The cat master opposite the door is very cold

Chapter 67 I Don't Want To Be Ashamed Like GL
Yu Xiao looked at the instant noodles with a complicated heart, and the scent of the instant noodles stimulated the taste buds.

In the end, he sighed, took a few sips, and then dumped the instant noodles into the trash can.

Take the medicine with warm water.

The phone vibrates and the screen turns on.

The lock screen showed that it was a courier, and it was delivered to the guard.

Yu Xiao thought for a while, it should be the sample sent by Yaoluo, and went to get it before eating.

Enchanting: Are you feeling better?
Yu Xiao: I just came back, and I have to go again in the afternoon.The samples seem to have arrived, I'll go get them.

Enchanting: Pay attention to your body, eat less junk food...

Chatted with Enchanted for a few more words.

It was dark outside, and light snow drifted slowly in the sky.

Yu Xiao shrank her shoulders, and the whole of Baici's small face was hidden in the scarf.

He stepped on the snow with an umbrella and creaked to the guard.

Huaguan in the snow is also a sight, there are only messy paw marks on the large snow.

Yu Xiao looked up, whose pet was released?
The black raccoon cat emerged from the grass under the tree and rushed to Yu Xiao.

Called at her pitifully.

It's the cat in the alley, I haven't seen it for a long time.I feel a lot thinner.

It's getting colder and there may be no place to go.

Frowning at its dirty body, its paws stepped on the snow and printed plum blossom marks one after another.

I want to take it home and raise it.

...Thinking of Jojo...in case...forget it.

Yu Xiao sighed and ignored it.

The exciting game sound came from the gate guard. It was very familiar, and it was the king.

Yu Xiao knocked on the door, and there were other movements in the room, and the door was opened soon.

"Yu girl? Come to pick up the courier?" The doorman uncle laughed.

The uncle turned and entered the room, "Come in first, it's cold outside."

Yu Xiao shook the thin layer of snow on the umbrella, closed the umbrella and went into the house.

The sound of the game came from the figure nestled on the sofa. The boy seemed to be in his teens, playing the game with his head down.

"The book Yu Yatou bought?" The uncle came out from the back room, holding a rectangular courier.

"Yeah." Yu Xiao rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Hey, look at my children, they know how to play games every day and don't listen to them." The doorman smiled wryly, feeling helpless towards the children.

Yu Xiao raised her eyebrows, "If you really like and love this game, instead of being obsessed and addicted, you can consider playing professionally in the future. Like gl, ck."

"It's okay, he's the only one who still plays professionally."

Yu Xiao smiled and said nothing.

Say hello to the uncle and leave with an umbrella.

The boy raised his eyes slightly, with stubborn eyes, staring stubbornly at the closed door, and said to himself, "I won't be ashamed like GL."

"What?" The guard uncle looked at him.

"nothing"

"What kind of job do you play? What's the future of playing games? I really can't find a job in the future, and we, father and son, will watch the door here together." The uncle sighed, a little melancholy.

The boy turned his face away and ignored him.

Going back along the same road, the snow is getting heavier and heavier.The cat in the snow has disappeared.

Yu Xiao shrank her shoulders and walked quickly into the hall.Turning his head to look at the snowflakes all over the sky, he took the elevator home.

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Shuo pressed the doorbell expressionlessly again.

No one answered, no one answered the phone.

Worries arose from the bottom of my heart.It's snowing heavily outside, so I shouldn't go out.

At [-]:[-] in the morning, it was just over an hour after I came back from the hospital, so I should not have slept.

... So, what about people?

"Do you want to eat?" Yu Xiao saw him standing at the door of her house when she got out of the elevator.

"Why did you go?" Shuoli's eyes were deep, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Take the courier, "Yesterday's Autumn" is about to be published, and the editor has sent the sample."

(End of this chapter)