Can you give me the broken impermanence?

There is a good saying, misfortune comes with blessings, and blessings come with misfortunes. Xie Yu really understood this sentence today.

It was a happy thing to be held tightly by Song Qingming early in the morning, and get rid of a bastard who had been following them all the time, but in the end, Shen Lou met with bad luck, and finally turned into a black cat, hiding all the breath and getting rid of it I killed a fool, and was chased and beaten by a group of children in the street.

Annoying things followed one after another, he thought that nothing good would happen today.

However, there was a turning point, and he was about to take the kids to the alley to teach them a lesson, when he ran into Song Qingming.

And right now, he was being hugged and kissed by Song Qingming. Even if it went back a long time, Song Qingming had never kissed him so passionately.

If you know that turning into a cat can get Song Qingming to offer a kiss, he has long since ceased to be a human being!

Thinking about it, Xie Yu rested his front paw on Song Qingming's shoulder, and licked Song Qingming's face with the tip of his pink tongue.

Song Qingming laughed, and the bottom of his usually stubborn eyes began to soften.

"Are you a domestic cat? You don't bite me when I bully you like this?" Song Qingming asked.

Xie Yu thought, is this called bullying?Then this kind of bullying can come a little more, he can bear it.

Song Qingming: "Speaking of which, I still don't know whether you are a younger brother or a younger sister. It's really not good to just hug you and touch you."

As he spoke, he lifted the black cat up and looked between its hind legs.

There was a buzz in Xie Yu's mind.

This, this is too exciting!

Before Song Qingming could see clearly, Xie Yu hurriedly blocked it with his tail.

Seeing it blocked, Song Qingming laughed: "Are you shy? Well, I won't watch it."

Xie Yu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

He's not shy, it's just that... this cat is a shape he arbitrarily transformed, and it's not his own body. When he thinks of Song Qingming looking at someone else's body, he gets angry, even if it's his own cat.

Xie Yu jumped into Song Qingming's arms and meowed a few times. He wanted to say, if Song Qingming wanted to see it, after he recovered his body, Song Qingming could look at it however he wanted.

Of course Song Qingming couldn't understand what he was talking about, but thought the black cat's meowing was cute.

After playing with the cat for a while, Song Qingming suddenly remembered that he hadn't found Xie Yu yet. Seeing that the sky had turned yellow and the sun was setting, he thought to himself that maybe Xie Yu had already returned to the inn.

He put the black cat back on the ground: "I still have something to do, I have to go back."

Song Qingming stood up and turned his head to leave, but the black cat came close again, rubbing its round head against his feet, looking at him weakly and meowing.

He waved at the black cat: "I'm poor, I have nothing to eat for you."

After speaking, he strode away and never looked back.

The first thing I did when I got back to the inn was to call the waiter in the inn and ask, "Is the person who walked with me back?"

Xiao Er shook his head.

Song Qingming turned his head and looked outside the inn. The sun was about to set. Although he knew that Xie Yu was very powerful, but he hadn't come back all day, he still couldn't help wondering if something happened to Xie Yu...

"Guest officer, is this cat yours?" The waiter next to him asked, pointing at his feet.

Song Qingming followed his fingers and looked down, only to find that the black cat followed him all the way back to the inn. Seeing him looking over, it started to fawn on him again.

This... No one told him that cats are so clingy.

Song Qingming bent down to pick up the black cat, sent it to the door and put it down, then put on a straight face: "I touched you and kissed you, but I can't raise you, so don't follow me, go find someone else .”

After finishing speaking, Song Qingming turned around and ignored the black cat, but just as he took a step, the black cat rushed into the inn again.

When Xiaoer saw the black cat, he quickly stopped the black cat and picked it up: "If the cat does not belong to the guest officer, then I will take it out and deal with it. The black cat has always been vicious, and it is unlucky to dangle around the inn..."

Song Qingming's feet stopped.

Most of the people here are very tired of the black cat. When they leave the gate of the inn, there must be a group of people waiting to beat and kill it.

Just as Xiao Er was about to go out with the cat in his arms, Song Qingming snatched the black cat back, hugged it tightly in his arms and said coldly, "The cat is mine, don't worry about it."

Then, under Xiao Er's strange gaze, he carried the cat back to his room.

As soon as the door was closed, Song Qingming immediately lowered his head and was discouraged: "I have to rely on Xie Yu for food now, so why don't I ask Xie Yu to take care of your food and drink?"

The black cat tilted its head and looked cute again.

Song Qingming raised his eyebrows slightly.

This cat is cute, but occasionally there is a feeling that it is deliberately pretending to be cute for him to see.

After a while, he shook his head, feeling that his thoughts were ridiculous.

He walked to the window and sat down, put the cat aside, looked at the lower and lower sun outside the window, and sighed softly.

The black cat turned to look at him.

Song Qingming touched the top of its head: "Tell me, why hasn't Xie Yu come back yet? He won't be in any trouble, right?"

The black cat took a step towards him, then rubbed its small head against his cheek, as if to comfort him.

The corners of Song Qingming's lips were raised, but he still couldn't hide the depressed expression on his face: "He is so powerful, if he really encounters any trouble, I'm afraid I can't help him, but I... still feel a little worried about him."

He hadn't cared so much about a person for a long time, and he couldn't see that person. He ran in a panic in his empty heart, eager to fill the position vacated by that person.

"You said...won't he come back?" Song Qingming asked in a low voice.

He was afraid that if he asked too loudly, it would come true.

The black cat looked at him fixedly, without answering.

Song Qingming smiled wryly at it, and said nothing more.

Until it was completely dark outside the window, Song Qingming got up and took off his clothes, went to the bed and lay down, murmured to comfort himself: "Don't think too much, maybe when you wake up, Xie Yu will be back."

