unfortunate black cat

Chapter 15 The Terrace, Sunset, and Burnout

Summer nights always come later than expected.

At around five o'clock in the evening, the sun was not ready to set.

Just leaning peacefully in the clouds, lazily emitting light under the cover of white clouds.

Jiang Sheng lay on his back inside the transparent plastic square window of the pet backpack, feeling the unhurried footsteps of the young man who was carrying him, raised his head and looked at the few sparrows flying by in the sky.

The temperature is neither hot nor cold, and the air is not cloudy.

The crowds from get off work and school have not yet arrived, and the streets are also slightly empty.

This should be a pleasant afternoon, but the mood of the young man is not clear.

Because of his resentment, Jiang Sheng could roughly perceive this.

But why did the other party do this?
Jiang Sheng might know the answer, but he couldn't explain it clearly for a while.

To be honest, the experience of young people is far from being called "painful".

At least so far, that should be the case.

His family is not typical, but at least it is still complete.

His body is not healthy, but his limbs are not yet mutilated.

His career is not going well, but his income and expenditure can also be in balance.

You don't have to get up early and be greedy for night, you don't have to sweat profusely, you don't have to work hard, you can live comfortably.

All of these are undoubtedly happy enough for many people who are still hovering on the edge of food and clothing in today's world.

But this kind of creature seems to be like this.

It doesn't matter if they are dissatisfied, or they are born unfortunate.

They seem to be, it is difficult to know how to enjoy their own life.

Because they are too good at thinking.

As a result, they will never return in the process of thinking until they encounter problems and difficulties that they cannot solve.

People in different situations have their own difficulties to overcome, but how can there be endless difficulties in this world.

So most people can't be happy.

The difference is that some people are willing to stop, some are still able to move forward, some take a detour to retreat, and some are deeply involved.

So there are decadent, exhausted, regretful, and painful sentient beings.

From Jiang Sheng's point of view, the youth is probably also a person who is in trouble.

He may be lost and clinging to progress, so he can't be happy.

So why not be content with the status quo?
If cats could talk, Jiang Sheng might ask the young man this question.

Yes, if going forward is too tiring, why can't you stop, or just go with the flow.

Just like how cats live.

At least if you let it go, you won't be able to ask for it.

There will be no more pain.

There are so many beautiful things in this world, so many moments worth enjoying.

Why bother to restrain yourself in an incomprehensible manner, tie your hands and feet, and pursue illusory goals.

What Jiang Sheng can't understand is this. It can understand the distress of young people, but it can't recognize it.

In its view, only those who are not very smart will spend their short lives on the "road".

It's like a trip, compared to the magnificent scenery in the distance.

Jiang Sheng tends to be more inclined to set the goal at the moment when it is within reach.

However, it has forgotten that the places that people can easily reach today were also distant places that people yearn for in the past.

There is a saying that is good:
There is no road in this world, if there are many people walking, it will become a road.

Jiang Sheng turned into a cat, because it was missing, a part of the attachment that people are born with.

Is this a good thing, or a bad thing.

It's hard to tell.

It can only be said that this is a kind of regret, a regret that is inevitable when life is thinking.

……

After leaving the house.

In the beginning, He Wen didn't ask Jiang Sheng where he wanted to go, he just took Jiang Sheng to walk two streets and entered a supermarket.

I bought some pulp and vegetables, and a small bag of cat food.

Jiang Sheng stayed in the backpack obediently, neither screaming uneasily nor planning to make trouble.

Anyway, the resentment between it and He Wen doesn't have a big impact on others, as long as no one stays by their side all the time.

In this way, even if it is passed by, the resentment cannot leave the host and entangle others for too long.

The only thing Jiang Sheng did was wait for one person and one cat to walk out of the supermarket.It's just that when a child looked at it curiously, he showed his claws and teeth, scaring the other party away viciously.

……

"So, where do you want to go after that?"

Sitting on a bench by the side of the road, this is a trail near the river.There are grasslands and trees ahead, and there is a lot of traffic behind.

It was nearly six o'clock in the evening, and the sunset glow in the sky was golden and red, and the busy crowd began to come and go.

He Wen put his backpack and the things he bought aside.

Then he reached out and hugged Jiang Sheng, and let it break free from his palm and jumped to the ground.

Maybe it was a whim, or maybe it was a feeling.

He Wen looked at the black cat, smiled lightly, and then spoke softly to it in a way that ordinary people can't understand.

"Go wherever you want, I'll wait for you here, um, for two hours."

The black cat should come back, he thought.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't come back, at least it went where it wants to go, He Wen thinks so.

But the next moment, the black cat gave him a look like a fool.

Then returned to his side, and cried as he lay down.

"Meow."

"Uh." Faced with the black cat's strange behavior, the young man blinked his eyes in confusion.

After a while, he guessed again dumbfounded.

"You mean, just stay here?"

"Meow."

"I said, you don't just want to take me out to relax, do you?"

"Meow."

"I'm busy."

"Meow."

"Alright alright."

Along the river, scattered grass clippings are flying in the wind.

In the sky, the flame-colored sunset glows red on the streets.

Behind them, silent street lamps face the shadows.

High-rise buildings, like carbon accumulation, seem like firewood.

There is no doubt that this must be a one in a billion chance.

Fang makes such a flame, which just happens to warm people's hearts.

Jiang Sheng walked around his cat food twice. He prefers beef flavor, and he doesn't know what flavor the young man bought.

He Wen's mood relaxed a little, probably a little.At least the black air on his neck dissipated a little, and the resentment in Jiang Sheng's body was swallowed up.

At this moment, he still doesn't know what he should do in the future, and whether he can write novels normally.

However, forget it.

Let me rest for a while, just for a while.

Forget those words that crawled over my head.

Thinking about it, the young man stretched his hand aside, and slowly placed it on the black cat's back.

The fingertips sank into the soft fur.

It's so warm, and I can feel my heartbeat.

He closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the river and the evening wind.

At the same time, he responded to the black cat's pulse with his own heartbeat.

"Let's sit here for a while." The young man said suddenly.

"Meow." Jiang Sheng didn't refuse.

"You agreed?" said the young man again.

"Then let's just sit for a while, um, two hours, how about it?"

"Meow?" The black cat's eyes widened.

"Ha ha ha ha."

He Wen laughed, in the sunset, Jiang Sheng had never seen such joy.

(End of this chapter)