I just want to fall in love with people

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"The cat lived with me for half a month... Later, I let it out for a walk, and it never came back."

The first pet friend in his life... just gone.

Lin Yi touched Sherlock who was nestled on her lap, and there was a faint nostalgia in her eyes.

Lin Yi: The cat mat belongs to him, the cat is gone, why are you so jealous?

The Charlotte cat snorted as usual, but didn't move its claws on the cushion lying on the side. Lin Yi felt that maybe this guy could really understand human speech.

Lin Yi: Sherlock?

Charlotte the Cat: Meow?

Lin Yi patted it down: Tell me, it's been so many days, why hasn't your master a single call?

Sherlock: ………………

Lin Yi continued: I felt strange before, I applied for the job, but when I was sent here, there was only one letter waiting for me.There is no one in such a big villa, but the water on the table was still hot on the day I came... Sherlock, don't you...

Lin Yi spoke slowly and unhurriedly, his hand was still touching the little pet on his lap intentionally or unintentionally, from beginning to end again.

Sherlock lay on his stomach, trembling all over his body.

at this time……

【Ding--】

On the table, the second-hand computer interrupted Lin Yi just in time.In the mailbox, a new email is waiting to be checked.

Seeing Lin Yi reaching for the computer, Sherlock's trembling hair slowly flattened out, he got up and stretched himself, leisurely jumped onto the back of the sofa, nestled into a ball and read emails with Lin Yi .

However, Mao, who had calmed down, immediately became angry after seeing the admission offer.

Lin Yi didn't realize it, as she scanned the screen with her fingers, the corners of her lips gradually curled up.

When he first came to this house, he felt that something was wrong, and he still had second-hand preparations. When the time came to figure things out, he could leave with nothing to worry about.

As witty as Lin Yi, who can compare?

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That night, Lin Yi cooked a very sumptuous meal, and specially cut a large plate of salmon for Sherlock, and cut it into small pieces with a fork for him to eat quickly.

But Sherlock seemed to have a bad appetite, the whole cat was listless, and his normally bright eyes had now become dull.

It looks like it is more than ten years old.

Lin Yi: Sherlock, are you uncomfortable?

Sherlock didn't make a sound, raised his paw and licked it with his small tongue.

Seeing it like that, Lin Yi suddenly felt that the food on the table had also lost its taste.He put down the knife and fork, went to the room to get Sherlock's mobile hut, and packed some other things, preparing to take Charlotte cat to the hospital for an examination.

But when he came out, the Charlotte cat that was supposed to be on the dining table was gone.

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Lin Yi searched the entire villa but did not see the Charlotte cat wearing a napkin.

He leaned against the wall and suddenly became overwhelmed.

After getting along for a period of time, he has already figured out the habits of this raccoon cat. The little thing likes to make trouble for him and can play with his temper, but he will never play the game of sudden disappearance. He goes out for a walk every night, and he always follows Lin. Take the steps you want and never miss three steps.

And now, it's gone.

Lin Yi forced himself to calm down, and immediately took his wallet and keys out of the gate. He wanted to contact the company's people to look for it together, but then he thought, a palm-sized cat is determined to disappear in the vast city, where can you go? try to find?

He gritted his back molars and called Sherlock's name over and over again, calling all the way from the desolate villa area, and two cats appeared halfway, but they were not his Sherlock.

It's not that he will play tricks and comfort him, that he will sleep next to Sherlock...

Lin Yi covered her eyes, and a huge loss rose in her heart, as if a piece of flesh had been gouged out, bleeding from the pain.

Sherlock... where have you been...

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The prolonged yelling made Lin Yi feel that his brain was extremely hypoxic, and his whole body began to groggy. In addition, it was getting late and the front was dim. Lin Yi's throat was filled with a sweet smell of iron. Go down, press your throat and continue to shout.

Behind him, a car drove up from the winding road. The fat man smelled of alcohol and was still humming a ditty to flirt with the scantily dressed woman in the co-pilot. Lin Yi.

The man let out a lascivious laugh, and touched the woman's chest with his free hand. The woman smiled shyly, and told him to stop making trouble if she wanted to refuse.

The car is getting closer and closer to Lin Yi...

20 meters, ten meters!

Five meters!

The woman looked up in the gap, saw that the car was about to hit someone, and screamed, the man came back to his senses, and slammed the horn in fright.

Lin Yi turned his head dully, only to feel that the sudden lights of the car blinded his eyes.

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Lin Yi: Sherlock, I have a sore throat.

Sherlock: Actually, I can make you hurt and happy.

Lin Yi:? ? ?