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

"Hi, welcome back, Mr. Yan."

The familiar electronic female voice is very gentle. This is a voice modulated by himself. It is neither sticky like a girl, nor cold and dull. It is probably in line with a voice in his heart that can be perfectly confided.

"Ah."

Yan Shuo responded lightly, this is his secret diary, which is preserved in the form of conversation.

He brewed a cup of coffee, and the taste quickly and slowly overflowed. It was a kind of bitter aroma, which started from somewhere on the back of the tongue, usually accompanied by a little bit of numbness, but when it came back, it was extremely fragrant, so Love it and hate it, as if this is its charm.

When his mother came over occasionally, she always disliked the bitter taste of this house, saying that this house was rarely popular, so it seemed that she didn't want people to set foot in it.

But it may be exactly what he wanted. He already had a strong sense of territory, so strong that he was almost paranoid, and paranoia was not only displayed in these places. There is a certain distortion in his personality, he has almost strict requirements on himself, and of course he has done a very good job, but of course he feels very breathless occasionally.

When he was a teenager, he once had mild depression and self-destructive tendencies, but fortunately, his strong self-control made his spirit tense to an appropriate balance. At that time, he told himself that he had to wait until he got everything he wanted before dying, otherwise he would die. Too bad.

It's a pity that as an adult, he finally began to try to manage and sort out this extreme emotion, so he didn't go to self-destruction in the end, but generally speaking it was a good thing.

One of the methods is to keep a diary. He doesn't record every day, but only records some special moments.

"The weather is fine today," he crossed his legs, and greeted the electronic female voice, as if he was reuniting with an old friend on a winter night, with a happy ending. "It's a pity that you can't go out to enjoy it."

"Oh," the electronic female voice possessed a certain degree of intelligence, "I think you may be in a good mood."

Yan Shuo smiled lightly, but it wasn't that big of an arc, but it was already a sign that he was in a very happy mood.

He took out the bouquet he bought just now, it wasn't very big, just big enough for him to hold in his arms.

A bunch of fresh moonlight forget-me-nots, the white flowers are sleeping softly in front of the green leaves.

"Where did I talk about last time?"

"Hello, the last record was eight days ago," the electronic female voice repeated the last sentence of the previous diary, "You recorded like this at the end 'I had a premonition that I would quarrel with him, which made me very painful, but fortunately I've at least got a chance to quarrel with him'."

Mr. Yan, who was listening to his last diary, felt a little ashamed, but the electronic female voice was only electronic after all, so he quickly came to his senses.

"Yes, it sounds very sad," Yan Shuo laughed self-deprecatingly, stroking the soft petals with one finger, and the fingertips felt silky like brocade, "But now there is a turning point, which couldn't be better. "

The electronic female voice did not reply this time, if the other party hadn't mentioned her, she would have been a perfect confidant.

"This kind of flower is called moonlight forget-me-not," he didn't get straight to the point, just stroked the petals as if recalling something, "The first time I saw this flower, it was held in my mother's arms. It. This mutated white forget-me-not is very special, just like the moonlight falling, it has such a name."

"Because things like white moonlight are always metaphorically unavailable, so its flower language is - the love that can't be found in a lifetime."

Having said that, he raised his eyebrows, lowered his head and took a sip of his coffee, finally a trace of disappointment that could be seen through at a glance appeared in his eyes.

"However, since Yan Zhengde married her in, I have never seen her buy this bouquet of flowers again, as if she had forgotten the self-pitying self back then. Congratulations on the biggest comeback in my life."

His voice was sharp, with a hint of sarcasm.

"I just didn't expect that fate seems to be reincarnated." He laughed at himself again, "Before I met him, I never thought that one day I would hug this flower and feel sorry for myself like her."

"Maybe this is a good thing." The electronic female voice will give a certain reaction after hearing some key words.

"That's right, it's also a kind of self-cultivation in a way," he thought, "After all, I never had the mentality of getting what I wanted before him, oh think about it a week ago, or yesterday, it was all bad. It's over the top."

"Everything will be fine." The electronic female voice replied softly and without emotion.

He paused when he heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise higher and higher.

"I always feel like a thief now. This may not be an honorable method, and it is even immoral in some ways, but..." His gaze fell on the bouquet of flowers for a long time, "I can't ask for it, it's really It's unbearable."

"This is a turning point, right?"

……

Shen Zhirou sat cross-legged on the sofa and typed on the keyboard, with a very desperate expression.

This is already the 15th time that she has sent photos to the National Beauty Girl Contest, and she was rejected in the first round again.

She silently looked at the black and white headshot hanging in the living room, feeling very distressed, not knowing why the world couldn't appreciate her beauty.

It was at this time that the damn beautiful and annoying cat broke into her house again.

Almost silently, the cat had already begun to get used to the road, and the beautiful big fluffy tail seemed to be in a good mood. It jumped down from the balcony gracefully, and its fur was so white that it was about to shine.

Damn it, why did it come again.

She observed the other party carefully, and found something different this time.

It held a beautiful fresh white flower branch in its mouth, looked up and saw Shen Zhirou who was observing it, it glanced lightly, and passed by as if it didn't see it.

"...You are really rude."

Shen Zhirou was so angry that she lost her temper and couldn't help sighing, but she didn't believe in evil, she was already very dissatisfied when she didn't touch the cat before, this time she didn't believe that she couldn't touch it without her brother's stop.

So with one stride, she stopped the cat who was about to walk up the stairs.

The cat tilted its head, took a step back, and squatted gracefully to look at her. It was indeed very elegant, like a gentleman with excellent self-cultivation, which made her feel ashamed to let out the villain's sinister smile when the trick is about to succeed.

Shen Zhirou suddenly felt a little embarrassed, wondering if it was because the cat's eyes were too human.

She said softly: "I'll just touch it, and I'll let you go."

The cat took a step back indifferently, it was really indifferent, Shen Zhirou could completely see the indifference and disgust in its eyes.

Shen Zhirou: "..."

Shen Zhirou couldn't accept it very much: "Can't you just let me touch it?"

"Hey, is Meow Meow here again?"

Shen Zhirou was taken aback, Shen Zhifan was already at the stairs on the second floor.

Before Shen Zhirou had time to complain about her little grievance, she saw the cat whizzing past her, and got into Shen Zhifan's arms again.

She is also very shameless, and she "meows" twice in a very soft and cute way, so cute that she can pinch water.

This gentleman cat uncle was not an ordinary uncle in front of her, now he changed his face so quickly, and Shen Zhirou was dumbfounded by the softness of his voice.

"Shen Zhirou, don't bully that little cat." Shen Zhifan patted the cat with a bit of distress, and taught Shen Zhirou a lesson very rudely.

Shen Zhirou: "???"

Who bullied whom, make it clear, who bullied whom? ? ?

However, Shen Zhifan's mind was all on the cat, and he didn't have any time to listen to her explanation, just like last time, leaving her with a very indifferent back.

... She really wanted to run away from home QAQ.

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Shen Zhifan was very happy that the male god's cat had gone and returned, and Shen Zhifan felt that he had a legitimate reason to go to the general again.

He rubbed the cat's paw for a while, very satisfied.

But the more troublesome thing right now is...

He looked at the cat lying on the bed, its round and clear blue eyes were as clean as a sea, innocent and cute as if there was no trace of impurity.

"Meow, I'm going to bed," he blushed slightly, "I'm going to take off my clothes, can you go home?"

Shen Zhifan has a hobby that he has had since childhood.

You can't sleep without sleeping naked.