The enemy is catnip and I am a cat how to break [Entertainment circle]

Of course Kan Ze couldn't have cubs, and neither could Si Jing.Jiaolong thought about the sentence just now several times, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong, "No, isn't your race a mother cat that gives birth to cubs?"

Si Jing looked at him and felt that Erha had kicked his head, "Yes."

"That--"

Then you can just find a female cat, why can't you have cubs?

Si Jing was annoyed, "It's because I belong to the public, so I can't have children!"

Jiaolong was completely stunned by him, and couldn't hold back a word for a while.Finally, he glanced at the time and frowned, "It's almost time for the second time."

It was already seven o'clock in the evening.

Si Jing hummed.

Jiaolong asked: "Where are you going to live?"

Where?

Si Jing thought for a while, put his hands in his pockets, stood up, and said, "I'll go home."

He drove here by himself, and Jiaolong didn't have a driver's license, so he couldn't send it.Knowing that he would be able to get home before twelve o'clock, she told him a few words and asked, "Do you want me to accompany you?"

Si Jing looked at him as if he was looking at a pervert.

"Why are you with me?"

The old father Jiaolong worriedly grew horns from his hair, "In case you will cry when the time comes."

Si Jing stopped in his tracks, turned his head in disbelief and asked him, "When did I cry?"

"Cubs can cry."

Jiaolong took it for granted.

Si Jing almost kicked him.

But I'm not a cub!

I'm already several dozen years old, and I'm a top dog in the circle of serious cats!I'm the only one who makes others cry, how can I cry myself?

Jiaolong couldn't resist him, so he had to let him go.Si Jing sat in the car alone, put on his mask, and raised the windows of the car, at least he still had the consciousness of being a popular trafficker.He drove back along the familiar road, the orange street lights were on all the way, and Si Jing's silver car merged into the brightly lit sea of ​​cars.

It has only been two years since he got his driver's license, and Si Jing is not considered an old driver.Passing through an intersection with not much traffic, he put his hands on the steering wheel and stared ahead. When he saw the green light, he released the brake and stepped on the accelerator. However, the moment the vehicle sped out, he faintly felt that the car passed by. What.

It was a dark shadow.

Si Jing slammed on the brakes hard, stopped the car, and hurriedly got out of the car to check.

There was a black shadow lying on the ground, hidden in the shadow of the car, it was impossible to tell what it was.Afraid that he might bump into a cat or dog crossing the road, Si Jing squatted down beside it, turned on the flashlight, and shone it on the ground.

As soon as the flashlight flickered, he seemed to have stepped into the clouds and couldn't see anything clearly.

When he struggled to open his eyes again, he was lying next to the garbage dump.The sewage was flowing, and the smell was quite unpleasant. It was hard to tell which family's meat was rotten inside. A few flies were circling around his position. Si Jing lowered his head and saw his legs.

That leg is even shorter than it is now, only a fat short section, and the fluff on it is also thin, immature, and fluffy, far less smooth than it is now.He seemed to be injured, and at this moment, the piercing pain spread down his hind legs, and his hair was covered with blood stains.Only then did he realize that the rotten smell just now was nothing but a wound on his leg.

...Damn it.

Who hit me?

Si Jing struggled to stand up, and became even angrier.Who has the guts to not only beat him, but also throw him in this ghostly place?

Never heard of his reputation or what?

He tried to mobilize the strength in his body, but he was surprised to find that it was empty inside. He could only see this filthy garbage dump with a small piece of bone next to it, as if he had just dug it out by himself.Si Jing has a little habit of being clean, so he stumbled forward, trying to stay away from this place.

There is a carriage parked not far away.Si Jing looked around in amazement, guessing which crew was filming here?

Otherwise, it's been so many years, how can there be such things as carriages?

He barely walked a few steps, and saw the people inside got out of the car, still holding something in their arms.

It was a kitten, with snow-white fur all over its body, and a big fluffy tail wagging from side to side. It was quite beautiful, and it was purer than Si Jing's own fur.The young lady who was holding it showed her delicate embroidered shoes, and was helped to step on the pedals of the bicycle, and stepped down carefully.

