Self-inflicted self-inflicted rebirth

Su Li never thought that this kind of thing would be lifted high and gently lowered, watching Su Chen turn around and squat down, wrap the cat that was just placed on the sofa in a towel, then gently dry the cat's ears, and then wipe the cat's ears. with rain-wet cat fur.

It seemed that what he had just discovered was not worth mentioning, nor was it worth caring about.

Su Li's lips trembled, and his voice choked up: "Brother, are you angry? Angry...I'm not as obedient as you imagined."

Su Chen glanced back indifferently, Su Li stood stiffly on the spot, his small face was pale, and he looked like the sky was falling apart.

Su Chen sneered: "Good? I never thought you were good, you just look good."

Su Li was frightened, but his body remained motionless, and he stood upright nervously.

Su Chen pinched the British short-blue cat's chin, picked it up, pulled the white-gray British short-haired cat's fat face back and forth with both hands, and bared the cat's small white teeth.

"Scared like this, are you afraid that I will hit you?"

Su Chen recalled Zhao Yaoze's words, did he treat people too strictly?Su Chen didn't know, since four years ago, I don't know when, Su Chen didn't know what was going on in Su Li's little head.

Su Chen stopped pinching the cat's face, turned his head and looked back at Su Li, Su Chen asked, "Are you afraid of brother?"

Su Chen looked at that delicate little face, watched his expression change slightly, and watched his restless fingers tug on the belt of his trousers in circles.

After a while, Su Li raised his eyes and looked at Su Chen seriously, and said softly: "Brother, I'm not afraid of you hitting me, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I can't believe what you see in your eyes, I'm afraid you know I'm not what you see in your eyes. I'm afraid...your eyes show disappointment in me..."

Su Chen smiled in vain: "How do you know what you look like in my eyes?"

Su Li pursed his lips and stared into Su Chen's eyes. He didn't know, didn't know what he looked like in Su Chen's heart.

"Brother, I am what you like. I may be pretending. If you like this, I can pretend for the rest of my life."

Su Chen was taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't help but sighed: "Baby, you really make my brother helpless, how do you know that I like you because you are not just pretending to be?"

Su Li's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Su Chen in disbelief. Su Li could hear the beating of his own heart, which was chaotic and pounding.

"I'm your brother, you don't need to hide anything from me, I told you early in the morning, do it openly, and think about things in your little head all day long."

Su Chen paused and then said: "Don't think about it, I'm not angry with you for smoking, if you move this thing, it only shows that you don't care much about the past, but this thing is still harmful to your health, I don't want it You move too much."

Su Chen looked at Su Li and nodded blankly, and felt that the little golden retriever who had done something bad was much more interesting than usual.

"Come here, blow this fat cat clean. After a while, Uncle Zhong will bring the cat litter and cat climbing frame. You can see which room to put it in. You can clean it up."

Su Li timidly approached, crouched carefully beside Su Chen, leaned against Su Chen, and took the fat British short cat with a bath towel into his arms from Su Chen's hand.

"Brother Yao Ze raised a cat?"

Su Chen sat on the sofa beside him, sneered: "This is his wife."

Su Li reached out and touched the kitten's head, and pinched its ears. The whole body felt soft, and it was not heavy in his arms. This was a different feeling. Looking at the kitten's dark eyes, Su Li smiled unconsciously.

"Brother, does it have a name?"

Su Chen replied casually: "No, you can start whatever you want."

Su Li looked at the British shorthair cat as if he was really thinking about something, and Su Li seemed to have a flash of inspiration: "Duanzi, brother, let's call it Tuanzi, it's a ball, very good."

Su Chen looked up at the happy face of his little golden retriever, he will be fine after a while, the change is really fast.

"Well, it's called Tuan... What's wrong with your hand?" Su Chen asked suddenly for no reason, then frowned and his face darkened.

Su Li raised his head and saw the change on Su Chen's face, stretched out his hand to look at it, and responded with a few words indiscriminately, not daring to look at Su Chen any more: "I just got burned by the smoke, it doesn't matter."

Su Chen frowned deeper, looking at Su Li's guilty expression: "Bao'er, give me the cat, bring me the first aid kit, I'll give you some medicine.

Seeing Su Li nodding his head slightly, not daring to refute, and leaving the room without venting, Su Chen shook his head helplessly, picked up the fat ball from the sofa, received it in his hand, and walked directly into Su Li's room. In the bathroom of the room away from the bedroom, Zhao Yaoze's wife was fluffed up with a hair dryer. "

When the blowing was over, Su Li returned with a suitcase. Su Chen gently wiped the wound on Su Li's finger with a cotton swab dipped in iodophor, and occasionally looked up at Su Li's flickering gaze. guilty conscience.

"Okay, don't get wet, Su Chen gently blew on his finger." Seeing Su Li's finger hooked dishonestly in his hand, Su Chen raised his hand and grabbed it: "Don't move."

After Su Li became more obedient, Su Chen gradually let go of his hand, and then said: "There are cakes in the living room."

Su Chen bought it on the way back from picking up the dumplings, passing by a cake shop, he only thought that this kind of taste, this kind of taste, Su Li would like it very much.

Su Li seriously looked at Su Chen's pretty side face, and watched Su Chen stand up from in front of him, pack up the first aid box in front of him, and throw the used cotton swabs into the trash can.

Su Li was sitting quietly on the sofa, watching Su Chen walk towards the door carrying the trash, Su Li suddenly said: "Brother, I am no longer a child, and what I like is no longer just sugar and cakes, I may Greedy, greedy wanting more."

Su Chen paused, moved his finger pressing on the bedroom door, and then said: "Tomorrow, I will ask Zhang Mingxuan to apply for my secondary card, and you can use it."

The spring rain stopped after a few days, and Su Li has also developed new hobbies recently. He likes to bask in the sun with soft dumplings on the small balcony of the apartment, or read a few books, as if living in advance. old age life.

Occasionally, he would go around the company with Su Chen. Although it couldn't be of much help, Su Li also felt that it was a kind of enjoyment to see Su Chen serious about his work from afar.

Lying on the reclining chair on the balcony, the sunlight happened to shine on Su Li's body through the glass window of the balcony, making his whole body warm.

The phone buzzed suddenly, Su Li opened his eyes a little, stretched out his hand to comfort the dumpling, and then took the phone from the small round table not far away.

Su Li was somewhat surprised that it was Yan Wenchang.

"Su Li, have you returned to your country? Come out and have dinner together."

The author has something to say: I fell asleep while writing last night (=_=), it’s really not good to be naked.