I am a cat matchmaker

I want to know who the people out there are!What does the person who directly shattered all my dreams and made me completely give up on myself look like.

The person who stole my paper, when I was a human, was afraid to look at it, didn't want to know, and even shielded himself almost to the point of isolation.

I was so disappointed in people during that time.

Not only did I fail in my repeated attempts to date, and others laughed at me, but I also began to question the meaning of being a human being. Why am I alive?

I can't see the value of where I am, and I can't see the joy of life. No one wants to care about me, even my parents only care about my grades, no matter how many No.1s I get, it's not enough!

That guy stole my paper and I didn't even dare tell my parents.

I was alone with all the scornful looks around me, the words I "accidentally" overheard or blatantly looked at, and the doubts about my ability to get my Ph.D. at a loss.

I wear a Bluetooth headset every time I go to class, and I don’t want to watch or listen to it. The class is purely to complete the attendance rate.

During that period of pain, I woke up every morning wishing I would never wake up again.

And the instigator of all this is the man who lied to me for two years.

I didn't even know who that man was until the day I died.

God gave me a chance to be reborn, to meet this person again, I was so eager to know who that person was and what he looked like.

I started scratching at the door with my paws, banging my head on it, and meowing incessantly, hoping that my gentle host would come and let me out.

The conversation outside the door stopped, and I yelled louder, even a little howling.

I heard the man say: "Why, the scholar is inside?" It sounded a bit unnatural.

"Oh, it's raining outside, so I didn't let him out." My master hurriedly explained, cautiously.

"Hehe, it's nothing, it's really not good to go out in the rain."

I don't care if you are well or not, I want to see you, I scratched the door hard, and felt my paws start to hurt.

When my voice was a little hoarse, the door in front of me opened.

The black slippers appeared, and I squeezed between my master's legs before he could react.

"Scholar! Come back!"

No, I escaped the master's capture, quickly ran to the sofa, and looked at the man sitting on the sofa.

"Don't come over, go away!" The man jumped up from the sofa with a look of horror on his face. When he was dodging backwards, he tripped over something and threw his whole body over.

I took advantage of the opportunity to jump on top of him and lay on his chest to look at this man up close.

This man is so ugly!

The wide-eyed eyes are more white than black, the nostrils are big, they are facing me like a pig's nose, and the mouth is twisted into a ridiculous shape. When I looked more carefully, I felt that one of my paws was being grabbed, and there was a burst of rapid rotation in front of my eyes, followed by severe pain in my back and head.

The pain made my whole body tense up, and when my eyes could see clearly, I heard the man's angry voice:

"You have a black cat!"

My master has come over to caress my head, hugged me, and nestled in his arms, feeling less pain.I heard the master's heartbeat beating fast, and the resonance of his chest when he spoke:

"Well, I'm sorry to scare you. Huh? Yes, it's a black cat. Didn't I tell you?"

"I hate cats, and I hate black cats even more."

I glanced at him with my cat's eyes, just as I met his disgusted eyes, his face looked close to the color of a pig's liver, and I couldn't help shivering.

He doesn't hate me, he hates me!

"Sorry, I don't know what's wrong with it. It's usually very obedient and obedient."

The man named Jing Ran was panting violently, his eyes changed and changed like a kaleidoscope, and finally calmed down, and his tone seemed to have been re-edited in just a few seconds:

"It's okay, I was just scared. I was bitten by a cat when I was a child, so I've been terrified of cats ever since. It's not in good condition today, so I'll leave first. Let's go to the library tomorrow. It's quiet there."

"Okay, then, let's go to the library tomorrow."

He hurriedly took his bag and left as if fleeing.

Well, I am comfortable enough, I guess I will be scolded soon.I don't know if the cat's paw can block the cat's ears.

The hand holding me didn't throw me down, but kept holding me and sitting on the sofa. The hand touching my head kept touching my back from the top of my head:

"He's angry. Did it hurt you just now? Don't blame him. He was probably scared of you by cats when he was a child. If he knew you, he would know that you are so good and beautiful. You are not scary at all. "

Brother cat, can I say a word at this moment?Let me tell him that man is a thief.

The purring sound that came out of my mouth didn't turn into a human voice.

This doesn't work either.

The master is still talking to himself, and the voice reveals a suppressed passion:

"Don't look at him just now, but he is actually a nice person. The main reason is that he is really smart. I read his thesis, which made me feel ashamed. I am also 22 years old. How can I be so much worse than him?"