"This is really beautiful," he heard someone boast, "better than the previous one..."

The lady pursed her lips and smiled.Si Jing saw her side face clearly, and suddenly pricked up his ears.

--is her.

He took two small steps forward and stared intently.

is her!

He just looked up, vaguely aware of something.

This was his first home back then.But now, his first owner is holding his new favorite, with the same love in his eyes as before.The girl serving next to him asked, "Miss, do you still have a name for this one?"

"Get up," said the young lady, "how can you not get up?"

She rubbed her new favorite's head with her hands, frowned, and thought slowly.In the end, he said: "It's too troublesome to think of another one. Why don't you use the previous name, let's call it Andre."

The cat was held in his arms, and his slender fingers teased its chin.Someone called softly, "Andre, Andre?"

"..."

Si Jing's throat suddenly became sore.He didn't listen to the name that was the same as his own, and turned his head to walk back, but some unknown force locked his legs firmly, making him unable to move even for a moment.The cat in sight put on the small shoes he had used and was wrapped in the same cloth towel, only revealing a pair of blue eyes.

And he was dusty, more like a mouse dragging its tail.

Si Jing stared at it for a long time, then suddenly shook his ears, as if he was laughing.

He didn't know the purpose of the thing that trapped him in this time, but if he wanted to use this to stimulate him-it would be too ridiculous.

Self-pity?Self-pity?

What are you kidding.If these two words can fall on Si Jing, it will be hell.

Si Jing has always believed in another saying, repay grievances for grievances, and revenge for revenge.

Anyway, it was just a dream, so Si Jing simply rushed up aggressively, biting the hem of his skirt and kicking vigorously: I let you throw me, let you throw me, you dare to throw me wherever you have the guts!

If you have the ability to throw me away, don't take me home to raise me back then!

If you have the ability to stop me, don't bother other cats!

You heartless Twoleg!

All the dirt on the hair rubbed against the young lady's skirt. The young lady screamed and jumped up suddenly. The person beside her took a broom and hurriedly waved towards Si Jing. With his hind legs, he put a layer of soil on the uppers of the young lady's shoes, like a cat burying its own mysterious treasure.

This stinky smell needs to be buried.

have to be buried.

He buried his head and scratched the dirt, and when those people became anxious, they bent down to catch him, and then he fled limping through the gap between his legs.Zheng was overwhelmed with joy and was about to throw some dead mice at the door of the room, but suddenly a dull pain hit the back of his head, Si Jing's legs went limp, and he almost knelt down.

……It's time.

He didn't know how long he had been trapped in this illusion, and now, the second punishment from heaven had come.

Pain poured in from all four limbs crazily, washing every blood vessel, as if a thin needle had been inserted into the pores, and he had to tear off the skin to relieve it, which drove him almost mad pain.

With blood red in front of his eyes, Si Jing lay prone on the ground, unable to even utter a sound.

The last thought was Kan Ze.

He hasn't come home for such a long time, and the six gods in human form, I'm afraid he will be worried?

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The oil was boiling hot, and Kan Ze threw the small yellow croaker out of the pan, until it was fried golden and crispy.He arranged the dishes for the evening, and then tore off the apron strap with his bony hands, and put the apron full of cats on the back of the chair.

It was nine o'clock in the evening.

Before leaving, Si Jing swore to him that he would be home before eight o'clock.It was an hour late now, Kan Ze frowned, feeling a little uneasy.

Scattered pots on the balcony and kept shaking the leaves, as if accusing: Who told you to allow him to go out by himself?

Kan Ze pursed his thin lips slightly.

He knew Si Jing's temper well.Free and undisciplined, he doesn't like to be confined too much. Kan Ze still wants to keep the kitten by his side, and prepares to live his whole life. Naturally, he will not go against his temper. If it's reversed, I'm afraid it will explode in minutes.

He loves Si Jing, and he doesn't want to tie him down too much.Just to see an old friend, without too much interference.

Beating the flower pots with leaves in separate pots was heartbreaking.

