How to turn back my best friend who covets me [Rebirth]

On the bench in the corner of the basketball court, Wen Zhiqing half-supported and half-supported Master Qi to sit down, took out a small gadget from his pocket, held it in his palm and touched it.

Master Qi breathed a sigh of relief, and looked over by the light of the street lamp. It was a black and white fold-eared cat.

"It's haunting you, isn't it?"

Master Qi's tone was rather displeased, this little thing was just a cover for them, Wen Zhiqing put it in his pocket and brought it back.

"Look at how small it is, Young Master. It can't survive this kind of weather without protection." Wen Zhiqing brought the kitten to Young Master Qi.

The kitten is only half a month old. It has a pink nose and foot pads, a chubby round face, round eyes, and a pair of wonderful ears folded down. It looks cute and has aura, and looks gentle.

Except for the limbs, tail, ears, and the back that is black, the hair all over the body is snow white. After taking it home and washing it, it must be shining pure white.

They really look like elves and little angels jumping out of comics, and they also look like someone, they all have gentle faces and beautiful eyes.

Wen Zhiqing's pupils mutated into amber due to the lack of pigment in the iris, and this little guy's eyes mutated into dark blue and golden yellow.

At this moment, both the cat and the human tilted their heads slightly, their eyes were unblinking, dazzling under the light, looking straight at Master Qi.

In an instant, Master Qi was bloodied by this man.

"Let it find its own mother." Master Qi insisted on his psychological defense unwaveringly.

"Maybe it's because of something wrong with its mother that it depends on us."

"It depends on you, not me." Master Qi muttered in a low voice, this little guy also knows how to pick soft persimmons, try another hard-hearted one like him, and see who will care about it.

Wen Zhiqing heard it, and said with a smile: "This kind of fold-eared cat loves home and its owner very much. It likes to be with people and is more dependent on its owner. It also likes to accompany its owner quietly at ordinary times."

However, the fold-eared cat is lazy on the surface, but it will react quickly and kill its prey when it encounters its prey. It has a gentle personality and a fierce side at the same time.

"It's a pity," Wen Zhiqing's voice changed, showing infinite love in his tone, "Cats with folded ears are born with "genetic defects". Kittens bred with folded ears are born with genetic diseases. Mobility is inconvenient. Moreover, even a cat with folded ears that is not "morbid" will be accompanied by problems such as enlarged joints, deformed palms and soles, and weak constitution for life."

Master Qi's eyes froze, and he said for a while, "It's hard for you to remember this paragraph from Baidu Encyclopedia."

"It's not too difficult. I also raised cats in my hometown, so I know a little bit about it." Wen Zhiqing smiled slyly, "So, shall we take it home?"

Qi Shaoshi replied, "Very well, it's called——panda!"

Wen Zhiqing: "Um...a panda?"

"It only deserves this name. Its fur is so ugly." Master Qi touched the top of the little milk cat's head with his finger in disgust, and got a paw back.

Master Qi was even more disgusted, "Stupid cat!" He dared to hurt its future owner, even though the kitten had no strength to hurt others, it just raised its claws in demonstration.

Wen Zhiqing separated the two of them amusedly, putting the cat in his pocket and the man in his arms, and kissed each other unconsciously.

Under the warm street lights, there were two overlapping figures on the bench, entangled for more than ten minutes, the person on top helped the person below him, and called out in a low voice, "Master..."

Master Qi chose the name to accept the kitten, just as he insisted on calling Wen Zhiqing by his full name.

This person, how can he be so cute when he says what he means, Wen Zhiqing's heart is about to melt.

Back at the stands of the stadium, Wen Zhiqing gave the thousand paper cranes to Wen Xiaoya to exchange for gifts.

"Wow, tomato-flavored potato chips! Can you give them to cats, Ann?"

On the way home, Wen Xinrou stopped Wen Xiaoya who was about to feed the kitten, "It doesn't seem to work, it's too small, Xiaoya, it can't eat your favorite things."

"Then what can it eat?"

"Goat milk powder, or chewed steamed buns and ham sausages, don't worry, when Master and I finish taking you home, you can buy some on the way and go to the pet hospital."

It is best to send the wild cats you pick up to a pet hospital for health checks, because some kittens will get sick, and the owner will not find out when raising them, and it will be difficult to feed them, and the kittens will be vaccinated to avoid being infected by them. The scratch is infected.

"By the way, what's its name?" Wen Xiaoya asked vaguely with potato chips in her mouth.

Wen Zhiqing turned to look at Master Qi.

Master Qi's face remained unchanged, his thin lips moved slightly, "panda."

Wen Xinrou: "...Panda?"

Wen Xiaoya clapped her hands, "Wow, that's it, it's called Pang Da!"

"No, it's pan-da."

"Fat Da!"

"It's not Panda, it's Panda!"

"Oh, Panda."

All right, Pang Da is Pang Da, Master Qi gave up teaching Wen Xiaoya the correct pronunciation.

