unfortunate black cat

Chapter 12 Going with the flow is not a bad thing sometimes

This is the second time Jiang Sheng has entered the youth's room.

The light was slightly dim, probably due to the overcast clouds outside. In the room where the lights were not turned on, only the computer was left as a strong light source.

"Boom."

Another bolt of lightning fell, illuminating the city in the evening for a moment.

Only then did the young man realize that he had written the manuscript for a whole day before he knew it, but he hadn't even finished updating a single chapter.

Most of the time was wasted by him in the process of repeatedly reviewing manuscripts and self-doubt.

Raising his hand to touch Kong Kong's stomach, the young man glanced again. He was squatting on the ground, watching his black cat quietly.

After a long time, a relieved smile appeared on his tired face.

"What would you like for dinner tonight?"

He asked to the black cat, seemingly helpless, but at the same time dumbfounded.

He decided to cook something to eat and relax.After all, he was really tired at the moment.

Maybe he should also thank the black cat, because if it weren't for the existence of the other party, he might not stand up from the computer desk until he finished his work.

Not to mention things like cooking dinner and relaxing yourself.

Jiang Sheng obviously couldn't answer the young man's question, but he was also used to the young man's eccentricity of talking to cats.

In a situation like this, just ignore him.

"Meow."

With a lazy call, Jiang Sheng walked slowly into the bathroom on the side of the room.

The young man didn't know what it was going to do, so he followed it curiously.

After that, he was stunned to see a black cat skillfully using the toilet.

Even at the end, the opponent pressed the pump button with his paw.

"Crash..."

As the sound of the running water faded away, the black cat squinted at the young man.It was as if he was despising him, yet he still had the habit of watching "others" go to the bathroom.

This made He Wen's mouth open, not knowing what to say.

It wasn't until Jiang Sheng used the paper towels that he returned to the window and lay down again.

Only then did He Wen swallow his saliva, and asked stammeringly.

"I said, you don't have any professional training, do you?"

He Wen assures that in his life, he has never seen a feral cat that can use toilets and paper towels.

This made him start to doubt Jiang Sheng's origin involuntarily.

But seeing Jiang Sheng lying on the window sill "sleeping soundly", he still didn't get into the matter in the end.

Just thinking about:

Otherwise, in the past few days, go to the surrounding area and ask if anyone has lost a cat.

Until then, I'll take care of it for a while.

……

The cool breeze in the summer evening is always refreshing.

Although I don't know how the black cat climbed up to the sixth floor.

But when he thought of how relaxed and freehand it was outside the window, He Wen wasn't worried that it would fall out of the window.

I have to admit that people are really good at adapting to external things.

Therefore, the young man simply left the window and door ajar, and did not close it again.

He tried to disperse the dull air in the house, and let some raindrops be blown in by the evening wind, dripping on the window sill, and beating on the floor.

Under the imperceptible gaze of the black cat, He Wen stretched himself into his small kitchen and started dinner with an induction cooker.

Contrary to his scruffy appearance, he is exceptionally agile in his work.

A long and narrow kitchen knife, a single ingredient, and messy bowls and chopsticks are all ready in his hands.

After a while, they gradually made up a fairly reasonable fried rice meal.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Sheng, who had half-closed his eyes, also shook his beard in surprise.It realized that it seemed to have discovered another aspect of youth.

It turns out that apart from being weak and exhausted, young people will also be like this, doing something contentedly.

Even, the other party noticed that cats are not good at eating salt, so he specially prepared a ham fried rice without seasoning and oil for Jiang Sheng.

"Here."

Smiling and putting a small bowl of fried rice in front of Jiang Sheng, He Wen's brows were rarely stretched.

"There's nothing to eat at home, so you can make do with it first."

"Meow."

Smelling the aroma of eggs mixed with ham, Jiang Sheng buried his head in the rice bowl unceremoniously.Although the taste of fried rice is not amazing, it is by no means unpalatable.

Seeing the black cat's "devotion" to eating, He Wen also picked up his portion of fried rice with a smile, and ate it unhurriedly.

At this time, it was already night outside.

The sound of wind and rain still echoed without stopping, and the incandescent lamp in the room was turned on, making the light dizzy in the rain.

On the casement facing the night, a picture of a person and a cat bowing their heads to eat is reflected.

Everything seems to have stopped at this moment, and there is no noise except the wind and rain.

All existence seems to maintain tolerance at the moment, and does not reject any changes.

They are both peaceful and deep, experience witnessing the ups and downs of everything.

As if in the deep sea, there are countless whales swimming past on both sides, and the water waves rippling as far as the eye can see.

You can't stop it, and you don't want to.Just hope that the wave will take you far away, no matter where it will push you in the end.

This is a wonderful kind of tranquility, which comes from man's obedience to the environment.

In a trance.

He Wen realized that his heart might not be restless anymore, he looked up at the floodlit computer screen.

Silently remembered.

Once upon a time, he seemed to be so obedient when facing his own fantasy and creation.

No reflection, no rebuttal, no consideration.

I don't pursue how touching pen and ink I write, and I don't need to be recognized by others.

It's just pure, I want to write down my most intuitive feelings and experiences.He believes that articles are born in nature and can be obtained by chance.I also believe that what I gain is my luck, and what I lose is my life.

At that time, he was very happy, looking forward to every sentence and every word he wrote.

At that time, he was like a long-term reader, paying attention to the novels waiting for him all the time.

Every development of the story makes him novel.

Every filling of the imagination made him happy.

Yes.

Chewing the dry and warm food in his mouth, He Wen, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, let out a long, depressed breath.

The restless heartbeat in his chest seemed to have calmed down a bit.

In the past, why was I so happy.

"Meow?"

Noticing the young man's body, it seemed that the resentment had been loosened for a moment.

Jiang Sheng tilted his head and wagged his tail suspiciously.

In return, He Wen rubbed his palms unceremoniously.

"Well, it doesn't look like you have a place to go now. It's not impossible for you to live in my house temporarily, but we have to make an agreement."

"First of all, all sanitary problems have to be solved in the bathroom. Second, you can't run on my bed and destroy the furniture. Finally, if there are insects or mice in my house, they are all handed over to you. How? So, can you agree to these conditions?"

"Meow?"

It was really hard for Jiang Sheng to imagine why this man would negotiate terms with the cat.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the other party let go of the hand that was pressing on its head.

"Okay, then I'll take it as you agreed and eat."

"Meow……"

Jiang Sheng cried out helplessly.

In the still messy small room, there was finally some breath of life.

pity.

Jiang Sheng has always been an unfortunate black cat.

(End of this chapter)