I have long said that the dragon is not a good thing!

What does he want to do if he hasn't released it so late?Is he trying to abduct our cat?

Kan Ze ignored his sudden convulsions, took the car keys and went downstairs.On the way, he made a phone call with the Monster Tavern.

"Si Jing?" The fox on the other end was at a loss, "It's gone, it's been a long time... what time is it?"

He turned his head to confirm with Jiaolong respectfully.Jiaolong looked at Peppa Pig on TV without turning his head, and said, "Seven o'clock."

Kan Ze's brows were furrowed even tighter, and he searched carefully along the road to the tavern. He searched back and forth three or four times. After searching for several hours, he gave off his own smell, and finally heard a voice under the bushes by the roadside. A low whimper.He stepped forward a few steps, and carefully lifted the fallen leaves on the ground, only to see the kitten, only Si Jing, the size of a palm, was lying curled up on the wet soil, his whole body was twitching, and his opened eyes were blood red , as if covered with a layer of blood-colored mist.

It hurts too much.

No matter how many times you try, this kind of pain can destroy a person; even a demon with a will of steel can still be defeated by such pain.Si Jing's hind legs twitched, his eyes widened in a daze, he didn't know what he saw, and he revealed a fierce light.

kill him!

In the illusion, he raised the knife high and put it on the man's neck again.

These things should be killed, all of them must be killed——

Everything in front of him was covered with a bleak color of blood. The sky, this place, and this person seemed to be beasts with their mouths wide open, ferociously trying to swallow him up.The pain was boundless, but in this chaos, he smelled another breath.

familiar……

Like a gentle hand, all of his irritability and insecurity were ironed out at once.Someone hugged him tightly, stroking his hair one by one, the voice was clearly not loud, but it seemed to have a powerful force that penetrated everything, and suddenly plunged into his drowsy mind.

"Little flower!"

The body was shaken repeatedly and softly coaxed.

"Little flower..."

Si Jing opened his mouth in pain, and subconsciously bit something, like a human arm.The owner of the arm did not hide, but moved the piece of skin closer to his mouth, allowing him to pierce his sharp teeth in. The temperature did not disappear, but the painful and convulsive tendons seemed to be smoothed , Countless stems and leaves came out from the man's sleeves, weaving into a dense net, the kitten lay on the net, biting the man's hand, and tasted the slightly astringent smell of blood.

Fishy, ​​but sweet.The smell was like a soothing agent, slowly drowning out the pain.The convulsion gradually receded, the man seemed to have noticed something, paused, and slammed the other arm, squeezed out the blood, and fed it into his mouth little by little.

The kitty's mouth trembled slightly, and a small patch of blood stained his nose.Kan Ze hugged him, but his heart was beating even harder.

If it was the last time he saw it, he didn't know what it was; now, he already understands.

Only in spring, once a month, starting at midnight—

This is God's punishment.

How could Ke Sijing be punished by God?

His heart was beating like a drum, he lowered his head again, and looked seriously at the kitten's appearance—milk tea-colored fur, beautiful olive-blue eyes, round and big, only a little orange on the tail, When raised high, it looks like an upside-down exclamation mark.

He had thought countless times that this appearance really resembled Xiao Hua back then.He also thought that it would be better if Si Jing wasn't that cat; after all, he would rather that Si Jing never suffered from the pain back then.He hoped that Si Jing would be born with thousands of dotes on him, to be held and protected, to be safe and sound, to have a smooth journey, and to always be able to blow up his hair arrogantly at others.

...But what if he was Xiao Hua back then?

What if this resemblance is not accidental, but inevitable?

Kan Ze had never thought about it before. He knew that Xiaohua was just an ordinary cat. Although she had opened her spiritual aperture, she didn't have the time to become a demon.All these years, he always believed that Xiao Hua must have died in the artillery fire that year.

An immature cat that only wants revenge will be devoured by the war.

But at this moment when Si Jing was connected with Jiaolong, he vaguely realized something; perhaps Si Jing did not become a master alone, but borrowed Jiaolong's cultivation base, and it is not impossible to become a master in a short period of time.