After sending the two girls downstairs to the wonton shop, Wen Xiaoya suddenly asked before going upstairs, "Will Fat Da die? Just like a big flower."

Dahua is a pastoral cat raised by Wen Zhiqing's hometown, and they left together in the year their father died.

It has a very good relationship with Wen Xiaoya, and is often hugged and ravaged by Wen Xiaoya on the bed. Dahua is very arrogant to others, and alone does not annoy Wen Xiaoya, even if Wen Xiaoya accidentally plucks her hair off angry.

Wen Zhiqing said: "It will die, but it will accompany us for a long way."

Wen Xiaoya was happy, and touched the top of Pang Da's head, "That's good, Pang Da must work hard to live!"

Wen Zhiqing put the cat back into his pocket, and reached out to touch the top of Master Qi's head. Master Qi glanced at him, and returned to the community on Wutong Street with him. There is a pet hospital nearby, open 24 hours.

The nurse took a bath for Pan Da, vaccinated him, and did a physical examination, but the result was not good.

Xiao Pangda is one of the cats with more severe genetic defects, and is born with fragile bones, so it may be difficult to feed him.

Originally, the lifespan of a fold-eared cat is only ten to 15 years. Compared with the average lifespan of other cats, Xiaopang Daneng can live even less.

With such a result, Wen Zhiqing didn't say anything until the doctor advised him to keep the cat, because it would be even more difficult for people who don't understand to take it home.

Wen Zhiqing smiled, "We can learn, and we will definitely come to ask you in time if there is something we don't understand."

If it is not enough to pay twice as much, then do a hundred times a thousand times, and do your best to take care of him. If he doesn't believe it, he will not be able to support him.

After buying goat milk powder, small toys, and some necessary things for raising a cat, Wen Zhiqing got busy after returning home.

He got a cardboard box, sealed the opening on the top, opened a door from the side, put soft pillows and warm towels in it as a small bed, and dug out his old clothes, trying to cut them off for him. Fatty's little nest contributes.

Master Qi stopped him, "That's my pajamas, how dare you use it to make a bed for it!"

Wen Zhiqing looked at the white T-shirt in his hand suspiciously, "No, the one you used as pajamas is another one, this is an old one I dug out from the closet."

Master Qi quibbled, "That may mean, when will I want to wear one of your old clothes as pajamas again, you give it the same treatment, and treat it as something, a cat?"

"Okay, you go take a shower first, young master, don't worry, I'll just replace it with a new towel." Wen Zhiqing had no choice but to put the T-shirt back in the closet.

The wardrobe in the room is shared by two people. The expensive high-end clothing is mixed with ordinary shirts and T-shirts. The dark colors of silk and satin are interlaced with the warm and clean light colors of cotton and linen.

One time, Master Qi was in a hurry to take a bath and change clothes, so he casually took a T-shirt from Wen Zhiqing into the bathroom, and then changed his pajamas into Wen Zhiqing's old clothes.

According to him, Wen Zhiqing's cotton T-shirt is very comfortable to use as pajamas after wearing it for a long time, and it does not puncture the skin.

Wen Zhiqing has been pampering him all the time, so he has no objection to this, and Master Qi has no scruples. If it weren't for the difference in body shape between the two, he would even change the clothes he went out into Wen Zhiqing's.

Wen Zhiqing was overjoyed, he was embarrassed enough to see Master Qi sleeping in his clothes, if Master Qi wore them again, he would die of embarrassment.

Before entering the bathroom, Master Qi turned his head several times. He saw Wen Zhiqing busily taking care of Pang Da, and he always had the illusion that he was taking care of him.

The water from the shower sprayed on his body, and Master Qi suddenly remembered while taking a bath that just now Wen Zhiqing made the bed for Pang Da, fed goat milk, scratched Pang Da's chin, stroked his back, didn't he just make his bed, feed him water, and smooth his hair Do you seem to be comforting?

Young Master Qi was belatedly aware, recalling Pang Da's squinting and enjoying look just now, is he so disappointing?

Bare feet akimbo came out, passing by Wen Zhiqing who was squatting in the cat's nest, Master Qi kicked him along the way.

Wen Zhiqing felt his back wet, leaned forward, and looked back at Master Qi suspiciously.

"Bath, sleep, keep your voice down, don't disturb me." Master Qi walked into the bedroom without stopping.

After eleven o'clock, Wen Zhiqing washed up and went into the room. Seeing that Master Qi was already lying on his side with his back facing him, as if he was asleep, he turned off the light and went to bed. He didn't read the manuscript anymore, for fear of disturbing Qi Lesser teacher.

Lying flat and closing her eyes for a while, in the darkness, Wen Zhiqing suddenly heard the person on the next bed turn over.

He also turned over, lay on his side and faced the past, and heard Master Qi say: "Wen Zhiqing, send Pang Da to my villa to raise him. I have a professional pet doctor there, who can take good care of him, and there are big enough pets." Let it run wild."

Wen Zhiqing wanted to say that a folded ear cat doesn't need much space and good treatment. It prefers to stay by its owner's side and have a warm home.

