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The next day, the rain slightly converged.

When Qi Qi woke up, the sound of raindrops could not be heard on the glass window, and it was as soft as fluff.

Thanks to that car accident.

Since hospitalization, sleep time has been the most regular and normal in recent years. Although the overall quality is still not optimistic, when the eyes are open, the morning light is shallow and I feel very harmonious.

Of course, it would be better if you could not turn over in bed.

In addition to restricted posture, Qi Qi felt that the most painful thing was nothing more than to wear clothes and take a bath.

During the hospitalization, you can ask the nurse for help while wearing clothes. After a few days of surgery, he wiped his body with a basin of hot water and a towel. After the injury improved, he went to the public bathing house of the hospital and asked others to cover it with plaster. A layer of plastic film, just be careful not to get wet.

Now when I come home, I only have one hand to use, so it is quite difficult to do these two things.

Fortunately, you don't have to worry about eating--at least Qi Qi thinks so.

There are many restaurants around the community. Compared with the hospital cafeteria, the dishes are rich and refreshing. He plans to rely on external supply completely this month.

Qi Qi spent a lot of effort to dress neatly, after a simple wash, took an umbrella out, ready to buy today's breakfast, lunch, and dinner together and put it away, then you can eat it in the microwave.

In addition to the pain in the rainy weather, how to open the umbrella is also a technical task.

At this time, there was no figure in his apartment building, and there was no object to ask for help. In desperation, he could only rely on himself, tilting his head and holding the umbrella handle with the neck socket, so that his right hand could be free to open the umbrella, toss for a long time, and his neck They were all scratched and hurt painfully.

Just about to walk out of the corridor, suddenly heard a very slight "meow".

He was stunned for a moment, looking down at the sound, but saw a small silver tabby cat curled under the eaves.

It looks like a wild cat, still young, ignorant, and the hair on the body was soaked with rain a lot, and stumbled to a corner under the wall that can avoid rain. I do n’t know how long I lie down, and the cat ’s limbs clearly appear on the concrete floor. A mud print rubbed on it, the tail hanging lingeringly.

It was dirty all over, resembling a little girl called Hua Zi, his thin body shrunk in the autumn wind, hungry and cold, and looked at him blankly with pale blue eyes, screaming sickly, revealing a little white Baby teeth.

"Meow." As if asking for help.

"His ..." Qi Qi stepped back three steps, showing a toothache-like expression, and took a breath. He was distressed but said with guilty conscience, "I'm sorry, the reporter is a pet nemesis. I can't keep you."

"Meow." The cat continued to bark at him desolately.

"I really, really can't support you." Qi Qi was distressed by it, but he had to think about reality. The reality is cruel.

After all, he put the umbrella aside and went back to his apartment to get an empty carton and wrote with a marker pen "I'm cute, I'm very good, ask for a package" nine large characters, with a small blanket inside Go downstairs. When the raccoon cat saw him reappear, the meowing voice became more urgent, but he could only pick it up carefully and put it in the carton, squat down to dry it from the rain, and cover it with a blanket.

The little guy seemed to feel a little warm, and the cry was not so sad. He got his head out of the blanket, and still looked at him with his wet, round eyes.

"Don't find a master who can't even take care of yourself." Qi Qin smiled slightly and rubbed a cat's ear.

"Meow." The raccoon cat hid unhappily back under the blanket, only showing the tip of the tail, swinging left and right.

Qi Qi moved the carton to a more conspicuous place, hoping that some well-intentioned people would see it, but he hurriedly picked up an umbrella and hurriedly took an umbrella out of the apartment building.

He ordered three lunch boxes at a home cooking restaurant nearby, taking advantage of the master's skill in cooking, and went to the convenience store to buy a box of milk, a bag of biscuits with soft texture, and two plastic bowls. . On the way back, not only did he need to hold an umbrella, but he also carried a few heavy plastic bags. The water went all the way back, and the umbrella face was crooked. The wind and rain made his half of his pants wet.

This time out, no one cared about the carton.

The kitten weakly used his paws to shave the paper in the box. He was attracted by the sound of his footsteps, and there was another meow. The meat pads beat the wall of the box even more.

"Don't worry, don't worry, here's the food for you." Qi Po quickly put down the things, took out the milk and biscuits bought for the cat, tried all kinds of methods, bite and rip, and finally broke the packaging. Then, divide it into two bowls and put the little one in the carton.