Song Qingming forced himself to close his eyes.

Seeing his uneasy appearance, the black cat jumped down from the window, walked to the side of the bed, and jumped up nimbly.

Sensing movement, Song Qingming slightly opened his eyes and asked, "Do you want to sleep beside me?"

The black cat lay down beside him, half-surrounding itself obediently with its long tail.

Song Qingming liked this cat very much, as if it could understand what he said.

Thinking, he lifted the quilt, wrapped the black cat in his arms and covered it: "Okay, let's sleep together."

After speaking, he closed his eyes again.

After a long time, feeling Song Qingming breathing evenly, the candle lamp in the room was extinguished by a sudden gust of wind.

In the dark, Xie Yu looked at Song Qingming nestled in his arms, his heartbeat slightly out of control.

They had never lay together tenderly like this before.

That's what he's always wanted, to hold him, to have endless hours to spend with him.

Xie Yu slightly exerted his arm, hugged Song Qingming tightly, kissed the top of his hair lightly, and whispered, "Qingming, do you know how serious it is for a dead person to bear the weight of a heartbeat?"

Because of the sachet next to the pillow, Song Qingming slept very deeply, the only answer to Xie Yu was the sound of breathing.

But Xie Yu didn't care whether Song Qingming answered or not, he just looked at his sleeping face and felt the entanglement of his heartbeat.

"Qingming, you are the weight of my heartbeat, so I will always be entangled with you and never be separated."

Early in the morning of the second day, Song Qingming put on his coat as soon as he woke up, and hurriedly ran to push open the door of Xie Yu's room.

But there was still no sign of Xie Yu inside.

He returned to his room in a daze, sat down and put his chin on the table, sighed and said, "Is it possible that Xie Yu doesn't want me to pay him back the money? Just ran away like this?"

The black cat walked beside him, seemingly thinking about something.

Song Qingming glanced at it: "You seem to be more anxious than me."

The black cat stopped, looked at Song Qingming and let out a cry.

He is really in a hurry.

Xie Yu really wanted to use his own identity to return to Song Qingming's side quickly, but if he didn't get rid of the net, he couldn't show up during the day, and he could only recover his body for a while at night.

If you use the identity of the black cat to tell the truth...

Thinking of Song Qingming kissing and hugging him yesterday, if he was transformed by knowing that the black cat was himself, with Song Qingming's temper, he might be so angry that he would blow up the inn.

After all, Song Qingming is a person who dares to blow up a latrine when he is in a hurry.

Xie Yu began to regret that yesterday he should not have coveted the benefits of being a cat and failed to tell the truth in time. In the current situation, Song Qingming was worried, and he dared not speak.

One person, one cat, each worrying about themselves.

There was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door, and after a while, Song Qingming's door was suddenly pulled open.

Song Qingming sat up and looked around, and saw dozens of people standing at the door, all blocking his door.

Then a strong figure swaggered out from dozens of people.

It was Cheng Zihe who kidnapped Song Qingming the day before yesterday.

Seeing Cheng Zihe, Song Qingming stood up abruptly and looked at him warily: "Cheng Zihe? What are you doing here again? As I said, I won't stay with you even if I die!"

Cheng Zihe stretched the flesh on his face, and when Song Qingming thought that this guy was going to say something harsh again, Cheng Zihe and the thugs behind him knelt down one by one like dumplings.

Song Qingming was a little dumbfounded: "You, what are you doing?!"

Cheng Zihe said with a mournful face: "Brother Immortal, please save our house! Our house is haunted!"

"Ah?" Song Qingming looked at him strangely: "Didn't the ghost be cleaned up the day before yesterday?"

Cheng Zihe shook his head: "That one was cleaned up, but there are still a few..."

Song Qingming quickly stopped him: "How many? Is your family living in a haunted den?"

Cheng Zihe knelt and took two steps forward: "Brother Immortal, I was wrong before, please help our family one more time, if this continues, my father, mother, sister, and our whole family will all be ruined! "

After speaking, he raised his head and began to cry, while approaching Song Qingming.

The black cat jumped up and grabbed Cheng Zihe's face firmly, only then stopped him from approaching.

Song Qingming quickly hugged the black cat into his arms, frowned and took another step back.

He didn't know if what Cheng Zihe said was true or not, maybe it was a trap, but Cheng Zihe was crying so badly.

After a while Song Qingming frowned and said: "The one who can catch ghosts is Xie Yu, he has disappeared now, so I can't help you."

"No, you can definitely help me! No one knows your ability better than me, Brother Immortal, just help our family!" Cheng Zihe howled even louder.

Song Qingming blocked one ear: "It's so noisy, and can you stop calling me fairy brother all the time, you look older than me, it sounds really awkward to me!"

Cheng Zihe held back his tears: "You are the fairy brother. I recognized you at a glance on the street that day. I know you must have some beauty skills, so you have always been so young."

Hearing this, Song Qingming was confused: "Have you seen me?"

Cheng Zihe nodded vigorously.

Song Qingming: "When did it happen? Why can't I remember?"

Cheng Zihe: "I met you when I was four years old!"

The author has something to say: Small Theater: When Song Qingming was reading a book.Xie Little Cat Yu tilted his head: "Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow (Look at me, am I cute? Hurry up and hug me!)" Song Qingming was about to sleep.Xie Little Cat Yu tilted his head: "Meow Meow Meow Meow Meow (Look at me, am I not cute? Kiss me quickly!)" when Song Qingming was about to take a bath.Xie Yiyang lying on the ground and exposed my belly: "Meow Meow Meow Meow (Into the Han, is I not attractive? Come and play with me!)" Song Qingming: ... This cat is so enthusiastic!