/10/0715:39:41

[Bai Yan's Smoke]: Damn, the wind in Tongdu is so strong. Has Gou Qin's love for me blown here?/Shake/

2009/10/0716:59:32

[Bai Yan's Smoke]: Hiss, the roommate's partner is so handsome!/Sex/

2009/10/0721:30:01

[Bai Yan's Smoke]: The bell is ringing! It's over school!

Every word and sentence were so boring that Jian Xing expected. But this boring daily life seemed to soothe Jian Xing's uneasiness and confusion in his heart inch. The unknown panic and anxiety were also covered up. He gradually relaxed and chatted with Chen Yanbai in one sentence.

The rain was getting lighter outside, and the door of the milk tea shop was pushed open and closed. After repeated repeated several times, there was finally no movement again.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Jian Xing got up and walked out of the private room.

She handed the phone to Pang Bin, and Pang Bin smiled and said, "Have you finished talking?"

Jian Xing said "yes". She was not familiar with Pang Bin and had nothing to talk about. She exchanged some greetings and walked out. When she pushed the door, she saw a blue plaid umbrella at the door. Jian Xing stopped for a moment.

At this time, a sound came from the private room inside. Pang Bin heard a response and walked in with two cups of milk tea. After Pang Bin left, Jian Xing turned his head and looked at the counter and found a book on the counter.

There is a special book number tag from Xinhua Bookstore on the spine, with a few big words under the tag: Kite chaser.

Jian Xing pursed her lips and slowly withdrew her hand from the door.

The glass door closed, and the evening breeze blew through the crack of the door on Jian Xing's face, with deep and shallow moisture.

In a quiet moment, Jian Xing reached out and opened the book. The first page was full of words, all of which were the same sentence: For you, thousands of times.

Jian Xing stared at it, his eyes focused on the line of fountain pen letters in the center.

It's running script.

In Chinese, there is a fluent series of English: foryou, atousandtimesover.

Is it a love novel?

Jian Xing was about to open the main text and take a look, but the glass door was suddenly pulled open and the cold wind slammed over there. Jian Xing couldn't help but shrank, turned his head and saw clearly the moment the visitor's pupils dilated.

She didn't have time to make any expression on her face, and she looked a little stunned.

Xu Zhengqing didn't expect to meet her here at this time. She was stunned for a moment before putting in the umbrella. The door was so narrow that Xu Zhengqing pushed the door open. The umbrella in his hand was very big, and he was holding a square handbag in his other hand.

"Why haven't left yet?" he asked while putting his bag on the bar.

I don’t know if the wind is too cold, and it makes Jian Xing feel a little numb all over his body, as if he suddenly becomes unconscious. She said half a beat slow, “Go away now.”

Xu Zhengqing originally asked casually. After Jian Xing said that, he didn't talk much, but walked to the bar sideways. He squatted there as if he was looking for something. Jian Xing was a little curious, but he didn't know how to ask naturally. After struggling on the spot for a long time, he finally made up his mind to ask, but Xu Zhengqing suddenly stood up.

In his hand, he was carrying a small cat that was not very clean.

Really young, it looks like I've just been born.

The little cat was probably timid. After being caught, he shouted desperately, pressing his claws against Xu Zhengqing's sleeves. Xu Zhengqing seemed to want to pick it up, but the cat claws hooked out the thread of the clothes. He could only give up helplessly and stuffed it into his pocket with his cat.

Jane Xing was stunned by his behavior and asked, "Will you not be stuffy?"

"No," said Xu Zhengqing, "just be timid, you won't be afraid if you circle a limited space."

He sighed and said, "If I had known this, I wouldn't have had to buy a cat bag."

It turns out that the bag is used to hold cats.

I borrowed a big umbrella specifically, probably because I was afraid that the cat's bag would get wet.

He is very meticulous.

Jane Xing looked at his squirming pockets and couldn't help asking again, "Is it your cat?"

"No," Xu Zhengqing said as if he had acted, which made the kitten scream twice again. After the evil taste succeeded, he closed his eyes and smiled, and then continued, "I just picked it up, I don't know where I got it. I'm very flexible and I know to hide from the rain under the electric car."

Jian Xing looked at her and her mind was floating. She asked almost instinctively: "Then do you want to take it home?"

"Um."

"Do your family agree?"

"Hmm?" Xu Zhengqing was a little confused, then seemed to think of something to understand Jian Xing, and said with a smile, "Oh, my parents like these cats and dogs very much. They have a bunch of them in their yard. They probably are quite happy to take a small one back."

"Oh..." For the first time, Jian Xing had the idea of ​​escaping when talking to Xu Zhengqing. She whispered, "This cat should be quite happy too."

"Is that right?" Xu Zhengqing responded, looked down at his pocket. The kitten carefully poked his head out and met his gaze. Xu Zhengqing moved, and asked the cat with a faint smile on his lips, "Is that right?"

Of course the cat won't answer anything.

But, it should be happy.
Chapter completed!