……

and many more.

Kan Ze's thought suddenly stopped.

Secretary King.

Before that, he had never thought about these two words carefully.Looking back now, the villagers who raised Xiaohua at that time, their names were...

He saw those two names from the depths of his memory, and the tip of his heart suddenly trembled violently.

That couple, the man's name is Zhao Dasi, and the woman's name is Li Chunjing.

……

Can't go wrong.How can there be so many coincidences in the world?

Kan Ze's hand paused for a long time, and finally placed it on the head of the kitten in his arms.He slowly increased the strength in his hand, and couldn't tell what it was like in his heart for a moment, but his whole body seemed to be hurting along with this silly cat—he clenched one of his paws tightly, He didn't even dare to think about how sad it must have been for Si Jing to support himself all these years.

How much pain and suffering should I suffer?

Si Jing's breathing gradually calmed down, and he barely raised his eyelids, as if recognizing someone, he called out weakly.With his mouth pressed against the wound on the man's wrist, he stuck out his tongue and licked it slowly, with guilt in his eyes.

Kan Ze's lips trembled slightly, covering his forehead.

"There won't be any."

He pressed his hairy head, like an oath.

"...There will never be any more."

These, I will not let you go through a second time.

Si Jing's form was still a little unstable at the moment, and he changed into a human form in a blink of an eye, and was carried back to the car by the man.His legs were weak, his body was wrapped in Kan Ze's coat, his legs were bare, and his voice was hoarse, "What's wrong?"

Kan Ze started the car, his palms were sweating, and he reluctantly said in a low voice, "Go back first."

He carried Si Jing back, and he didn't even bother to wear a mask. Fortunately, the coat was so wide that it almost covered his body, only showing his two calves. It was completely different from when he was a cat. The lines were slender and beautiful, which attracted the praise of countless media and fans. pair of legs.Si Jing was hugged by him, feeling vaguely uncomfortable, and kicked him, "My clothes..."

"It's all gone."

Kan Ze firmly held his ankle, not allowing him to move any further, "Hold him well."

Si Jing wrapped his hands awkwardly around his neck, feeling that this action was an insult to his dignity as a big cat.But the smell was really good. He took two puffs, couldn't help but bury his head in it, and muttered in a low voice, "I want to sleep."

Kan Ze protected him and said, "Go back to sleep."

Si Jing fell asleep as soon as he said he would sleep, and asked Kan Ze to wipe his body in a daze, then rolled into the quilt and rubbed himself on the pillow, his extremely tired brain gave the sleep order almost immediately.Kan Ze didn't bother him any more, just sat on the bedside and watched him quietly until the sun was bright.

After waking up, the sky has changed on Weibo.Yuan Fang and Fang Yuandao called desperately, and they took turns calling on their mobile phones, but no one answered for a long time, so they simply ran over and smashed the door, anxious.Kan Ze opened the door, and the two managers looked like two door gods blocking the door. They opened their mouths and said, "What are you and Si Jing doing?"

Kan Ze raised his eyebrows, not understanding what he meant.

"My ancestor!" Fang Yuan jumped up anxiously, "Si Jing hasn't shown up for such a long time, and I don't know where the media got the news from, so I squatted downstairs for several days What the hell did you two do to be photographed like that?"

Kan Ze understood what it was from the mobile phone he handed over.Si Jing showed his legs and was hugged by him, and his clothes were still on his body. The two got off the same car. This photo can only be described as "lively and fragrant".

"Do you know what's blown up on the Internet!" Fang Yuandao rubbed his glasses vigorously, "The public relations department is dying of anxiety, you two—"

His words suddenly stuck in his throat, and he stared wide-eyed at the back of Kan Ze. Awakened by the noise, Si Jing came out in a bathrobe, fur slippers, and a little curly hair that was blown out of sleep. Impatiently, "Why is it so loud, didn't I ask for leave?"

"..."

"..."

Both managers opened their mouths wide, as if they were about to swallow two whales alive.

……

What the hell am I doing?