unfortunate black cat

Chapter 24 Weaknesses Don't Have to Be Changed

That night, He Wen and Jiang Sheng had a crazy time.

There is no alcohol and music that young people like, and there is no extra passion and enthusiasm, and there is even nothing that can stimulate people's emotions.

They were just like two children, chasing and fighting around, and finally exhausted, they fell on the grass together.

The night wind is exceptionally cool.On such a sultry summer day, sweating all over and blowing the wind for a while seems to be able to forget all the troubles.

It was a kind of comfort enough to sink into the muscles.

He Wen was blowing the wind, felt the skin on his neck, and was "stinged" by the blades of grass.He suddenly realized that it had been a long time since he had experienced this feeling.

This feeling of breathing gradually calming down and sweat gradually evaporating.

The reason is probably that it has been a long time since he was so tired and sweaty like this.

The reason why he didn't reject sports in the past.

Maybe it's because he likes to collapse after exhaustion and then let his body run on its own.

In order to feel the beating of the heart in the chest, the flow of blood in the arteries, and the rise of the residual temperature at the neckline.

There are no pedestrians nearby, and when the city is deserted at night, even the sky is inevitably lonely.

The moon disappeared, leaving only one star shining alone, looking a little at a loss.

"Huh, I've been crazy with you for so long, and I haven't finished my work yet."

Sighing helplessly, He Wen suddenly picked up the black cat from the ground, put it on his chest, and put one hand on the other's back.

"Thanks, though, I'm much more relaxed."

"Meow..." Jiang Sheng was also a little tired, so he just lay on the young man's chest, drooping his beard.

This time, it was its turn to feel the heartbeat of the youth.

The heartbeat was a little fast, a little restless.

A little hurried, and a little dazed.

It is not easy to ask why the heartbeat is at a loss.However, it should be the same as the expression of the young man at the moment.Empty, don't know what to think.

"so tired."

He Wen suddenly said something without thinking.

"Every day, I worry that what I write is not good enough, that the plot is boring, and that the words are used mechanically."

As he spoke, the young man stroked Jiang Sheng's hair with his hand.

"Little guy, does it really make sense for me to continue writing like this?"

"I, should I give up already?"

"Meow." Jiang Sheng couldn't understand what He Wen was saying, and didn't know how to answer.

So it just barked and continued wagging its tail.

The street lamps on the side of the street are slightly dim, dotted on the edge of the grass, sporadically murmuring.

But when people stare at the past, they feel dazzling.

It was as if at this moment, He Wen didn't dare to look sideways.

Undoubtedly, compared to the dazzling light, the deep night sky made him feel more at ease.

He's always like this, he likes to hide when he's scared.

The appearance is mediocre, so it is taboo to ask others to look at it carefully.

Not good at words, but try to record what I think in words.

Tired of socializing, he cut off many contacts with the outside world.

But in the bottom of He Wen's heart, there is actually one thing that can always make him proud.

That is, he has not completely compromised until now.He has been working hard to live in the way he chooses.

Even though countless people have advised him to be confident, to integrate into society, and to get used to communication.

But he just stubbornly chose to stay in the corner, where no one else could see him.Think alone, imagine alone, record alone, and speak alone.

He spends almost all of his time alone.

In junior high school, high school, and university, he was always immersed in writing some incomprehensible things under the weird eyes of others.

Unlike all the people who enjoy their youth, they live in secluded life, but they also enjoy themselves.

Gradually, he began to have a considerable income, and even saved a considerable amount of savings before graduation.

Little by little, he seemed to be proving to the people around him.

Even if you can't learn the ways of the world, even if you stumble in speaking, even if you escape the grinding of society and live quietly, you can still live with peace of mind.

Then, he broke his arm due to an accident, underwent two major surgeries, and lay on the hospital bed for a whole year.

Then, he suffered from obsessive-compulsive disorder, and subsequently induced a series of mental problems.

Life is like falling into the deep sea, the present is cold and sleepy, and the future is boundless and unknown.

Recently he has always imagined himself sinking without warning.Sinking into a darkness where you can't see the light, you can't breathe, and you don't know what's under there.

He just stared blankly at the fading light and shadow above his head, and then let the fear in his heart slowly grow.

He began to be afraid of an unstable life, and began to imagine himself, what else could he do besides writing.

He tried to start over, but didn't know how to start.

Everything seems to be trapped in a vicious circle.

Tormenting him, questioning him, mocking him.

It makes him involuntarily doubt himself, deny himself, and spurn himself.

So, He Wen finally thought of giving up.

If I start now and be a person who meets the needs of society, it should be too late.

"Meow."

But the next moment.

Jiang Sheng used his paws to pat the young man's face firmly.

The force was not heavy, but it was not light either, at least it tilted that face a little.

"you……"

He Wen stared blankly at the black cat, wondering for a moment whether this was an unintentional act or a deliberate act.

In short, for the first time, he felt that someone was stopping him from walking towards the direction where the crowd gathered.

Even pulled him back a little bit.

"You also think I shouldn't give up, right?"

Suddenly, He Wen lowered his head and asked the black cat eagerly and joyfully.

It's a pity that this time, Jiang Sheng didn't plan to pay attention to him.So I just curled up in his arms, closed my eyes and dozed off.

But that's enough, isn't it?

The smile on the young man's face no longer restrained, but became happier.

Finally, he holds the black cat.

And in the other party's exclamation, he lifted it into the air.

At night, the evening wind on the grass may be cooler again.

……

When He Wen brought Jiang Sheng back to the apartment.

He turned off the computer on a rare occasion, and then washed up early, ready to rest.

Before going to bed, Jiang Sheng covered him with a corner of the quilt with his paws.

He Wen was neither surprised nor surprised, but just touched the black cat's head with his backhand.Then, Jiang Sheng gave him a vicious look.

Cut, if you don't touch it, don't touch it. It's fierce.

He shoved his hands back under the quilt embarrassingly.

But at this moment, He Wen's cowardly heart seemed particularly peaceful.

　Well, there is a question about the poor ghost book club.Because some people involved politics in the chat, the book group was blocked.Some readers rebuilt a new one, the group number is: 766376092, if you are interested, you can add it, but please pay attention to the chat content and sweat.

　　
　
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