Chapter 410
The street at one o'clock in the morning was very deserted, and the orange figure jumped across the grass, disturbing the sleeping leaves and making a slight rustling sound.

Xu Yubing walked out of the path with an ugly face, clutching his arms, the fear in his eyes hadn't faded away.

His school uniform pants were soaked and changed color, blood was dripping from his trouser legs, and the severe pain in his abdomen made every step of his walking extremely difficult.

After finally reaching the downstairs of his house, he finally couldn't hold on and fell down.

While playing computer, Shu Yang saw a piece of news from the city news.

School violence caused students to self-mutilate, and they are still receiving treatment in the hospital, and they are still awake.

Several students who committed the violence are now under investigation.

Shu Yang looked at the victim's photo and it was Xu Yubing.

Shu Yang's claws were ground very sharply, and when he scratched people, it was as if cut by a knife, it couldn't be seen that they were cat's claws.Xu Yubing didn't dare to say that he was caught by a cat. After all, others didn't know what he did, but he knew it very well, and he was still a little guilty in his heart, so he acquiesced to the idea of ​​self-harm.

Incidents of campus violence and student suicide have once again caused a small-scale sensation.

"where did you go?"

The bedroom door opened suddenly, Shu Yang turned her head, and the man's figure gradually enlarged in the cat's eyes.

"Huh? What are you running around in the middle of the night?"

Muruihan squatted down, thought for a while, and stretched out his hand to hug Shu Yang into his arms.

His hands trembled a little, and he was afraid, but after raising it for so long, he believed that it would not hurt him.

Shu Yang didn't move, blinked and lowered his eyes.

She originally planned to leave in a few days. She didn't want to affect his life. This was his home and she was just staying temporarily.

She has also prepared the living expenses, and will transfer them to his bank card after she leaves.

She doesn't like to be owed anything, and she doesn't care whether others owe her or not. She feels that if others owe her something, she can ask for it if she wants, and if she doesn't want to ask for it, just let it go.

"It's dangerous for you to do this, you know? One person may not be able to catch you, but what if it's a group of people? What if they drug you? I know you must have your own ideas, but you are just a cat, and you can't do many things Inconvenient, if your anomaly is discovered and someone arrests you for research, I can't protect you, I don't have that much power to protect you..."

Mu Ruihan talked a lot, he was a little afraid of Shu Yang's power, but compared to losing, that little fear was nothing at all.

"Whatever you want to do, you can let me do it for you."

Shu Yang's body froze, and she turned her head slowly, only seeing the man's chin.

Somewhere in her heart was touched, and soon her eyes turned cold.

The warmth in his arms left, and Muruihan still maintained a squatting posture.

Shu Yang went into his cat's nest and shrank himself into a ball.

She knew that Mu Ruihan was good without any purpose.

The memory that she had deliberately forgotten was beating, telling her that she couldn't believe it.

The left and right are just ordinary people, so just make peace with each other.

Shu Yang and Mu Ruihan resumed their previous lives. He got up and made breakfast, eating it together with one person and one cat. Occasionally, he would take Shu Yang out to play. It seemed that Shu Yang was still his little pet, not a person with special IQ and capable cat.

Wen Gugu would sometimes join in and watch Shu Yang sunbathe with Mu Ruihan in the park.

Shu Yang lay on the grass, spread her paws and put her legs together in a cross shape, letting the sun shine on her body to heat up her body.

 This is not love. I believe that people who own pets know this kind of feeling. Even if they know that their pets will bite themselves, they will still hold each other in their arms.When I was eight years old, in order to raise a cat, I went to a neighbor’s house to catch a kitten. I was scratched and bitten by it, and my hands were covered with blood, but I still didn’t let go.Stray dogs like to squat in front of my house. Although I know they may be bitten, I still like to feed them and sometimes touch them. My five-year-old was indeed bitten by a dog, and he still has scars on his arms.

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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