The General's Cat Always Wants To Climb Into My Bed

Shen Zhifan is very good-looking.

This good-looking is good-looking in a broad sense, from childhood to adulthood, oh, the big here refers to his 16-year-old so far, anyone who has seen him can't help but admire, this kid is so neat and beautiful.

If it was a young girl, she would secretly turn around with a blush. Girls who have a crush on Shen Zhifan have to make plans since they were young. For this reason, Shen Zhifan, that goddamn bastard, annoying and fine sister, earned the first prize in her life. The pot of gold is sold by selling his photos.

The reason why it is described as beautiful is that Shen Zhifan, who is 16 years old, has not yet grown up. He is the kind of young man with red lips and white teeth. He has refreshing short hair and wears the simplest white shirt. It is full of clean and handsome eyebrows and eyes of a young man.

He has a good temperament and also loves to smile. When the corners of his lips curled up, tsk... he looked like a painting.

To what extent is it good to see, probably the bad mouthed sister Shen Zhirou often said that although Shen Zhifan has no brains, but fortunately he doesn't need to learn any skills, even if he is lazy, he can still rely on facial recognition to make a living.

In fact, Shen Zhifan didn't really like this so-called pretty look, as a boy, he always wanted to be mature and handsome.

So Shen Zhifan, who was still lamenting that he didn't know when he would grow up yesterday, woke up and looked in the mirror a little... not knowing whether to cry or laugh.

The person in the mirror is still him, there is absolutely nothing wrong with that, no matter from the familiar eyebrows or the little red mole on the neck, it should be his body.

Even the scars he left on his hands a few years ago are still there, so this body is definitely still his body.

So here comes the question, when did I look so...mature.

And this is really... Cough, he secretly took his hand from his underwear, feeling a little guilty and blushing, even though he will develop so well in the future, he can't help but make him a little proud, but wait a minute, That's obviously not the point.

No matter in terms of this part or the whole body, this is not the body that 16-year-old Shen Zhifan should have.

In the mirror, he is no longer the boy who can be described as beautiful when he was 16 years old. It is more appropriate to describe him as handsome now, but it is not the kind of rough handsome, but a kind of mature and delicate handsome .

Looking down, it is no longer the thin body of a young man, with well-proportioned muscle proportions, full of beauty and strength but not bloated lines at all, wide shoulders and narrow waist, six-pack abs, big body, good job, no. Lost, whether the life is good or not remains to be verified.

The electronic calendar hanging next to him quickly explained his confused question, three years in the interstellar calendar 730... that should be seven years later.

So is he now 23?

Shen Zhifan squinted his eyes slightly at the mirror, and the man in the mirror also narrowed his eyes slightly. He stretched out his finger to face the man in the mirror, as if he was dreaming... Maybe he really was. dream.It's not just the maturity of the eyebrows and eyes, the feeling of gestures and gestures seems to be different... But if you look closely, you can't tell.

But in short, he looked at it for a long time and came to a conclusion.

He looks even more handsome when he grows up.

God is fair, he gave Shen Zhifan a very attractive appearance, and by the way, he dug out a piece of his heart when he was just born. This kind of natural heartlessness usually cannot be cured. His attention was diverted, and he was more interested in the environment he was in now.

When he first woke up, he felt that something was wrong, but he was not sober at that time, and now that he looked at it like this again, he felt that this place was really... indescribably expensive.

The house is huge and can be called resplendent, but it's not the vulgar resplendent kind, it's the more... low-key and luxurious kind of resplendent. Shen Zhifan thought hard for a while but couldn't think of a more high-end adjective, so he gave up.

Anyway, he looks quite rich.

Shen Zhifan's family didn't have much money, and the three generations of his ancestors were all honestly mining on the planet Saturn. For many years, it seemed that they were just a few big-eyed and small-eyed people wearing heavy radiation-proof suits. Originally, their genes were not good, so Everyone looked quite casual, but a golden phoenix flew out of Shen Zhifan's chicken coop. The longer it was, the better it was. The longer it was, the better it was.

