Unlucky black cat

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

The progress is similar to Jiang Sheng's initial estimate. It will only take about three or four days for it to suffer this ray of resentment.

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

This made it vaguely feel a slight touch.

It was as if it had some kind of connection with the mist in front of him that was difficult to describe in words.

Why do I feel the way I do.

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

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

It's like there's a layer of gauze between them. Before the true face is completely revealed, people will always feel erratic.

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

But this is just what he said.

After all, judging from the current situation, resentment is a completely unknown substance. It would be good if Jiang Sheng had a little clue, it was better than making random guesses in confusion.

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

Does that mean that when my spirit is strong enough, I can actually try to control it?

As long as my soul is strong enough, it doesn't seem impossible to do this.

The only problem is, where to find so many missing spirits.

And fulfilling their obsession for them is obviously not an easy task.

Meow……

I always feel like I've gotten into a lot of trouble for no reason.

Lying feebly beside the potted plant that looked almost dead but not yet completely dead, Jiang Sheng looked a little haggard with his ears drooped.

What’s wrong with you?

He Wen walked out of the kitchen holding a bowl of cat food.

Along with a bowl of water, he gently placed it in front of Jiang Sheng.

I was here sighing early in the morning.

Meow... Although he didn't know how the young man could hear himself sighing, Jiang Sheng still followed the etiquette and made a little sound.

I'm not happy.

Looking at the listless black cat, the young man wearing glasses raised his eyebrows. His hair looked quite fluffy after taking a shower. He no longer had the messy sense of déjà vu, and his whole person became much more energetic.

If you're unhappy, come over and meditate with me.

meditation?

Hearing this vocabulary, Jiang Sheng raised his tail in confusion and glanced at the young man.

Is it the kind of practice like meditation?

Do you still have this habit?

However, before it could think about it, He Wen had already stretched out his hands and picked up 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 from the computer. He Wen slowly closed his eyes while soothing the black cat's emotions with his hands.

Meditation, to put it bluntly, is a way to relax your mind. Broadly speaking, it may not have any practical effect, but it can effectively regulate some emotional problems.

The duration is usually about ten to twenty minutes.

During the process, you can listen to a guide or other calming sounds. Of course, you can also listen to nothing.

In addition, there are no specific requirements regarding posture, environment and location.

Exercisers only need to soothe their emotions and relax their spirits.

The next step is to maintain the stillness of the body, and through the interaction between the outside and the inside, the whole body and mind fall into a certain stable and unchanging single situation.

After meditating in this way, although the body will be slightly stiff, the mood will also calm down.

Being held in the arms of the young man in confusion, Jiang Sheng felt the palms on his back and blinked helplessly.

To be honest, it shouldn't require any special training in characterization.

After all, whether as a human or as a cat, it seems to be a little too settled.

In fact, almost no one has ever seen it looking frightened.

Its mood has always been rarely ups and downs, and even if it occasionally has slight ups and downs, they are basically fleeting.

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

Anyway, it usually has nothing to do, and the bad luck it carries has no time to take care of the youth because it has to swallow up other grievances at the moment.

Therefore, it does not need to deliberately keep a distance from young people.

Finally, I have to admit that the songs chosen by the young people are indeed quite good.

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 may seem a little strange to say it.

But he could indeed feel a kind of resonance-like intimacy in such contact.

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

He wanted to experience that feeling of being connected by blood again.

Boom, boom, boom...

The sun shines through the dark blue curtains.

Listening carefully to the throbbing coming from under the palm of your hand.

In the messy but almost unchanged room, the young man suddenly smiled lightly, and then said to the black cat in a calm tone.

Little guy, you know what? Your heartbeat seems to be slower than that of most cats. You have a very stable feeling.

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

If you were alone, maybe we could be friends.

This was the second time that the young man 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 talking to himself, the black cat rolled his eyes speechlessly.

In its opinion, only people who have no friends would think of making friends with a cat.

But it's true that he makes friends by listening to his heartbeat.

If you think about it carefully, it probably cannot be used in human society.

Meow, what are you looking down on me?

He laughed and cursed, rubbing Jiang Sheng's hair even more messily.

The young man closed his eyes and said no more words.

He began to meditate.

But at this moment, what he was listening to was not music, but the black cat's breathing.

It is the most sincere rhythm of life, without any prejudice or selfishness, and cannot be deliberately distorted or actively avoided.

It's there.

It's enough to speak louder than a thousand words.