Reborn Out of Love and Murder

Wen Cheng spent a long time thinking about why Yu Linfei would kill himself.

Even though things had happened, even though Wen Cheng was the victim, he still couldn't believe that Yu Linfei killed him.

Could it be that all the pampering and gentleness are just pretense?Wen Cheng wagged his tail, feeling extremely depressed, and now he could clearly recall the pain of the dagger being inserted into his chest.

There is also the feeling that the whole body is getting cold, black spots appear in front of the eyes, and it is difficult to breathe... Wen Cheng suddenly shuddered, and he remembered the way Yu Linfei looked at him when he killed him.

Different from the cold and gentle eyes of the past, it was a kind of indifferent eyes that engraved disgust into the bone.

If he just looked at this look... Wen Cheng would never believe that the person who killed him was his lover Yu Linfei.

But the facts couldn't help him not to believe that the murderer who killed him was no one but Yu Linfei.

Well... I was killed by Yu Linfei, but who will tell him what the situation is like now? ?Did he forget to drink Mengpo soup when he was reincarnated and turned into a cat with only human memory? ?Do you dare to cheat a little more? ?With blood and tears all over his face, Wen Cheng wiped his face with his fluffy paws.

But before he finished his sorrows and sorrows, he found that his troubles came again...

"You lied to me, you lied to me." The yellow-haired little milk cat discovered Wen Cheng's conspiracy at some point, it stared at its watery blue eyes, and completely blew up: "Bad little black!! !"

"..." Wen Cheng stretched out his paw and touched the little yellow cat's head.

"Don't touch my head!!!" The little yellow cat sat beside the lying Wen Cheng, filled with righteous indignation: "You lied to me!!!"

"How did I lie to you?" Wen Cheng asked calmly.

"You lied to me to hide!! You didn't come to me again!!" The little yellow cat meowed. It seemed that Wen Cheng would not be far from crying if he kept teasing him...

"I don't have one." Wen Cheng explained, "I've been looking for you for a long time but I can't find it...so I just came back..."

"Really?" The little yellow cat asked seriously, "It's not a good cat to lie."

"Really." Wen Cheng replied firmly... He was not a cat in the first place.

"Meow~." Accepting Wen Cheng's explanation happily, the little yellow cat began to happily lick Wen Cheng's face: "Then you found me...it's my turn to find you~~~."

...still playing?Wen Cheng's face froze.

"Hurry up, hurry up~" Pushing Wen Cheng out of the mother cat's stomach with her head, the little yellow cat said happily, "Hurry up~~."

"..." Wen Cheng wept silently.

It seems that if he doesn't have fun with this little yellow cat today...he really won't be able to rest... With this realization, Wen Cheng reluctantly moved his steps and walked slowly towards the living room.

"Hey, Ermao, why did you run into the living room?" Before Wen Cheng could react, he found a hand descending from the sky and hugged himself up.

"Meow!" Held firmly in his arms, Wen Cheng raised his head to look at the person who appeared suddenly.

"Er Mao, Er Mao~" He stroked Wen Cheng's back with one hand, and held the very young Wen Cheng in his other hand, the young man's expression was very happy: "Come and call me~ call me brother~. "

...Calling you sister, Wen Cheng looked at the strange man in front of him, with veins popping out of his forehead, who will tell him what happened to the name Ermao! ! !Why did he call such a strange name... Even Xiao Hei is stronger than Er Mao! ! !

The man who picked up Wen Cheng obviously didn't know that the inner core of his cat had been replaced. He kissed Er Mao's little nose affectionately, and then said with a smile: "Aren't you unwilling to go out? Why throw it out by yourself now?" gone?"

"Meow." Wen Cheng looked deathly.

"Da Mao was sent away, are you unhappy?" He hugged Wen Cheng's forelimbs with his hands, and lifted him up in front of him. The man showed a slightly distressed expression: "Er Mao, you will be sent away in a few days... Will Ermao be even more unhappy when she is separated from Mom and Baozi?"

……Um?steamed stuffed bun?Wen Cheng was taken aback... then thought... why isn't his brother named Sanmao?Could this be the one hundred thousand cold jokes in the legend that "Li Jing gave birth to three sons, the eldest son was named Jinzha, the second son was named Muzha, and the third son was named Li Ergou..."...

"Come on, my brother will take you to eat delicious food." Seeing his cat's dead face, He Yi smiled helplessly... Although the breed of jinjila is very dull, but I have never seen it like this stay...

"Meow." Wen Cheng silently lay in He Yi's arms, allowing him to stroke his hair...Although it is awkward that he is a cat...but smooth hair...really...so comfortable Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Wen Cheng, who didn't realize that his integrity had been lost all over the place, happily showed his chin, wanting to be scratched by his master...

"Haha..." Seeing Ermao (Wen Cheng:...) acting coquettishly, He Yi's smile became even brighter. He especially likes cats. Although they are not as clingy as dogs, they can act coquettishly and show off various skills He knows everything, even if he did something wrong... he can stare at those watery eyes, making himself reluctant to even scold him.