If it wasn't for the fact that the birth certificate was there, and his father thought his wife was so pretty, he wouldn't be able to hook up with such a handsome Lao Wang anyway, and he wouldn't dare to admit that it was his own kind.

"Look at how ugly your sister looks, why do you look like this?" Shen's father pointed to Shen Zhirou who was picking at his feet in pain.

At this time, Shen Zhirou, who is stunned, will often roll his eyes endlessly.

Shen Zhifan: "..."

Blame me, blame me for being too good-looking.

Well, in short, although the family doesn't have much money, they still live happily.

So when Shen Zhifan saw his current room at a glance, he really... felt a little shivering.

If this is really seven years later, then he is too promising.

A little curious, he walked out of the washroom and went straight into the living room. If it should be called the living room, it is very spacious, with complicated chandeliers hanging on the top, and the duplex stairs leading downstairs are covered with hanging lights that he doesn't recognize but looks like. It was a very expensive famous painting, and all kinds of artificial intelligence mechanical devices dotted around it glowed faintly. Although it was out of place, it was worth a lot of money at first glance... Shen Zhifan was dizzy from seeing it.

This cannot be blamed on him. Shen Zhifan is still 16 years old. He has been living on the planet Saturn since he was a child. The planet Saturn is sparsely populated and the economy is very slow and backward. I have seen these things on the small TV with a snowflake screen.

Shen Zhifan looked all the way, and when he finally saw the photo in the middle of the living room... he was stunned.

It should be a very large posthumous photo, about two meters long and wide, hanging in the center of the living room. The girl in the posthumous photo is obviously different from what he remembered. She has grown up a lot, but she is still quite ugly.

He was taken aback, and when he realized that it might be a posthumous photo, his body reacted faster than his emotions, that is, his eyes turned red. Although Shen Zhirou was really annoying, sometimes it wasn't that annoying, and suddenly the posthumous photo was placed here It still caught him a little off guard.

Although Shen Zhirou is annoying, not cute, not pretty, and even has a bad voice... Eh, thinking about it like this really doesn't have any advantages, but occasionally I still feel a little cute, and I can barely think of it.

He wiped his face uncomfortably, his original curiosity about the world was suppressed, he silently looked at this unbelievably large posthumous photo, sighed deeply, told himself that the dead cannot be brought back to life, and finally touched the Although the posthumous photos are shabby, they can barely be called a young girl with a smile like a flower...

"Brother, what are you doing?"

Before Shen Zhifan could react, he subconsciously turned his head when he heard the sound, and stared at Shen Zhirou who had just woken up.

Since he is the grown-up Shen Zhifan, then this is also the grown-up version of Shen Zhirou. Shen Zhifan lived up to everyone's expectations and did not grow old. Xing Yousuyan still had some unknown fluid remaining in the corner of his mouth, it was too horrible to look at.

Shen Zhifan froze for a moment, glanced at the living girl in front of him, then looked back at the huge posthumous photo, then at the girl, and then back at the posthumous photo.

Shen Zhirou: "???"

Shen Zhifan subconsciously asked: "Isn't this a posthumous photo?"

Shen Zhirou: "..."

She blushed visibly with the naked eye, and threw herself on the photo in big letters in grief and anger, blocking Shen Zhifan's view, so as to prevent him from continuing to look at her photo.

"This is the photo I took to participate in the competition, okay? It's the trendiest black and white retro style, don't know how to stop talking nonsense, okay? What a ghost, your posthumous photo looks like this!"

Shen Zhifan withdrew his wasted feelings, and said expressionlessly: "Oh, this is what our family's posthumous photos look like."

Shen Zhirou: "..." That's really fucking true.

