Interstellar cat guide

Lanken Country has just experienced a long and difficult midsummer, the air is so heavy that it presses down on the chest, and the houses made of special rocks are hot on the outside, and continue to heat up under the huge bright sun.

Every summer, the whole of Lanken is like a shining gem, not only the light hanging in the sky, but also the roads are bright, even the food becomes dazzling due to various reasons, and the only people who are downcast are its citizens.

"Dang dong lang..."

The wind chime hanging in front of the low bakery door frame shook slightly because it was pushed. Today, there is no wind, the wind chime has completely turned into a device for welcoming guests.

Tubei lazily raised her eyelids, her glossy golden hair had long since been tanned by the overheated sun, her ears drooped on both sides, and only the beard on her cheeks trembled when she saw visitors , and did not have the strength to greet guests.

The visitor was tall and handsome, and he was a foreigner who had just arrived in Lanken recently. To the Lanken people, he was the weird hairless human being in the legend, so he lived a little more comfortably in this kind of weather.

He was wearing a simple black vest, revealing his strong and full arms and deep collarbone. He combed his black hair back and bent his waist 70 degrees with difficulty when he entered the door, causing a strand of wet hair to hang in front of his eyes.He looked like he had just finished taking a bath, and whether it was sweat or wet drops on his body, he looked like a shining god in an oil painting, making the small and humble bakery even more radiant.

"Ice bread?" The man took a full look at the few breads with his eyes, so he had to ask the boss in the unfamiliar Lanken language.

The only small refrigerator in the bakery with power shortages has long since stopped working. At this time, it is hidden in the counter like a hide-and-seek child. Reluctantly, he opened the refrigerator door with his paws and took out the smaller of the two iced buns.

The round bread is like a half-thawed ice lump, with a piece of sticky creamy ice cream sandwiched in the middle. It is one of the few foods in Lanken that can relieve the heat.

"Twenty thousand water coins." Tubei Lion opened his mouth.

The [-] water coins are equivalent to [-] federal coins, but the man didn't bargain with her. He simply put the silver coin with the leopard's head on the table, picked up the bread properly, turned around and left. The heat in the house made him almost suffocate.

"Or bought it for that cute hairless man?" Tubei asked curiously, raising his leopard's tail, in a surprisingly good mood after receiving several times more money.

The man was not interested in chatting, and left the door with a cold "um".

Walking through a sun-cracked dirt road, there are no people on the road, and occasionally a rickshaw with a strange shape will drive by, bringing a little cool breeze.

Climbing up to the second floor, the wooden door was ajar, and the man bent down to go in. The person in the bathroom just came out wearing a bathrobe. When he saw the ice bread in the man's hand, his eyes lit up, and he almost rushed towards him.

"Don't eat too much, eat later."

"Understood." Mao Mi jumped onto the sofa holding the bread, watched him go to the kitchen, and hurriedly greeted him, "You come to eat too, it's too hot today."

Huo Jingchu took a cup of boiling "cold" water, raised his head and drank half of the cup, felt his throat was full of smoke, shook his head, and said with a smile: "You can eat."

Mao Mao smelled it, and rushed from the bedroom to Mao Mi at the speed of light, squatting on his knees, staring at the bread that hadn't been baked, threatening to scratch him if he didn't let him take a bite.The refrigerator squatted obediently on the side, looked at the bread pitifully, swept its tail on the ground, and stuck out its long tongue, as if it would die if it was not given to eat.

Huo Jingchu's eyes showed coldness, and he walked over a few steps, holding one indifferently in each hand, and slipped them to their respective food bowls: "Eat."

After giving the order, he looked helplessly at Mao Mi who had softened his heart: "Don't get used to them, they won't be able to eat them."

"Okay, actually, you don't have to go out and buy these for me." Mao Mi pulled the man to sit down and fanned him, "What should I do if I get sunburned?"

Huo Jingchu said no, and sat with him silently for a while, afraid that he would be tired from the wind, so he got up and walked to the window sill to water the flowers.

Under the blue sky, the flowers on the window sill look more delicate and beautiful. The petals that have been tempered for a long time are bright and beautiful at this time, as if they are fighting against the distant sun. The hotter the light, the more beautiful it grows. Now the flower pots are full of layers The petals are like a condensed small garden, just looking at it is pleasing to the eye and refreshing.

The beautiful branches and leaves stretch their bodies under the water flow, giving back to the owner's careful care with a beautiful gesture.

They have lived in Lanken for more than three months, and they just came in on the tail of spring, so they just happened to catch up with the torture-like summer here.The flowers were bought by Mao Mi near the airport on the first day of his arrival. The owner of the street stall was a thin old man who hadn’t sold a few pots of flowers all day. Mao Mi couldn’t bear it, so he picked out a pot of each It was taken.

Now under Huo Jingchu's care, he has almost completely changed from his original disheveled appearance.

Mao Mi especially likes to watch him water the flowers.

The tall man stood in front of a small window sill, his sculpted body was smeared with thick light by the sun, like a painter who adjusted countless palettes of colors and then outlined them inch by inch with a brush. His handsome facial features showed a stern look, and his hands His movements are gentle and careful, anyone who sees him wants to turn into a flower in his hand and bear his focused gaze.

So appreciating beauty has become Mao Mi's greatest interest during this time.

The lover stands in front of him every day, lively and fragrant, and there is probably no one who can not be tempted.

Action is worse than heartbeat, Mao Mi sneaked up behind him, put his arms around his thin and strong waist, buried his face on his strong back, and said in a muffled voice: "You are so hot."

