Once a cat is played by friends

Tan Jinghe hurried into the house in a cold suit.

As soon as he entered the door, the flickering candle in his heart suddenly dimmed.

In the past few days, he always rushes home whenever he has free time, for fear of missing some of Shen Hua's waking time.During the journey, even if there is anxiety and worry in the middle of anxiety, there is a little bright hope after all.

...Maybe there is a sleek black cat lying lazily in the entrance, waiting for him to come home?As soon as he opened the door, he would quickly and briskly pounce on him, put his head on his shoulder and roll, and the breath he exhaled was a cloud of warm smoke.

It's a pity that as soon as he opened the door and faced the desolate and silent air in the room, he knew that this fantasy was probably just a fantasy.

But Tan Jinghe really wanted to sit with Shen Hua, read his trivial thoughts word by word, and then tell him what he encountered, felt, thought, and thought word by word.

You said that the willows sprouted new buds, so I will tell you that today, the lingering spring breeze rolled up a broken pear flower and landed on my hand.

The petals are soft, tender and fragrant.

I want to see a pear tree in full bloom with you some other day, so that you can also smell the fragrance of the garden.

Tan Jinghe took out the wrinkled flower from his pocket and sniffed it lightly.

The flower had been dropped for several hours, and Tan Jinghe didn't keep it carefully, so it was naturally beyond recognition.

... But when you smell it carefully, there still seems to be a faint fragrance, unyieldingly proclaiming that it has been softly blooming before.

Tan Jinghe put the whole flower under Shen Hua's nose, hoping that he would wake up early, so that he might be able to smell the unfinished fragrance and touch the remaining moisture in the petals.

A breath of fresh air from across the window.

His hopes all the way in a hurry fell through, and he didn't want to do business for a while, he just wanted to make some messy pranks to perfuse this period of depressed mood, so as to pretend that nothing had happened.

So Tan Jinghe rubbed Shen Hua upside down, stroked left and right as he wanted, and rubbed his whole body into a mess.

Tan Jinghe took a few steps back in satisfaction, looked over from a distance, and found that Shen Hua looked so chubby, and at first glance he was quite angry.

He just showed a little miserly smile.

Tan Jinghe looked at the much rounder Shen Hua for a long time before turning back to turn on the computer.

From the first moment he entered the house, he wanted to read the letter Shen Hua left for him, he wanted it very much.

But Shen Hua has been sleeping for such a long time, if he finished reading it at the beginning, what would happen?

I had no choice but to hold back my longing, and go through everything I had and what I didn't, until the joy that spread in my heart could no longer be suppressed, and I overturned the prohibition of "save the good things for the end", and commanded Tan Jinghe to do whatever he wanted without scruple.

However, after Tan Jinghe read the left letter over and over again, the culprit who urged him to ignore it would hide helplessly again, and once again enshrined the phrase "save the good things for last" as an imperial decree.

His joy was so cowardly and fickle, he was easily swayed by Shen Hua.

Tan Jinghe wrapped this short miscellaneous note with a heavy gift box and luxurious ribbon with anticipation and restraint, so that the heart hidden between the lines is sweet and long-lasting enough, so that he can rely on this little joy to survive the empty space. the silence.

But when he finally made up his mind, he carefully unwrapped the exquisite package like a sneaky little glutton who deceived himself and said "I only eat one", only to find that the velvet was empty.

The little ghost suddenly discovered that among the countless "ones" he ate yesterday, the last one had been quietly included.He can no longer reach out to grab the candy furtively, while talking in a panic, just one, one.

Wayward opportunities have run out.

"Shen Hua didn't leave a letter." Tan Jinghe thought calmly.

Then Tan Jinghe blinked slowly, and caught today's date out of the corner of his eye.

He was surprised that he could see so clearly.

The date of Shen Hua's last letter had long been remembered by Tan Jinghe, but he looked it up again as if he didn't believe in evil.

The addition and subtraction of two-digit numbers was so simple that he didn't even have a chance to doubt it.

Sure enough, four days have passed.

The longest time Shen Hua lost consciousness before was two and a half days, even counting the continuous growth, it would not last as long as four days.So Tan Jinghe rushed like a fire, because this is the time he should be awake.

Even if he missed everything, Tan Jinghe was so certain that there would be a piece of love letter lying in the computer.

He thought he would receive a signal of peace.

In the next two days, Tan Jinghe stretched out his hand suddenly to check Shen Hua's body temperature from time to time, until his cold hand touched a faint and constant temperature, he dared to breathe a sigh of relief with lingering fear.

This dreadful day lasted until the evening of the sixth day.

The lights were dimmed quietly, and the half-drawn curtains separated the already weak light, making the room dim.

Tan Jinghe sat on the bed, staring blankly at Shen Hua who was sitting on the bedside table.

His waist was straight, but his head was slumped.

The sleeping cat nestled there peacefully. In his blurred vision, there was a mass of rough shadows that blended silently into the dark night.

It wasn't until the shadow twitched suddenly that it seemed to shrink back, and then it broke free from the stagnant darkness.

Become a living creature with a soul again.

Tan Jinghe watched Shen Hua raise his head, and the drooping tail finally swayed in the humid air again.

For a moment he was almost in tears.

Tan Jinghe took a low breath and stretched out his hand.It wasn't until he felt the furry head under his hand move slightly that his straight back finally collapsed.

He thought: "Alive. Great."

Tan Jinghe was afraid that Shen Hua was still recovering after waking up, so he didn't do much after confirming it, but just stared intently.

However, this time Shen Hua was much more energetic than before, he lowered his head and took a few sips of the water that Tan Jinghe put aside, and then lightly jumped onto Tan Jinghe's lap.

Shen Hua put his head against Tan Jinghe's hand, and gently rubbed against him bit by bit.

Tan Jinghe said: "You have slept for six days. I am very worried about you."

Shen Hua meowed softly, and said to himself, I know everything.

I know everything you do.

Whose hand caresses my hair, the petals pass over the fragrance of the nose, the light from prosperity to decline, the door opens and closes.

I know your departure and return, your expectation and disappointment, your persistence and fear.

It's just that I can't do anything.

After Tan Jinghe finished this sentence, he stopped talking and let Shen Hua do the talking.

The blood in his whole body seemed to be rushing to the limbs and bones, and the cold hands gradually returned to warmth.

After Tan Jing and his palms were sweating a little, Shen Hua nodded with satisfaction and began to explain the whole story.

"I've been awake for four days," he said.

During these four days, he could hear, smell, and feel, but he could not see, speak, or move.Shen Hua knew the flickering of light and the passing of time, and he also wondered uncomfortably whether this was the end, and everything would end up in darkness.

But in the end, he just sniffed Tan Jinghe's smell in the silence.

Then facing the dim light, he opened his eyes.

The shriveled flower maintained its blooming appearance, withered in the thick depression.

In the distance, the twilight is all together, and the twilight gently gathers an inch of the helpless Qinghui.

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Will update irregularly tomorrow.