But seeing Shen Zhirou who came back from the dead (not) made him feel a lot lighter. This feeling of false alarm made him feel like a lifetime ago, but his sister's voice that was about to break through the sky made him realize that it was really not a dream.

But it’s too fake to be dreaming. He was obviously 16-year-old Shen Zhifan yesterday. At this time, he should be sitting in the classroom reading, listening to the teacher in a daze, occasionally closing his eyes and listening to his classmates complaining. After receiving a basketful of love letters, I went to the nearest bookstore to pass the afternoon.

Shen Zhifan moved his throat and couldn't help poking Shen Zhirou with a finger.

Shen Zhirou is like a puppy with fried fur, she used to be like this too, after poking her once, she yelled that she wanted to bite Shen Zhifan back ten times: "You, you, you, you are so beautiful!"

"No." Shen Zhifan suddenly felt a little embarrassed, feeling that Shen Zhirou, who looked similar to Douding yesterday, has now grown into a slim girl, which is quite amazing, "Well, uh... should I now? Is... 23 years old?"

"Huh?" Facing the elder brother who changed the topic too quickly, Shen Zhirou obviously didn't react, and twitched his eyebrows.

"I mean," Shen Zhifan struggled to organize his words. For relatives like his sister, he didn't need to hide anything, "I feel like I was 16 years old yesterday."

Shen Zhirou sneered disapprovingly: "Oh, I'm so tender, I still think I'm sixteen years old."

Shen Zhifan: "..."

Just as he was about to explain, the doorbell rang suddenly, which startled him.

"Ah, there are guests, you should have told me earlier," Shen Zhirou was stunned, after all she was a big girl, she hurriedly stomped her feet and ran back to her room, "I don't see anyone like this. "

It didn't give Shen Zhifan a chance to say "I don't know anyone now".

Shen Zhifan was at a loss for what to do, he could only bite the bullet and open the door nervously.

As soon as the door was opened, Shen Zhifan was a little less able to speak human words.

The opponent was tall, and he had to raise his head slightly, so the opponent was probably half a head taller than him.At first glance, he was wearing a navy blue military uniform, which was as flat as new without a single wrinkle. This kind of meticulous aura is always very compelling. There are golden high-level epaulettes on his shoulders. He moved his eyes slightly up and saw The man's face.

His face is a little thin, but it is very energetic. His western facial features make his outline as clear as a sculpture. His eye sockets are deep but not cloudy, and the base of his nose is set high. Under the long and dense eyelashes, there is azure blue The pupils are as sharp as a knife's edge, and if you look at something casually, it's like a carved knife is pondering bit by bit.

He was extremely handsome, and a decent handsomeness, like an eagle hanging low over a sunlit moor.

Shen Zhifan realized this a long time ago, but only now did he realize that General Yan Shuo in reality seems to be more handsome than he looks on TV.

Shen Zhifan, who suddenly saw his idol in life, stood in a daze for a while, because he was so emotionally shocked that his mind was not so clear and he didn't accept it, his arm asserted without authorization and closed the door naturally.

General Yan was a little embarrassed when the door closed when he was about to speak: "..."

Shen Zhirou was taken aback when she heard the door closing, and poked her head out of the room: "Who is it?"

Shen Zhifan was still in the shocking dream stage, mechanically said: "Sister, I'm hallucinating."

"Ah?" Shen Zhirou became annoyed.

"I saw Yan Shuo." Shen Zhifan turned to God.

"..." Shen Zhirou was unmoved, "Oh, what's wrong, it's normal."

"Where is it normal?" Shen Zhifan finally came back from a wandering mind, and asked, "Didn't our family dig mines in the corner of the interstellar world? When will we be able to see the major generals of the empire casually?"

Shen Zhirou was silent for a while, and looked at Shen Zhifan with a very indescribable expression commonly known as constipation: "That was all so many years ago, brother, are you sick and coughing today... Anyway, you are not out of line now Low, he can be regarded as a national male god."