"Meow!" The cat was probably hungry, and the plastic bowl was knocked down with its two front paws as soon as it was put down, knocking it over.

The milk splashed its face at once, and the small biscuit also fell on the fur. It plucked its face with its claws, and licked it with its tongue with an innocent expression.

Qi Qi couldn't help crying and laughing, and quickly rolled the cat into a ball with a blanket, picked up the things inside, dried the milk on its fluff, and picked the biscuits back into the bowl one by one, and then put it back again and patted it His head signaled that it should not be too excited. The cat seems to understand, this time the movement is very light, and enjoy the food.

Qi Qi watched the little guy quietly for a while beside the carton, shook his head silently before lifting some memories from the bottom of his heart, raised his grain reserves today, and walked up the stairs.

If you feed your cat, you must not forget to feed yourself.

After breakfast, Qi Qi opened the news channel of the TV as usual. During this time, the remote control has been turning around in your hand. I always feel that I am not at ease. The host had just finished saying "Thank you for watching today's morning news", he got up quickly, turned off the TV and went downstairs to visit.

The raccoon cat was still there, and the milk and small biscuits were all eaten up, and she was napping in a blanket wrapped in satisfaction.

Qi Qi stood on the stairway and watched for a while, then returned home.

In the morning hours, he focused on work. He is currently a universal assistant. Not only news channels, but other chores on other channels, as long as no complicated computer programs are needed, they all take over and do it together. When he sorted out the information his colleagues needed and sent them one by one, the hour hand of the clock on the wall had crossed twelve o'clock.

Outside the window, raindrops crackled across the glass, and began to show some strength. The sound was disturbing for a while.

Qi Qi couldn't help but go out again, came to the first floor to check the situation.

He was only greeted by the kitten's weak meow, and the sound of its crashing in the box. The inside of the carton has been scratched by the cat's claws. The scraps of paper are stained on the blanket and rolled into a ball by the cat. The little one is crumpling.

"Oh, this can't be eaten." Qi Qi quickly came to hold its back neck.

The cat tilted its head, and its limbs were suspended in mid-air, moving uncomfortably, so that it would not be wronged. Qi Qi's eyes met the two moist blue eyes, and suddenly a painful sympathy appeared.

"Ugh……"

He sighed unconsciously, put down the kitten, squatted and rubbed a small piece of hair on his forehead with his thumb. Probably because of the favor, the little guy recognized him as a steward, trembling and stood up, rubbing his thumb and fingertips back and forth with the tip of his nose.

Seeing it so hard to please himself, Qi Qi couldn't help smiling, her heart was unconsciously breaking apart the softest part.

"Only for a month, is that okay?" He squinted and bowed his head to bargain with the little one.

"Meow." The little guy didn't know the situation, and continued to cover his thumb with a pair of meat claws, as if shaking hands.

"Just call you" return ", is it okay?" One more son doesn't suffer, so he is thinking.

"Meow meow."

So the big and small ones returned to the apartment on the seventh floor. The big one put the small one in a sink, plugged the plug, and put half a pool of warm water to bathe it.

Although the water is warm, the little return period does not seem to change the nature of fear of humidity. It just turned the two bowls of milk swallowed in the morning and a bag of small biscuits into strength, and struggled to resist. Not to mention all around, he also tore a tear at the back of the hand during the Great Return.

The claws are quite sharp. Qi Qiaoqiang endured the pain, and he couldn't deal with the wound, and first washed off the mud from the little guy.

After cleaning, use a dry towel to absorb excess water and hug it into the living room.

Qi Zi's left hand can't be used, so he has to sit on the floor as a whole, gently embrace the kitten with two feet to prevent it from running around, holding the hair dryer in his right hand and blowing it very carefully with warm air, so as not to burn it .

The cat is estimated to be blown comfortably, and her eyes are narrowed into two slits.

Qi Qi swears that it takes more effort to serve it than to serve herself these days. He just wanted to wash his hair, he had to bend his head under the shower for a long time. When he got up, his neck was sour as if he had just come out of the vinegar tank. The backflow of blood made him dizzy. How could a little guy be so luxurious.

The wound on the back of his hand no longer bleeds at this time. He placed the small return home in another clean carton and wrapped it in a blanket. Only then did he find alcohol and cotton **** for disinfection.