I sighed in my heart, I don’t know how many times you are stronger than him, he stole it, my paper, how can a guy who needs to steal a paper be smart?

"This is the third time I have invited him to our house. To be honest, every time I come, I am very nervous. I don't know why, and my heart beats very fast."

I can hear this, why are you afraid of him?Why are you so nervous?

"I don't know if he will stop coming to my house. The library is very good, but the library can't be just the two of us. I want to be alone with him."

why?

"He is the first person who sees my strengths, the first person who appreciates me, and the first person who is willing to talk to me about my favorite topics. Maybe so many firsts make him different."

What, sounds so familiar?These feelings seem to have been my feelings.

"You don't know, when he saw my draft and praised me, I was going to float."

Wait, what is he looking at your draft for?I won't want to steal again.

"I'm telling you what to do, but you don't understand. Well, it's getting late, and I should go to bed."

My master stood up and put me on the mat where I had been lying on my stomach during the day.

"I'm going to wash up. Go to sleep. It's raining outside today, so don't go out, okay? In this weather, the mice are probably asleep."

My master touched my head again and went to the bathroom.

It's now.

I want you to know the true face of this person. Fortunately, all the things I have written are stored in the cloud disk with storage dates on them. I want you to see what kind of person he is.

Why didn't I think about the cloud disk before, knowing that after reading these, anyone would know that he plagiarized.

Probably my stimulated brain short-circuited.

I got up when he closed the bathroom door, oops, my paw hurts, this bad guy almost broke my paw just now.

I limped to the study room and looked at the switch of the computer. It was so high that I couldn't reach it even if I stood up.

Fortunately, the chair here has wheels. I pushed the chair to the side of the main computer, jumped on it easily, and stretched out my cat's paw to reach the power button.

Pressed and no response.

I looked along the power cord, and it turned out that the computer socket had been unplugged, which was a bit difficult.I looked at my cat's paw, I don't know if this paw can be plugged into the socket.

I jumped off the chair, walked to the electric socket, lay down on the ground, held the plug with my two front paws, and plugged it in!

Failed.

Again!

Failed again.

I finally got a sense of how difficult life must be for those with no hands.

I tried again and again, and finally the plug was aligned with the socket, and I stretched out my paw and patted it.

go in!I meowed excitedly.

"Why are you here?" Why did my master come out so soon?

"This is very dangerous. What if I get an electric shock?" The master grabbed my stomach and pulled out the socket that I had worked so hard to plug in.

Why don't you ask me to pull it out again?

Forget it, isn't he going to the library tomorrow?I'll come back after he's gone. Anyway, it will take some time to find the things in the cloud disk with my cat's paws, so that he can see it when he comes back.

He put me on the mat again:

"Good night, scholar, sleep well."

I saw him enter the bedroom, the door of the bedroom was gently closed, and the room fell silent instantly, it was pitch black, and it looked so scary.

I am very afraid of the dark.

My heartbeat began to speed up as the darkness got longer and longer, and it was about to jump out.

No, I'm going to find the master.

His door was not closed tightly, I squeezed in easily, and the room was very dark, but I could see clearly that my master was already on the bed, snoring softly.

I jumped up easily and found a very comfortable position, probably the corner formed by his stomach and thighs, I yawned big, it's time to sleep!

In my sleep, I seem to have returned to the time when I became a human, with that brother cat beside me, I was eating bread and ham sausage, talking to brother cat, and then, like a ball flying from the air, it rushed towards brother cat beside me , without even thinking about it, I threw myself directly on Brother Mao, and the ball hit my back so hard that I didn't even have the strength to hum.

Then, Brother Mao came out of my arms and poked my back with his paws, as if he was giving me a massage.

It was already very painful, and it was very uncomfortable to poke and poke like this.

I suddenly woke up from the dream, the sky had already begun to dawn, and the dream just now seemed to have not ended, the cat’s paw that poked me in that dream was still moving back and forth non-stop.

I stood up and looked back.

A tall strip protruded from the blanket, quivering constantly.

I took a step back, examined it, and suddenly realized what that moving thing was.

In an instant, my cat face became hot, and what I thought in my mind was: This man is very tall and straight here.

The author has something to say:

Sorry, I stopped updating once before, and I am continuing to recuperate!A lighter text, not very connotative, but it is not enough to make up the word count!