Breeding Manual of Cat Movie King

Qiao Ze was stroking the cat, saddened by the 1 yuan, when the phone on the table suddenly started vibrating.

Qiao Ze picked up the phone, and when he saw the caller, his eyes slowly froze.

He lowered his eyes, hesitated for two seconds with his fingertips on the screen, and finally tapped the answer button lightly.

"Hey."

On the opposite side is a female voice with a gentle voice, but it sounds a little old:

"Choose."

When Qiao Ze heard this familiar yet unfamiliar address, his throat suddenly became stuck, as if something sticky stuck to his throat.

He opened his mouth slightly, but couldn't say anything, his throat rolled up and down, and he spoke with difficulty:

"what's up."

The tone on the other side was still gentle, mixed with a bit of concealed flattery:

"Zeze, have you received the clothes I sent you back from abroad? I saw the latest weather forecast and it said that the weather in China is cooling down, so I sent you some shirts."

After finishing speaking, the other side hastily added:

"I asked you Uncle Chen to design the high-end clothes specially designed by a designer. The styles are very beautiful."

Qiao Ze lowered his eyes slightly, tried to keep himself calm, and said:

"Thank you."

"no need."

The other side froze, poked at the sore spot by Qiao Ze's polite tone, anxious and somewhat aggrieved:

"Zeze, are you still blaming mom?"

"Mom couldn't help herself back then, so can't you put yourself in my shoes?"

Qiao Ze rubbed his brows, a little tired:

"I'm hanging up."

After finishing speaking, without waiting to talk to the other person, he hung up the phone neatly.

Qiao Ze threw the phone on the table, slowly curled up, hugged himself with both hands, and buried his head in his arms.

The phone fell with a bang, which made the cat under its feet tremble in fright. It raised its blue innocent eyes and looked at Qiao Ze.

Perhaps he had never seen Qiao Ze like this before, Mao Mao meowed cowardly, and rubbed Qiao Ze's trousers.

Qiao Ze maintained this posture without moving.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and there was only silent darkness in the cramped space, which was gradually suppressed by the sky.

Time flows with difficulty.

In the dark night, the phone on the table rang and vibrated.

One, two.

Qiao Ze curled up in the darkness without moving.

It lasted for more than ten seconds, then hung up.

It started shaking again.

One, two.

Several times in a row.

Qiao Ze still maintained the posture of hugging himself, silent in the dark.

After a long silence.

Qiao Ze slowly raised his head and looked at the mobile phone on the table.

He stretched out his numb hand and looked at the call.

Missed calls: Bai Heng, 12 times.

Bai Heng...?

Qiao Ze was a little surprised.

The last call was two hours ago, and it is almost twelve o'clock in the morning, and I don't know if the other party is asleep or not.

He hesitated for a moment, then called back.

Surprisingly, within a second of ringing, the other party answered the phone.

It was different from usual, Bai Heng's voice was different from usual laziness, it seemed a little more anxious now.

"Hey."

Qiao Ze scratched his head, apologetically, and said in a hoarse voice:

"I'm sorry, Brother Bai, I—"

Bai Heng interrupted him, his voice sounded tense:

"I haven't answered the phone for so long, what are you doing?"

Qiao Ze rubbed his head and said:

"I, I fell asleep..."

Bai Heng: ...

Qiao Ze rubbed his sleepy eyes.

After he hung up the phone, he was in a bad mood. He was going to wait quietly and recall his tragic family past. He didn't realize that because he didn't turn on the light and it was too dark, he was in the dark, and he hadn't had time to grieve 2 minutes, fell asleep.

Qiao Ze said embarrassedly:

"Sorry."

Bai Heng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his tone softened a lot:

"fine."

Qiao Ze said:

"Mr. Bai. You haven't slept so late. What are you doing?"

Bai Heng paused, and said, "It's nothing."

waiting for your call.

Qiao Ze groaned, and said with concern: "The dark wind crew is wrapping up, you've been tired for so long, and finally have a break to rest, you'd better rest more, besides, going to bed late is not good for your health."

Bai Heng didn't reply, and asked lightly:

"Why did you go to bed so early?"

If he remembers correctly, Qiao Ze has always been a night owl cultivator, and rarely goes to bed before twelve o'clock, and often stays awake after putting himself in bed.

And it was less than nine o'clock when I called.

sleep so early?

And he could vaguely hear that Qiao Ze's voice today was not quite right, a little tranced and wandering.

Qiao Ze made a sound, and covered it up: "It's nothing, it's just... sleepy."

The other side didn't speak.

Just when Qiao Ze was about to say goodbye and hang up the phone, the voice on the other side said coldly:

"where?"

???

Qiao Ze let out a cry, wondering if he was hallucinating:

"what?"

Bai Heng repeated:

"Where are you now?"

Qiao Ze was confused, but still obediently reported his coordinates:

"I'm at home, what's the matter, Mr. Bai?" The other side said in his usual cold voice:

"Stay at home."

Said and hung up the phone.

"Huh?? Hello? Hello...?"

Qiao Ze held the mobile phone and listened blankly to the "beep beep" busy tone coming from inside.

No, why tell yourself not to move...

What do you mean this.

Qiao Ze looked at the hung up phone in confusion, lost in confusion.

after an hour.

Qiao Ze curled up on the chair, looked at the clock on the wall with his arms numb, and wondered if he could get better.

There was a hasty knock on the door.

Qiao Ze jumped up, ran to the door and opened it.

Bai Heng stood quietly in front of the door, his breath was a little short of breath because he was too hurried.

