lonely city, lonely love

Gu Anfeng's voice was a little sharp, as if he was afraid of what the other party would say next, his pupils shrank violently, his vocal cords were trembling, and his voice rose violently uncontrollably.

"Because you're drunk, I have no choice but to say what you want." He defended himself in a panic, but he was as flustered as if he had been exposed in his heart.

The smile froze for a moment, the dark eyes were full of strong anger, and the voice came out from between the teeth, revealing a frightening coldness: "Say it again."

"I just don't want you to make trouble. You were drunk, last night." Gu Anfeng lowered his head, staring at the ugly slippers, with a firm tone, not knowing who he was explaining to.The heart was beating wildly, and every time it twitched the main artery, followed by pain from the nerve endings.Every beat of the heart hurts.

He violently threw the magazine in his hand out, and at some corner, there was a violent collision sound. Finally, the vase fell and shattered on the ground.

Gu Anfeng was startled and stared at Sheng Xilan, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Have you looked at my phone?" His tone was cloudy, but his gnashing of teeth was really ferocious.

Gu Anfeng nodded and shook his mouth: "I just saw the phone, but nothing else. I also guessed that you had a fight, but you couldn't answer the phone, I'm afraid you might misunderstand it even further."

"What misunderstanding?" Sheng Xilan laughed, the chill on his lips bloomed, like the harshness of winter, and slowly restrained his anger, but he became the strange, polite and indifferent Sheng Xilan who met for the first time, "Misunderstanding me and Do you? You seem to think too highly of yourself, don't you?"

One sentence made Gu Anfeng's blood condense all over his body, as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, shivering not because of the cold, but because of an instinctive reaction.

A mocking smile slowly rose, and the voice was alienated: "I just think it's better not to answer the phone than to let someone else answer the phone."

With a look of thinking for himself, Sheng Xilan wished he could strangle him to death.In the end, he got up slowly and began to tidy up the debris, and saw the frightened little milk cat at a glance.Her lips twitched: "It turned out to be a cat who doesn't know anything, it's really a waste."

A pun, Gu Anfeng heard the ear-piercing, dare not speak, looking at the tall and straight back, there are some wrinkles on the home clothes, the movements are stiff, it seems that the whole body is full of anger.

So, is it okay to be that angry because you didn't get your girlfriend's call in time?

Gu Anfeng stood motionless at the door with his neck stiff, and finally turned around and left, closing the door shockingly.

As soon as the door was closed, Sheng Xilan threw away the broom in his hand viciously, and sat on the sofa angrily, his dark eyes were filled with anger, and there was a chill in the depths, rolling over.

"Meow!" The little milk cat called softly, the sound of milk echoed in this quiet living room, and I don't know where the little guy got the strength to climb out of the fence and came to Sheng Xilan's feet At the side, pulling and pulling, raising his bulging little head, he called out to Sheng Xilan, calling out one after another.

In the end, he picked up the little cat, and gently fiddled with the little cat's head with his good-looking fingers, causing the little guy to play happily, and even stretched out his little tongue to lick his fingertips.Warm and moist.

"What are you doing?" Sheng Xilan raised his eyebrows, looked at the little kitten in his hand, and said helplessly, "Do you think acting like a baby is useful? Do you know that I'm really angry?"

The little milk cat folded its ears and looked at Sheng Xilan half-understood. Its round eyes shone with royal blue light. It seemed that it was because of its blood. Although it was only three months old, the little steamed bun had all the qualities that a noble cat should have. Possessed habits, such as carrying out elegance to the end all the time.

"Aim." Stretched out its furry paws, gently pawed at the fingers, touched them curiously, and then retracted them immediately, and so on, and finally the kitty started playing happily.

Seeing the innocent look of the little milk cat in his arms, Sheng Xilan sighed, picked up the little one, and went out: "Let's go, go find your mommy."

When I went downstairs, the streets were empty, and I didn't know where to find someone for a while.I couldn't help but stood there stunned, and the kitten in my hand let out a soft cry.

"What are you doing?" Gu Anfeng was carrying a lot of things in his hands, and he was wearing Sheng Xilan's clothes, some of which were too big, so he looked even thinner.Seeing the little milk cat in Sheng Xilan's hand, his eyes changed, and finally he lowered his head. The joy of meeting him gradually turned into disappointment.

He took the cat out for a walk, not to see you at all.

Such a cognition surrounds the chest, stuffy, sour, and inexplicably bitter.The corners of the mouth were also suppressed and couldn't rise up.

"What are you doing?" The originally agitated heart returned to calm. He glanced at the bag in Gu Anfeng's hand, handed the cat in his arms to him as a matter of course, and then took the bag from Gu Anfeng's hand.

The movements are skillful, as if they have been done countless times.

Probably it was practiced by my girlfriend.

I don't know why Gu Anfeng, who doesn't think wildly, is extra sensitive today, every movement is affecting the peripheral nerves, and every time he thinks of a lot of things.

Shaking his head, he shook off such weird thoughts from his mind, looked at the little milk cat in his arms, rubbed his arm obediently, and let out a meowing sound.

Looking at the things in the bag, more than half of them are for drinking, and some are for breakfast.It turned out that I didn't leave but went shopping.The last bit of anger just disappeared.Holding the bag, he couldn't help laughing when he saw the boy holding the kitten and staring blankly at the kitten.

"Go back." Sheng Xilan said, wanting to take out a cigarette, but Gu Anfeng immediately grabbed the little milk cat and avoided it in disgust.With the cigarette in his mouth, seeing the other party's reaction, he couldn't help laughing, took the cigarette down, and obediently followed behind him upstairs.

"Bread is not my favorite brand." Sheng Xilan looked at the bag and frowned and started talking, "How can the milk not be from Devondale?"

Gu Anfeng shot over fiercely, his eyes were very dissatisfied.Know that these things are already expensive for your near penniless self?Who will give you those things that cost nearly a hundred per gram?

Sheng Xilan looked at the other party's appearance and said nothing. He happily ate the toast and teased the cat, completely forgetting about the missed call.