He Yi used to raise a female silver-haired jinjila named Fei'er. Jinjila has a very docile personality, likes to be close to humans, and also loves to be clean. Since buying it back, He Yi has treated Feier like his own daughter pain.

This year Mayfair gave birth for the first time and gave birth to three kittens, one white and black, one golden and white... and one pure black.

Pure black... Looking at Ermao who was scratched and snoring in his arms, He Yi felt a little helpless. Mayfair's pedigree is fairly pure, and the one bred with him is also a golden Chinchilla, so until now He Yi also didn't understand...why did his Ermao's fur look like this?Could it be a variation?Forget it... there's nothing wrong with black...it's cute.

"Hey, Er Mao, a small dried fish." Tore off the wrapping paper, He Yi took out a small dried fish, and shook it in front of the little milk cat.

"Huh?" Some wonder why Ermao didn't grab the dried fish as eagerly as usual, He Yi patted his beloved pet on the head: "Why don't you eat it?" Could it be sick?

...How could He Yi at this time know the struggle in Wen Cheng's heart...Wen Cheng with golden eyes held his breath and looked at the little dried fish that was barely dangling in his heart...There are endless conflicts in his heart...It stands to reason that the heart is personal He should resolutely resist such an insult to his personality! !But... that dried fish looks so delicious... It doesn't matter if you take a bite... Just one bite... "Aww."

So he took a decisive bite.

When Wen Cheng bit the dried fish into his mouth, pink bubbles appeared all over his body. He crunched the delicious dried fish and turned his eyes to the person holding him without hesitation. That little bag in my hand.

"Hahaha..." Seeing Wen Cheng's shining eyes, He Yi couldn't help laughing in a good mood, and he took out a piece of dried fish with his hand again and handed it to Wen Cheng.

"Meow~" After eating the small dried fish in one bite, Wen Cheng reflexively began to lick his finger that smelled like dried fish...

"Don't lick it anymore, there is more." Finally feeling that his kitten has regained its vitality, He Yi said: "After eating this bag, it will be gone... The kitten can't eat too much, it will spoil the stomach..."

Wen Cheng didn't care so much. After he happily ate a pack of dried fish... his mood suddenly fell to the bottom... The cat that was holding the dried fish in its mouth and tried its best to please the man in front of it just now was yourself? ! !No! !This is impossible! ! !Why can't he control himself just after turning into a cat!Isn't it just a pack of dried fish...um...dried fish...so delicious...(﹃).

"Oh, don't act like a baby with me, you can't eat any more." Seeing the stars shining in Wen Cheng's eyes, He Yi knocked his nose unbearably: "When Er Mao grows up, brother will buy you a lot of them." There are a lot of small dried fish to eat, so Ermao has to eat well when he arrives at brother Yu Linfei's place, otherwise he will not grow up, and there is no small dried fish to eat!"

Hmm... You have to grow up to eat small dried fish... Wait! !As if hearing some key words, Wen Cheng's eyes widened instantly, and he looked at the man in front of him in astonishment: "Meow?"

"What's the matter?" As if he understood Wen Cheng's puzzled eyes, He Yi looked at Wen Cheng and said, "Brother Yu Linfei is very good, but Ermao can't be so naughty like at home when he gets there, he will be spanked of!"

...is he hallucinating?Wen Cheng thought dully...Yu Linfei...brother?The new owner...was sent...what? ?Wen Cheng, who finally came back to his senses, blew his hair in an instant, he jumped off He Yi's body with a meow, and staggered back to his cat's nest!

He will be given to Yu Linfei! ! !This realization made all the hairs on Wen Cheng's whole body stand on end... Is this fate? ?Even turning into a cat after death can't escape Yu Linfei? ? ?

"Ermao!!" Startled by Wen Cheng's action, He Yi hurriedly chased him in, but saw Wen Cheng buried his head under the mother cat's belly, trembling as if terrified.

...He can't understand his own words, can he?This idea suddenly popped into his head, He Yi looked at the sleeping Fei'er and Er Mao lying next to him, and said helplessly, "Er Mao...do you not want to go to the new owner?"

"Meow!!" Hearing He Yi's words, Wen Cheng hurriedly stretched out his head and meowed eagerly.

...Can you really understand your own words? ?Seeing Wen Cheng's appearance, He Yi opened his eyes wide in surprise: "Er Mao, can you understand what I'm talking about?"

……nonsense.Wen Cheng lowered his head weakly.

"Okay, okay." Seeing his Ermao's listless look, He Yi felt distressed instantly. He picked up Wen Cheng and comforted him: "Let's send the buns instead of Ermao, okay?"

"Meow..." Wen Cheng wanted to wag his tail to express his happiness.

... What a strange cat. After touching Ermao's back, He Yi thought, I really shouldn't have gone so early to find an owner for my cat's son...