He raised his eyes and looked at Qiao Ze.

Qiao Ze was a little surprised, he didn't expect Bai Heng to come.

For a moment, the two of them looked at each other in silence, and it was Bai Heng who broke the silence first:

"What are you doing?"

Qiao Ze scratched his head blankly, and said honestly, "Curl up on the chair."

Bai Heng frowned:

"Curled up for an hour?"

Qiao Zeen made a sound, sniffed and said:

"Didn't you tell me not to move?"

Bai Heng: ...

He glanced at Qiao Ze lightly:

"Then you are very good."

Qiao Ze scratched his ears, wondering why this sounded so strange.

Qiao Ze stopped talking, Bai Heng didn't speak, and the two of them fell into silence again.

Bai Heng glanced at Qiao Ze lightly.

Qiao Ze didn't talk much today, and he wasn't like usual. He seemed a little dazed because he was in a trance.

Bai Heng got straight to the point and said:

"what happened to you?"

Qiao Ze said, and secretly lamented Bai Heng's venomous observation in his heart. He pretended to be stupid and shook his head, pretending to be sleepy:

"I slept for a while, my head is a little dizzy."

Not much to say.

Living alone for so long, Qiao Ze has long been used to digesting his emotions alone.

Bai Heng lowered his eyes slightly.

There is probably a guess in my heart.

He used to be a cat, and when he lived with Qiao Ze, Qiao Ze would receive calls from his mother every few weeks.

But the strange thing is that Qiao Ze's attitude towards her is indifferent and cold, which is completely different from his usual temperament.

Later, with the passage of time, Bai Heng gradually learned about Qiao Ze's family situation.

Qiao Ze's parents divorced when he was in junior high school.

His mother left him alone, went abroad alone, told Qiao Ze to let him wait for her to come back, and promised to take him away, but Qiao Ze waited for four or five years with expectation.

Finally, the news came that his mother had established a new family abroad.

As for Qiao Ze's father, Qiao Ze had never called him, nor had Qiao Ze received a call from him.

Bai Heng didn't know the specific situation, but thinking about it, the relationship between the two of them would not be very good.

Otherwise, Qiao Ze wouldn't have lived alone for so many years.

I have almost no contact with my family members at all, and I am in a state of disconnection.

It's been like this for so many years.

And the apology he received was nothing more than a few phone calls that were better than nothing, and a bunch of insincere and slightly embarrassing concerns.

Now, could it be because of that woman again?

Thinking of this, Bai Heng's eyes dimmed slightly.

He reached out and grabbed Qiao Ze's wrist.

Qiao Ze is now used to the habit of Bai Heng pulling his wrist at every turn. He let Bai Heng pull him, and said:

"What's wrong? Hey, hey, where are you going, Mr. Bai?"

Bai Heng dragged him out:

"Go somewhere with me."

Qiao Ze was dragged into the car for no apparent reason.

It was almost 01:30 in the morning, and there was no one on the street.

The wind in summer night is dry and cool, without the noisy streets during the day, only silence and starry sky remain.

A silver-white vehicle drove past.

after an hour.

The car stopped firmly.

Qiao Ze unbuttoned his seat belt and got out of the car.

He looked up.

The scenery is beautiful, not like being in the city.

The sound of cicadas, cicadas and cuckoos can be heard all around. The tree-lined path extends forward, and the sky is full of stars when you look up.

Qiao Ze said in surprise:

"It's so beautiful."

It's like a paradise.

Bai Heng nodded:

"Well, I used to come here often when I was alone in a bad mood."

He grabbed Qiao Ze's wrist:

"Move forward."

The street lamps on the side of the road cast dim shadows, and the warm yellow light enveloped the two people.

The two walked slowly, silent to each other, no one spoke.

There are only the rustling cicadas and the ethereal sound of the wind passing through the trees beside the road.

Time is passing slowly drop by drop at this moment.

Qiao Ze took a deep breath of air, feeling refreshed.

A small piece of the haze in my heart was blown away.

Qiao Ze let out a breath, feeling much better:

"Cicada sings really well."

Bai Heng raised his eyes to look at Qiao Ze, and said in a cold voice:

"I'll sing for you."

Qiao Ze suspected that he was hallucinating, so he said:

"what?"

Isn't that right... The actor said he wanted to sing for himself...? ?

Qiao Ze felt that the world was magical.

Bai Hengen let out a sigh, and said with a tense corner of his mouth:

"Listen?"

Listen, my mother, how can you not listen? !

This is the actor's live scene!

Qiao Ze nodded like pounding garlic, pounding garlic hard: "Listen!"

Bai Heng lowered his eyes slightly, and whispered softly:

"Remembrance is a form of meeting.

Forgetfulness is a form of freedom."

Bai Heng's voice was cold, and the lingering English slowly flowed out of his mouth, accompanied by the humming of cicadas and the sound of wind in the background.

Qiao Ze looked sideways in surprise, looking at Bai Heng.

"Strange, the desire for certain pleasure is a part of my pain."

Familiar lyrics rang in his ears, and the song that had been worn on earphones countless times, just sang from Bai Heng's mouth.

Qiao Ze opened his mouth slightly, unbelievable, and couldn't help but froze.

The singing also stopped.

Bai Heng stopped and looked at him sideways.

Qiao Ze rolled his Adam's apple up and down, and said:

"This song... is my favorite song."

The author has something to say: I know.

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感谢在2020-05-1316:38:59~2020-05-1415:31:32期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Shantang. 1 pieces;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!