Huo Jingchu's body trembled, feeling that he was clinging to him limply, the kettle almost fell off the stairs, so he gave up watering the flowers, turned around in his arms with difficulty, and picked him up again in his arms. In an instant, Mao Mi wrapped her legs around his waist.

Mao Mi's face flushed red, and he moved uncomfortably, afraid that he would fall, so he had to wrap his arms around Huo Jingchu's neck, and suddenly realized that looking down at Huo Jingchu like this was not bad.

Usually he looked up at Huo Jingchu, but now it was the man's turn to look up, Mao Mi thought it was very interesting. By the way, he also found that Huo Jingchu's eyes were a little ice-like gray when facing the light, so handsome and handsome. His heart trembled.

The two of them closed their eyes at the same time, and their lips met tacitly. The sweet cream and the cold aftertaste passed in the mouth, and turned into a sweet dream on the tip of the tongue, dyeing the hot and dry air into the aroma of roses. Around them weaves a beautiful background, even too beautiful to be real.

During the kiss, it was as if everything had turned golden, everything was sweet and soothing, but everything was illusory, only the touching of their lips and teeth was real, only the soft lips and the shy tip of the tongue were real, and a trace of sweetness filled the air. In their entanglement, the coldness of the bread gradually turned into hotness, turning their hearts into candy houses wrapped in shiny sugar wrappers. Countless candies were spilled every time they jumped, and then exploded into dazzling fireworks one by one.

Withdrew from the mouth and kissed on the lips, Huo Jingchu still wanted to continue, but was scratched by the spoiled refrigerator on his calf.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Maomao had overturned the two food bowls, and was showing his paws at him flamboyantly.

Huo Jingchu: "..."

They have only been delivered by express for a few days, and they are obviously not used to the rations here.

"I'll go buy them some other flavors." Mao Mi said helplessly, struggling to jump out of Huo Jingchu's embrace.

His arms were suddenly empty, Huo Jingchu gave the two culprits a cold look, and said, "I'll go."

"Then I'll cook." Mao Mi assigned the work immediately, and asked again, "By the way... when will the engineering team come?"

"Tomorrow afternoon." Huo Jingchu replied.

After inspecting the general situation, they applied for an engineering team and several technicians, and asked them to come to Lanken to build water conservancy projects and electric power projects, so as to improve the harsh living environment in summer according to local conditions.

They have gone to several places before, from building roads to building schools, donating countless money, and this is their purpose.

Huo Jingchu took the lead to "pit" the money of several friends and his own brother, and let them do charity together, but they didn't announce it to the public. They were doing it silently. Happy heart is enough.

The more places you visit, the more you can understand what the local people want most. Material needs, spiritual needs, dreams and reality are completely different.

For example, the poor Lanken people want sufficient electricity and water, the rich Mora people want a rich and safe life, and the remote Yiliang people want their skills to be passed down through the ages.Or... what the federal people want is just a heroic dream that ordinary people can save the world, which is called world peace for short.

"Then let's wait for them to come over and explain the matter, then we can leave." Mao Mi said reluctantly, "Next week?"

"Okay." Huo Jingchu just followed him, so it didn't matter where he went.

Mao Mi looked towards the windowsill: "But what about these flowers?"

"Give it to the mayor." Huo Jing said clearly, "He has a garden."

Mao Mi touched each flower with nostalgia, thought for a while and said, "Then you can take it along the way, his house is nearby."

"Ah."

After wrapping the flowers carefully, Huo Jingchu went out with the heavy bag.

The sun seemed to have lost the scorching heat it had been before. Huo Jingchu, under the slightly weaker light, was about to end early and relax early, and deliver the things quickly, but stopped when he walked downstairs quickly.

A little girl popped out out of nowhere, and she was only a head taller than Mao Mao who was standing up. The little leopard was wearing an obedient princess tutu skirt, with a bow with ribbons pinned to her ears, and her little paws were tightly hugging Huo Jingchu's. With long legs, a pair of big watery eyes stared at Huo Jingchu motionlessly.

Huo Jingchu looked down at her: "..."

The beautiful and cute little leopard shook its tail, and babbled something that Huo Jingchu couldn't understand.

"Big brother!"

After a while, she yelled again sweetly, and now Huo Jingchu finally understood, but his expression was still very cold, as if he was not touched at all.

Not afraid of the man's stern look, the girl wagged her ribbon-tied tail, as if she just wanted to play with this big brother she had never seen before.

After a long time, Huo Jingchu squatted down expressionlessly. He opened the bag and took out a pot of flowers.

His favorite pot of flowers.

As cute and lively as a little girl.

He gently put the flower into her arms. Although his face was still tense, the little leopard felt his soft eyes inexplicably. It was as warm as the afterglow of dusk, unobtrusive but touching.

For some reason, the little leopard secretly blushed, ran away with the flower in his arms, and waved his little paw at Huo Jingchu in the middle of the run.

Watching her figure disappear, Huo Jingchu suddenly felt something, and when he looked up, it was Mao Mi who was leaning on the window sill and looking at him.

One high and one low, the eyes suddenly met in mid-air, and Mao Mi couldn't help but smile sweetly.

His lover is really the most gentle person in the world.

Not knowing that Mao Mi was looking at him with a filter, Huo Jingchu turned his face awkwardly in his smile, and continued to walk towards the pet store. As he walked, Mao Mi's big face suddenly flashed through his mind, and then Looking around at these leopards, he was suddenly speechless: "..."

In his life, it seems that there are cats everywhere.