unfortunate black cat

Chapter 17 The way of making friends that is not suitable for human society

Today is Jiang Sheng's fourth day at the young man's house, and half of the black mist on He Wen's neck has faded away.

The progress was similar to Jiang Sheng's initial estimate. It would only take three or four days for it to "suffer" the grievance.

At the same time, in its field of vision, the layers of mist on its body have also become somewhat solid and grainy.

This made it vaguely feel a slight touch.

It's as if it had some kind of connection with the mist in front of me, which is hard to describe in words.

Why do I feel this way.

It seems that as long as my spirit is sharper, I can interfere with these black mist...

To be honest, Jiang Sheng didn't like such a hazy feeling very much.

It's like a layer of veil is separated, before the "true face" is completely revealed, it will always make people feel erratic.

In contrast, it undoubtedly hopes to get practical and evidence-based answers.

But that's just what he said.

After all, judging from the current situation, for a completely unknown substance like resentment.It would be nice for Jiang Sheng to have some clues, it's better than guessing at random.

And then again, if I could really interfere with the behavior of resentment.

Does that mean that when my spirit is strong enough, I can also try to control it?
It doesn't seem impossible to do this as long as my soul always holds the upper hand.

The only problem is, where can I find so many spiritual bodies that I can't stop thinking about for myself to grow.

Moreover, it is obviously not an easy task to complete the obsession for the remnant soul.

"Meow……"

I always feel that I have caused a lot of trouble for no reason.

Lying powerlessly beside the potted plant that looked like it was dying but not completely dead, Jiang Sheng looked a little haggard with his ears drooping.

"what happened to you?"

He Wen came out of the kitchen with half a bowl of cat food in his hand.

And gently placed it in front of Jiang Sheng along with a glass of water.

"Here moaning and moaning early in the morning."

"Meow..." Although he didn't know how the young man heard that he was sighing, Jiang Sheng still kept his etiquette and made a little noise.

"Not happy."

Looking at the listless black cat, the young man wearing glasses raised his brows. After taking a bath, his hair looked quite fluffy, without the messy sense of sight before, and his whole person became much more energetic.

"If you are not happy, come and do a meditation with me."

meditation?
Hearing this word, Jiang Sheng hooked his tail in confusion and glanced at the young man.

Is it the kind of practice like sitting in meditation?
Do you still have this habit?
However, before it could think too much, He Wen stretched out his hands and hugged the black cat from the window sill.

Then he operated the computer again, and sat cross-legged on the ground with the black cat.

At this time, a melodious music gradually sounded in the computer.He Wen calmed the black cat's emotions with his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

Meditation, to put it bluntly, is a means of resting the mind.In a broad sense, it may not have any practical effect, but it can effectively regulate some emotional problems.

The duration is generally about ten to twenty minutes.

During the process, you can listen to an introductory word, or other calming voices, of course, it is also possible to listen to nothing.

There are also no specific requirements regarding posture, environment and location.

The exerciser only needs to soothe their emotions and empty their minds.

After that, it is to maintain the stillness of the body, and through the external and internal interaction, the whole body and mind are put into a stable and unchanging single state.

In this way, after the meditation, although the body will be slightly stiff, the mood can also be calmed down.

Being held in the arms of the young man in a daze, Jiang Sheng felt the palm on his back and blinked helplessly.

To be honest, it shouldn't need to specialize in any qualitative exercises.

After all, whether as a person or as a cat, it seems to have become a little too stable.

Even, almost no one has seen its frightened appearance.

Its mood has always been seldom turbulent, and even if there are occasional ups and downs, it is basically fleeting.

However, the black cat doesn't mind sitting idle with the young man for a while.

Anyway, it basically has nothing to do at ordinary times, and the "bad luck" on it, because it wants to swallow other grievances at this moment, it has no time to take care of the youth at all.

Therefore, it does not need to deliberately keep a distance from the youth.

In the end, I have to admit that the songs chosen by the young people are really nice.

Jiang Sheng listened, and slowly, he didn't want to move much.

……

He Wen found that he seemed to have an extra hobby, which was to "listen" to the cat's heartbeat with his hands.

It might sound a bit strange to say.

But he can indeed feel a kind of kindness similar to resonance in such contact.

This is also the reason why he suddenly planned to meditate today.

He wanted to re-experience the feeling of being "connected by blood".

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The sun shines through the dark blue curtains.

Listening carefully, the throbbing came from under the palm.

In the messy but nearly unchanging room, the young man suddenly smiled slightly, and then spoke to the black cat in a calm tone.

"Little guy, do you know. Your heartbeat seems to be slower than most cats, and you feel very stable."

After all, he was silent for a while, and then put his hand on Jiang Sheng's head and touched it.

"If you were alone, maybe we'd be friends."

This is the second time the youth mentioned the words if and maybe to Jiang Sheng.

The last time was when he said that Jiang Sheng and his former cat might get along well.

"Meow."

Facing the young man's self-talk, the black cat rolled its eyes speechlessly.

In its view, probably only people who have no friends would think of being friends with a cat.

But it's true, like his way of listening to the heartbeat and making friends.

If you think about it carefully, it probably won't be able to be used in human society.

"Meow what, don't you look down on me?"

Laughing and cursing, he rumpled Jiang Sheng's hair even more.

The young man closed his eyes and said nothing.

He started meditating.

But at this moment, what he listened to was not music, but the "breath" of the black cat.

It is the space in the opponent's body where blood flows through the arteries.

It is the most sincere rhythm of life, without any prejudice or selfishness, neither deliberately distorted nor actively avoided.

It's there.

More than a thousand words.

(End of this chapter)