The band-aid was torn apart for a long time with the help of teeth, and it took a hard time to hold the mouth, put it down, and then slowly attached it.

Suddenly there was an illusion that he also became a cat.

Thanks to the blessing of returning home, he was recovering from illness at home and actually recovered his sense of busyness when he went to work.

It was almost two o'clock before he took time to eat hot and casual lunches. In the afternoon, he slowly typed on the work document. On the other hand, he bowed his head from time to time to make the cat play with the toes, letting the cat use his instep as a small hill to practice jumping. It's not so hard to get through the time.

The milk and biscuits I bought in the morning were not enough. During Qi Qi, I went out again and carried a large bag of food home.

The cat probably smelled the food. He turned the white-flowered belly with his feet on his feet, and his four paws fluttered in turn, showing him cutely on the floor. Qi Xiao teased it for an afternoon, and this time it was also teased by him, smiling and enjoying a few dry cat food.

In fact, if you look closely, the hair color of the small return period is still very elegant. The silver-white fur is printed with the black markings of the traditional raccoon cat. A large area from the neck to the belly is pure white. The four-paw is bright and very flattering.

Such a cat should not be difficult to find the owner-

"Return." He called down.

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The little cat turned upside down and seemed to be able to remember the name.

Qi Xiao touched its back with a smile, smoothed her hair, and her eyelids drooped: "Return, after finding a good owner, forget me quickly. Do you know?"

"Meow." The hairball underneath responded weakly.

After supper, the little return period is still a kitten, after all, it might be tiring and snuggle, snuggling up close to the feet.

Qi Qi's computer has been turned on, the headset is placed within easy reach, and the interface has long been on its own. He casually leaned on his chair to browse the web, and occasionally glanced at qq's online friend list.

There is no picture of that person.

For a moment, subconsciously switched to the list of recent contacts, the bird's head was still gray.

Yanbei Xiang ’s qq signature is still the phrase “suspend all new connections”. According to this signature inference, this person should usually be busy with work, and do not know what it does. But since he can say the words "tomorrow at the same time", it proves that his working hours are relatively regular, probably the average office worker.

In short, it can't be a reporter—Qi Qi thought of this and smiled ridiculously.

Click on the profile card, which is almost the same as he had guessed before. Almost everything is blank. There is only one qq mailbox that can be written directly by looking at the number.

Space, blank.

Album, blank.

Going curiously to the "Friend Impressions" column, the huge words "Grandpa Wan Wan" suddenly entered the field of vision, which was obviously added by everyone. Qi Qi laughed indifferently on the table for ten seconds.

While laughing, I couldn't help but click on "I want to describe him". After the blank box jumped out, Qi Qi sat down carefully at the computer desk looking for a suitable vocabulary. Ever since he knew Yan Beixiang's original sound and ability to play, Wannian Grandpa couldn't look straight at it. He wanted to fill in a special one.

After last night's conversation, he felt that Yanbei Xiang was actually not cold, but gentle, decent and kind.

cure?

I don't know why the word suddenly appeared in my mind. Qi Qi froze for a moment, and his chest was stuffy, and he quickly rejected it. This word reminds him of another person-inappropriate.

In a daze, a voice call window suddenly jumped out, and the green microphone that had been waiting for a long time finally appeared.

Qi Qi suddenly withdrew her thoughts, quickly picked up the headphones and put them on.

Last time my breath sounded like a pant, this time the roles were reversed.

"Sorry, I need to work overtime temporarily, which delays a little time." The man's voice sounded hoarse.

"It's okay, it's okay, work matters." Qi Chen hurriedly said.

In fact, he wanted to ask Yan Beixiang about the nature of his work, but it is the rule of the network distribution circle that he does not spy on three-dimensional privacy. He will not offend because of curiosity.

At this time, a depressed cough came from the headphones.

The voice was dull, obviously the other party blocked the microphone with his hand. But Qi Qi could still hear that his throat was uncomfortable, and his expression cleared: "Are you sick?"

"Fortunately," not only coughed, but also a slight tiredness in his tone. "Last night, it was raining in the morning, maybe it was cold."

"It's a coincidence that we started to rain here last night too." Qi Chen took the topic smoothly.

The sound in the headphones stopped for a while, even without breathing. A moment later, I heard Yan Beixiang say gently: "This weather is in many parts of the country."

