I woke up with eight tails

"You never really left, you are always in my heart."

"I still have love for you, and there's nothing I can do about myself."

"..."

Lou Lian listened blankly to his own voice coming out of the speaker, unable to move for a long time.

... Does this string of numbers have any other meaning besides his birthday?

No.

If not, why is it still a password?

Obviously, even the mobile phones have been changed a few times.

Could it be... Mister still has memories about him?

That's why he knew his grandparents, and that's why he still kept his birthday as a password?

--Do not.

He won't remember you.

Judging from Juhua's theory, if you exist in his memory, wouldn't it be messed up?

A voice answered in his head, clearly and surely.

Lou Lian slowly lowered his head when he heard the voice.

Either way.

He can already become a human being, so he still worries that there will be a day when the truth will not be revealed.

"mum."

Lou Lian forcibly pulled back the idea of ​​running away, put the pad on the screen, and slid down.

I can't think of any tricks, the only thing I can do is to browse Weibo to calm down.

[Ahh, hidden boy! 】

[What kind of peerless cutie is this! ! 】

[The little fox who can't grow a cat's tail in the fitting room and dress up as a beckoning cat is not a good singer {狗头}{狗头}] [The little fox seems a little sad, what happened? {Hug}] Scroll down, and there is another one with a lot of likes.

【Cute, I want to...】

"Meow!"

——No.

Lou thought wildly.

The person he wants to date the most has no meaning at all, which round will get you.

Continue to slide down, it is the groundhog version of the repeater, he swipes back without interest, and reads the comments under the comments.

"Cat--"

Qin Fangfei's summoning voice suddenly came from the bathroom.

"!" Lou Lian hurriedly quit Weibo, jumped off the table, and rushed to the bathroom.

"Miu?"

What are you calling me for?

Qin Fangfei was wearing a long white bathrobe with a tightly tied belt, a dry hair cap on his head, and a large basin at his feet.

There is hot water in it, and it is as deep as the eye can see.

Lou Lian froze at the door, motionless.

After three seconds, start panning backwards.

"..." Qin Fangfei said helplessly, "Come here, wash the incense."

"Meow!"

I don't want to be in this big basin...!

Qin Fangfei had no choice but to catch the cat himself.

Grab it, masturbate for a while, and pour some hot water while the other person is snoring comfortably.

Step by step, boil the cat in warm water.

When Lou Lian was finally put into the water, his face was numb.

In fact, fear is the fear of "imagination". If you are really put into the water, you will not be afraid.

Sure enough, the best way to eliminate fear is to face it, and face it with a smile.

Lou Lian gradually stretched out his limbs in the water basin, and his hair was washed back and forth with both hands, and all parts were gently combed, which was super comfortable.

Several times, Qin Fangfei had actually finished washing, but seeing his cat enjoying his face, he couldn't help but "massage" for a while, and it took a long time to add up.

The water is getting cold.

When massaging his head, he carefully soaked the periphery of Qinmao's ear with water, but was surprised to find that ear trembled suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, Little Lihua opened her eyes suddenly, staring at her watery, frightened and terrified.

Qin Fangfei: "?"

Ear hurt?

Water got in?

Or ear mites?

Lou Lian realized that he had misunderstood, and turned his head stubbornly.

He didn't want to say that his ears were sensitive after being gnawed. It was so hot and humid that he almost thought...

Not to mention.

Qin Fangfei continued to wash the cat in a daze.

Afterwards, the whole process went smoothly, and Qin Maomao cooperated very well.

He even cooperates when blowing hair, without the dignified look of the past.

Qin Fangfei began to think about where Qin Maomao's ear was injured, and felt an inexplicable itching in his heart, so he couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

Lou Lian's heart skipped a beat when he saw it.

After drying the hair, the fluffy Lou Lian ran around the room, was grabbed by the husband and threw it on his lap.

Lou Lian: "?"

Qin Fangfei slowly took out a green thing that looked like a needle medicine.

Lou Lian: "!?"

No, don't, don't come here

It shouldn't be, in fact, he is so afraid of pain.

Probably seeing the expression on Qin Maomao's earth-shattering expression, Qin Fangfei broke off the top shell of Enbedo's external insect repellent, and specially explained: "It's just a drop of insect repellent, don't be afraid."

Lou Lian was dubious.

Qin Fangfei pulled away Lou Lian's collar.

"Whoaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat!"

The gesture of opening hands seemed to be familiar, and the pain of being punished by the needle in the back of the neck was vivid in my memory.

Lou Lian yelled and fled off Qin Fangfei's legs, and fled under the bed. No matter how Qin Fangfei seduced him, he would never come out after being beaten to death.

Qin Fangfei couldn't help it, so he had no choice but to throw away the one in his hand that was mostly sprinkled by the roof, and then threw a few stalks of Polygonum under the bed, then turned around and went to bed with the book he hadn't finished reading during the day.

