I am a cat matchmaker

My miserable 20 years of life are over!So unwilling!

The moment I jumped down, I suddenly felt regretful and I could only think about it. This thought didn't even last for a tenth of a second, and my computer crashed!

Then, after a long period of chaos and interlaced lights and shadows flickering, I was suddenly restarted.

With consciousness and feeling, it's just that this feels a little weird.

My body suddenly felt a lot lighter, and what my eyes saw became blurred. I was one of the few in the class with 1.5 standard eyesight. This has always been my pride, and it can be said to be the only thing I am proud of. .

Then, I seemed to be lying on the ground, didn't I fall to my death just now?No, what is in front of me is obviously a white roof and a chandelier. Could it be that I was rescued?But why let a wounded person lie on the ground?

The floor seems to be soft, is it Japanese-style tatami?

I don't know if my face was damaged in that fall.Even if my face doesn't fall, it's no different from being broken, but anyway, I have everything that should be there, and there are not many things that shouldn't be there.

I raised my hand to touch my face.

"Meow!"

Wait, what's that sound?Cat meowing, no, don’t scare me, even if I like cats, it doesn’t mean I can be a cat myself.

Trembling, I uttered another syllable softly: "Meow."

Combined with what I saw in front of my eyes, where I should have seen my hand was a mass of hairy, pointed nails, and flesh pads. I tried to stretch my fingers, but saw those pointed fingers sticking out in front of me. Pointy nails.

I turned over and wanted to sit up, but after some movements, I found that my line of sight was not much higher than before, and this angle was also weird.

My neck is a little stiff, and I feel that it's not my butt that's supporting the ground, but my paws.

Swallowed a mouthful of saliva, if the cat also has saliva, in short, it is similar to the action of swallowing saliva, and then slowly looked down.

One, two, three, four, four feet stood firmly on a soft cushion.

No, it shouldn't be like this, even if I die, I won't be reincarnated as a cat so soon, even if I am reborn as a cat, I shouldn't still have human memory, did I forget to drink Mengpo soup ?But I don't remember seeing Granny Meng.

Or was it intended to be an adult, but accidentally pushed into the animal realm?

I want to see, see myself.

I needed a mirror, I looked around and there were only table legs, sofa legs, chair legs, legs everywhere.Mirror, mirror where are you?By the way, it should be in the bathroom, or a place to change clothes. Where is the bathroom?

I turned around the room a few times, and saw a vague rectangular object in front of me, which should be a door, so I went in to have a look.

I walked up to the rectangle and reached out to push it away.

But I found out why is that thing so heavy?My hand, no, it's the paw, I tried my best, but the things in front of me didn't move at all.

I wanted to call someone, but only made two "meow meow".

Just as I was contemplating whether to step back and sprint to knock the door open, the door swung open.

A pair of black slippers stood in front of me, a nice man's voice came from above my head, a pair of warm hands touched my back, and I involuntarily made a purring sound.

"Are you up? How are you, feeling better?"

I tried to raise my head, but found that I could only see the man's chin. Judging from the shape of the chin, this man should be considered good-looking.

No, now is not the time to think about it, I must see myself as soon as possible.

I squeezed past him, uh, it stinks, why is it so stinky?Ah, you're right, this is the bathroom.

It seems that whether it looks good or not, the poop that people pull out is very smelly.

I can't control this much anymore, I need to find a mirror, this sink is too high, I can't seem to go up, the toilet seat next to it is closed, very good, I will try.

Visually measure the height of the toilet, my height, plus the angle formed by the position I am standing on and the toilet, and quickly calculate in my mind what speed and power I need to go up.

Okay, squat down, accumulate strength on your feet, and kick off the ground.

I jumped onto the toilet seat with ease, followed by the sink, squatted down, charged up, and pushed the toilet.

It landed on the sink accurately, but quickly lost its balance and slid from the edge of the sink into the washbasin.

I tried to stand up, but the place was slippery, round and small.

I forced myself to stand up and craned my neck to look in the mirror in front of me.

In the mirror, there are pointed ears on top of a round head, and in a pair of yellow eyes, the long black pupils are narrowed into a line, and there is a beard (hey, when I was a human, I was not very I love bearded ones.), with a nose and a mouth, both of which are cats.I stuck out my tongue and licked my lips, it was so disgusting.

I fully realized my current situation, and I turned into a black cat!

My body suddenly flew into the air, and a pair of hands lifted me up, wait, where did you put your hands, is that my butt, okay?

I protested and "meowed" twice, but I couldn't communicate with this person at all. I could only struggle a few times to get my butt out of his hands.

"You can also look in the mirror. Don't worry. Although you fell down, you didn't break anything. You just slept for two days. I was terrified. If you fell to your death, I would be very sad."

It turned out that the cat also fell, which means that my soul got into the body of a dead cat after death.

"Are you hungry, I cook fish, do you want to eat?"

fish?Well, I love fish.But can you let me down, I don't want to be hugged like this.

"Meow!"

"I knew you liked fish. Wait a minute, it'll be ready soon."

He put me on the mat that I just got up on, and I was finally at ease, dangling in his arms, I was almost motion sick.

Well, you are a fish, let me be quiet, I have to think about my life when I was born as a human.

My name is, forget it, it doesn't matter what my name is, anyway, I am no longer me.

I grew up in a family of teachers, my parents were teachers, my grandparents were teachers, my aunts and uncles were teachers, and even my little aunt was a kindergarten teacher.