Master Qi continued to say, "We usually have to go to class, so we don't have time to take care of it. Even if we send it to your mother, they also have to go to work and go to class, so we don't have extra time and energy."

Wen Zhiqing thought for a while, and replied: "Okay, go to sleep." He knew that Master Qi didn't like lives that were too fragile.

The next morning, the two waited until Wu Hao brought someone over to take over Pang Da, and sent him to a villa in the suburbs to raise him carefully.

Master Qi didn't go there very often, and all the staff were on paid leave, feeling comfortable and guilty at the same time.

As soon as Pang Da passed by, he became the new owner of the villa, and their new clients were warmly welcomed and cared for by everyone. Therefore, Pang Da finally grew up vigorously, which surprised Wen Zhiqing.

The current situation is that Wen Xiaoya was very sad when she learned that Pang Da couldn't stay at her home because of her poor health. She was depressed all morning and kept asking if Pang Da would die.

At noon, Master Qi made a video call with the people at the villa, and let Wen Xiaoya take a look at Pang Da, seeing that he was alive and kicking, eating, drinking, and eating, and finally recovered his usual spirit.

The closing ceremony was held in the afternoon. All stood up, played the national anthem, and raised the national flag. Then the chief referee announced the results of the competition and the list of individual and collective winners. Some school leaders were invited to present awards to the award-winning students and collectives.

In addition to several single-player awards, Wen Zhiqing also won a moral and fashion award, and was brought on stage as a moral model to deliver a speech.

Wen Zhiqing made up a paragraph on the spot, and the people in the audience were in a fog, but they still applauded for him, no matter whether they understood or not, just applaud.

After talking about Wen Zhiqing's resignation, he came up to the stage as a representative of Class 1, Grade [-], to receive the group total score award and the spiritual civilization award. The total score of their class is age No.[-].

There is also an entrance performance award, and Nan Jinyun will go on stage to receive the special prize.

After he came down, the boys in several classes rubbed their hands and wiped their palms. Because there was still a teacher around, they couldn't do it. When the garden party was held in the evening, some students sat around telling ghost stories, playing drums and passing flowers, and some went to Participate in small games organized by various schools and get a small gift.

They rolled all over the field, chasing and beating Nan Jinyun, and finally threw Nan Jinyun up.

"Let you show off, and have fun at the opening ceremony!"

"Hurry up and drag the boys from their class together, who else is there!"

"Put it down! I'm afraid of heights! Damn, who pinched my ass!"

In the circle sitting in the first group, Pang Junjie, Huang Jiajia and Xu Bowen were all dragged over to make trouble, except for Wen Zhiqing, who was protected by the girls, and there was another Qi Shaoshi who kept exuding air-conditioning and forced him silently. Retired.

The girls yelled and played drums to pass flowers. Wen Xiaoya contributed a puppet little yellow duck. The music stopped. Whoever owns the little yellow duck will stand up and perform a show.

After a few laps, the little yellow duck couldn't stay in the hands of Wen Zhiqing and Qi Shaoshi. Both of them had quick reactions, sitting on the grass at will, and could send it out as soon as possible.

This time it was in Wen Zhiqing's hands again, and was about to pass it to Master Qi on the right, when a head suddenly appeared among them.

Wen Xiaoya didn't know where it came from, and said to them excitedly while half squatting, "An'an, I want to hold hands too!"

Wen Zhiqing was stunned for a moment, and looked down, he and Master Qi's hands were unconsciously held together.

No wonder he always felt weird, it turned out that he always handed the little yellow duck with his left hand, and Master Qi received it with his right hand.

This was embarrassing, the girls were attracted by Wen Xiaoya's loud voice, and rushed to look at them. Whether they let go of their hands or continued to hold them, they all seemed guilty.

The music stopped abruptly, Wen Xinrou stood up and shouted, "An'an, it's on your hand, come out and perform, don't try to escape!"

"Sing a song, I heard that An An sings very well!"

"No, I want to see An An dance, haha!"

Girls kept answering the calls, and the atmosphere immediately returned to normal.

With the steps down, Wen Zhiqing breathed a sigh of relief, and stood in the middle of the crowd sitting around, thinking about what to perform.

A boy ran over panting, saying that their homeroom teacher had called Wen Zhiqing over.

"Who? Where are you going?" Qi Shaoshi asked Wen Zhiqing in a cold voice.

"Your math teacher is late, go to the teaching staff dormitory, hurry up."

"Okay, sorry for the inconvenience, I understand, this is the end."

Master Qi looked at Wen Zhiqing who was walking over, and almost didn't say that he also followed.

This guy Wen Zhiqing is very guilty, maybe it wasn't because the two teachers didn't find out what happened last night, he would show his feet first.

Of course, Wen Zhiqing couldn't be so useless. When he walked downstairs to the faculty dormitory, his expression was already calm.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door, but found that it was not closed, and tried to push the door in. The next moment, Wen Zhiqing's expression almost collapsed.

"Teacher Wu?" Why is Wu Rixiu still here? !

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