Qi Qi has always had the habit of watching the news, and also paid attention to the national weather forecast after the daily news. In his impression, the forecaster said that it was raining in these two days, which is roughly the provinces near them. Maybe, Yanbei Xiang is actually very close to himself.

"By the way, I went to see the script later, and I was scolded badly by several original parties." Qi Qi remembered that after their conversation, he went to watch the drama criticism himself and smiled with emotion.

"Don't mind." Yan Beixiang's reaction was the same as he thought.

In fact he really doesn't mind.

After reading all the comments, he opened a word document and spent a whole hour writing a few hundred words of response in it. Basically, he first explained the reason for his disappearance, and then did not sing the opposite with Tongquetai. Next, I mentioned my understanding of the original work, and finally thanked the fans for their support and criticism, saying that the crew will make the final judgment.

Replace with the official id "don't ask the return date", copy and paste it on the forum and publish it.

At that time, the script had been turned to page five, and his reply floor was at least after the 1400th floor, so the comment written on the 1122th floor in the vest should not be ...

"That 1122 floor, are you?" Yan Bei suddenly said such a word.

"Cough, cough cough ..."

Qi Qiao immediately choked in front of the microphone, coughing for a while, and his face was hot. Maybe he should also shirk his responsibility to the rain that started last night.

"Why, why ..." will be seen through. He seemed to have done bad things and the kid was caught, his voice was a little weaker.

"Intuition." The other party gave him a simple answer.

This kind of intuition is too terrible, is he really the same as the police set in the play?

Qi Chen was completely shocked, and never thought that she would be recognized in a vest while speaking, and still be recognized by her deity. What's more, that sentence adds up to a total of less than ten words.

Boldly braced with the id of "grandpa's fan", it is very embarrassing to think about now.

Qi Qi thinks this is his darkest history so far. "Meow" is simply weak ---

"I'm sorry, but I really think so." In short, apologize first.

"Why should I apologize?" Yan Beixiang didn't seem to be angry, nor did he want to laugh at him, as always as gentle.

"Because ..." I said the truth. Qi Qi suddenly had a meal, and found that this reason was not logically valid and could not speak for a while. In fact, the idea of ​​an apology is to think that your actions may make the other person feel uncomfortable.

I was going to continue to explain that the cat at the feet didn't know when it was awake, sleepy, and meowed again.

Qi Qi hadn't had time to bow her head, and the person on the other end of the network cable seemed stunned.

"Do you have a cat?"

Somewhat surprised.

I probably heard a strange voice that I hadn't heard last night, so I am curious.

"Ah, I didn't raise it, I just picked it up from outside today," he explained.

"Is ... wild cat?" The voice from the other party seemed to sink down, concentrating on what to think about.

"Yeah," Qi Qiao recalled that he was fighting with Xiaogui in the sink today, and he smiled. "This little guy is so skinny. If he looks dirty, he will bathe and scratch me. Give me a mouth of blood. "

At this time, he suddenly heard a quick breath in the headphones.

"Go to the hospital immediately." Yanbei suddenly opened his mouth, his voice very low and earnest.

"Huh?" Qi Zi couldn't get back to God, still in a daze.

"Go to the hospital immediately and give me a shot of immunoglobulin, regardless of the price. Immediately!" The man's tone was serious and urgent he had never heard, even with a slight tremor.

Hearing this, Qi Xiao finally understood what he meant.

It turned out ... I was worried about getting rabies virus. I couldn't help but warm up, Qi Qi smiled and lifted the alarm: "Don't worry, I have been vaccinated before because of work needs. It's okay."

The other party seemed startled when he heard the words, and finally said nothing more, and his breathing gradually subsided.

Finally, let out a long sigh of relief: "... that's good."

After a false alarm, the gratitude flowing through my heart did not disappear.

I seemed to accidentally know the other side of Yanbei Xiang. Qi Xiao's smile overflowed her lips and deliberately used a ridiculous tone: "Unexpectedly, you will also be so nervous--"

The man remained silent for a long time, and seemed to sigh very lowly: "Because this kind of thing can't be joke."

"Well, I understand." Qi Qi smiled heartily, "Thank you."

The author has something to say: In fact, the picture in my mind is: the cat ’s father is responsible for the big return period, and the big return period is responsible for the small return period. (Touch chin)