My parents hope that their son will become a dragon, and they hope that I will do a job that is greater than the teacher. Some gods heard their wish, and I became a dragon.

Since I was a child, I have shown extraordinary computing power, have a photographic memory, and my brain is faster than a computer.

I am the legendary genius.

What a fucking genius it's like to be a genius (forgive the swearing, I always wanted to say it when I was a human being but couldn't).

Think about it, everything in your eyes is so simple that it is boring. After the book is in my hand for 10 minutes, all the knowledge in it will run into my mind.I have been in the library since elementary school, and I no longer want to go to the library after I graduate from elementary school. I have read almost all the books I like in it, and I remember almost the same.

Then, I couldn't play with other kids.I don't quite understand what they are playing. How can they have so much fun with such a silly game?

Fortunately, my parents didn't give me too much time for me to play, and I turned around in various competition TV shows.

I went to school when I was five, but the school didn’t accept it because it was too early. Soon the teachers found out that they couldn’t teach me. The school didn’t bother to let me skip a grade, so they sent me all the textbooks in primary school. I graduated from primary school in two years.

Then came middle school, high school, almost all homeschooled, and by the time I got to college, I was 15.During this period, I wasted a lot of time because of participating in various activities, otherwise it would have been earlier.

At the age of 15, puberty also came to me, although later than others.The changes in my body and the changes in my mind made me long to be with other people.

The only time I begged my parents to let me go to a regular college, not a gifted class.

In exchange, I got my PhD when I was 20 years old.

It may be because I obeyed everything when I was a child, but my parents actually agreed.

Fortunately, I am tall enough. Although I have more pimples on my face and look silly, I can still mix with college students.

When I entered college, I started to pretend to be my own mind, and pretended to listen carefully in class, even though I knew what the teacher said a long time ago.

Then I started observing people.

I found that boys and girls in college are often together in pairs, boys and boys, boys and girls, girls and girls are talking and laughing.

I was also in the woods and saw a boy and a girl nibbling mouth to mouth.I swear, I was just trying to take a shortcut to the cafeteria, not peeping.

Then I knew it was a kiss.

I've found that the way to show that someone likes another is to smile at them, then touch, then hug, kiss.

I started laughing at people I'd met with a crush on.

They all avoided me, and the timid ones were scared away by me.

This method didn't work, and then I started sitting next to the person I felt attracted to in class, and tried to use body language to express my liking for him.

As a result, he was almost beaten.

In the end, I summed up a little bit, because the people who make me feel good are all boys.Maybe it's for this reason, so try another girl.

One summer evening, I saw a girl walking alone, and I went up to express my love with a hug.There is no way, I will be nervous and afraid if there are too many people.

As a result, the girl ran away screaming all the way, and then a group of people ran from the direction she disappeared.

I got scared and hid in the woods.

I thought about it for a long time in the woods, and I was a little discouraged by my repeated attempts and failures.

After sitting on a bench all night with 25 bites on my body, I made up my mind.

I want to learn to fall in love.

I read a lot of books about relationships, books about psychology, books about sex.

I distributed electronic love letters according to the book, because it is more efficient, and according to the probability, someone must like it and reply to me.

I don't understand why many people have received my love letter, but no one replied.

So, for a period of time, the school's website was banned, saying it was to search for perverts.Although the content of my love letter uses a lot of names of body parts, I just want to express my favorite mood.

After repeated failures, I finally gave up, started to continue my studies, and fulfilled my father's promise. When I was 20 days away from the age of 135, I got my first doctorate.

This time, I became famous, the teacher started to chat with me, the classmates started to stare at me, and I also received a lot of love letters.

I picked one of the many love letters I like the most. This love letter is particularly in line with my preferences, and it lists many scientific topics that I am interested in.

I wrote back to this person, and then I got another letter, and we started exchanging letters.

We corresponded for almost two years, during which time I completed another Ph.D.

In the past two years, every time I look forward to a letter from this person, my love for this person has already made me feel moved.

So I offered to meet him.

Then, that person never wrote to me again.

A month before my 20th birthday, a boy at my school won a national award for his dissertation on the subject that the man I corresponded with had been discussing.

As stupid as I am, I realize I've been duped.

I wasted two years of my youth and enthusiasm, only to end up helping a guy with his dissertation.

In the end, I didn't have the courage to see what that person looked like.

I have lost my courage, I have been silent for a week, and after thinking for a week, I sat on the roof of the school teaching building.

This place was originally closed, but I quickly figured out the lock, opened the lock and went to the rooftop by myself.

I watched the people coming and going below from the rooftop, and soon there were more and more people below, all looking up at me.I heard the people below talking.Some people shouted with a microphone, and someone knocked on the door behind me, but they couldn't open it. I set up a trap inside the door.

But these, I am not in the mood to listen, not in the mood to think.

I know that falling from such an upstairs may not necessarily kill me, but I also know how to ensure that I will definitely fall to my death.

At the last moment of my life, I was still calculating the problem of acceleration due to gravity.

The reason why I decided to jump down is that I feel so lonely, so lonely that my heart hurts, so lonely that all the equations and chemical formulas can't fill the void in my heart.

Just before I decided to jump, I saw a cat lying next to me, meowing, and looking at the noisy people below.

My last thought before I jumped was, in the next life, I don't want to be a human, even a cat.