Half a minute passed, and the left hand subconsciously stretched out to the side, but found nothing.He stared blankly at the empty pillow, and put his hand under the quilt as if waking up.

Pressed down, trembling a little.

Qin Fangfei squeezed the book harder and harder, his knuckles bulged.

The positive, simple and easy-to-understand content in the book, but after reading it once at the moment, it can't enter my mind at all. I know every word, but I can't form a complete fragment.

Rereading it over and over again will only aggravate the irritability.

In the end, he simply threw the book aside, took a deep breath, closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Suddenly there was a dragon rustling under the bed.

A feeling of lightness came from the side, Qin Fangfei opened his eyes a little, and saw the little raccoon shyly jumped onto the bed with a wet stalk in his mouth.

Lou Lian first looked at the book "dropped" on the bed, and then at the gentleman who seemed to be falling asleep, scratching his head with his paws.

——You can’t just sit and fall asleep like this, you’ll catch a cold.

But it must be very uncomfortable to be called up just after waking up. Lou Lian wanted to wake up Mr., but he couldn't bear it.

He struggled to bite a few mouthfuls of Mutian Polygonum, and kept telling himself in his heart: "When I count to ten, I will definitely push Mr. to wake up."

One, two... ten.

Forget 20, if you sleep for [-] seconds longer, you won't catch a cold.

……

3 minute later.

Qin Fangfei opened his eyes, put the little cat demon who had been sleeping unknowingly, and quietly got up, turned off the light and pulled the quilt.

One night, one person and one cat all slept soundly.

As time goes by, the lights of hundreds of houses are gradually extinguished, and people go to sleep.

Night is a time that does not belong to humans.

——But something is quietly changing, invading everyone's mind, and modifying everything in the world.

The next day, Qin Fangfei was woken up by a series of fatal calls from his mobile phone.

Seeing that it was a call from the manager, he quickly answered it.

The scream of the strong manager Lang Huan, which was rarely heard in a thousand years, came from it: "The Best Actor! My Great Actor! What the hell are you doing? Are you drunk, blindly reading Weibo and giving random likes!?"

Qin Fangfei: "?"

"... There were two hot topics in Xiaolou yesterday, have you seen them?"

Qin Fangfei was confused: "Small building?"

Who?

Lang Huan was about to collapse: "No, it's not important for him to be on the trending list, I can make him a trending list even if the character isn't trending - the problem is, why are you just making fun of it, Jun

"..."

The familiar "sense of derailment from the world" came again, but Qin Fangfei just smoked a cigarette and was already used to it.

He first lit up the cigarette quickly, took a deep breath calmly, and asked in a calm tone, "Did I do anything yesterday?"

"You do not know?"

"I do not know."

"Okay, let me tell you," Lang Huan seemed to have calmed down a lot after being led, "You liked a hot comment under Xiaolou's hot search—do you know what the hot search is about?"

"Ok?"

Lang Huan let out a "huh" and slowly spit out four words: "Yes, love. Think, day."

"..."

Lang Huan continued to bomb. "At three o'clock in the middle of the night, the whole team got up and worked overtime overnight to make an announcement, press new hot searches and press public opinion, just because of your crap. You better tell me now that you are slippery, not real. What are your plans for him?"

"...It's hand slipping."

"Okay, then I'm relieved." Lang Huan's voice suddenly collapsed.

Amid the smog, Qin Fangfei exhaled again, seemingly casually saying, "Xiaolou...how is it lately?"

He thought that the way of asking this cliché was impeccable, but the other side was silent for a long time.

Lang Huan used a very cautious voice: "Fang Fei, are you still taking medicine recently? Your body is the most important thing, if—"

Qin Fangfei interrupted directly: "I'm eating, my memory is really not very good recently, Sister Lang, just tell me, who is 'Xiaolou'?"

"Xiaolou... his full name is Lou Lian, and he is also an artist under Yunsheng Media." Lang Huan's voice hesitated, "but you never called him that, and the coffee is different, and you haven't even spoken to him a few times. .”

"If you really want to say it, you always call him 'Junior Brother Lou'."

Hearing this, Qin Fangfei narrowed his eyes, his eyes were dark, and the smoke spewed on the screen of the mobile phone.

The other person seemed to guess what was going on here, and waited patiently without speaking.

After a while, Qin Fangfei said, "'Junior Brother Lou'."

Lang Huan said: "Yes."

Qin Fangfei asked softly: "Then Sister Lang, who is the artist under 'Lin Lang'? My memory is a bit messed up."

"Lin Lang?"

"Correct."

"Who is that?"

"..."

The author has something to say: Mr.: ?

Lang Huan:? ?

Lou Lian:? ? ?

Orange Blossom: Hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee hee peerless feline talent.