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There was no other movement other than the purring of a few cats.There were people coming and going outside the shop, going back and forth from the window, but it had nothing to do with this place. Yan Zheng was sitting on the sofa by the window, with only one person in front of him in his eyes.

It's just that after a long time, Shi Fangman didn't even look at him, and Yan Zheng's happy mood changed. He tightened his jaw, and his eyes fell on the kitten who kept acting coquettishly.When Yan Li's mother was around, the Yan family had no shortage of cats. At the time when the woman had the most cats, she raised seven cats of different breeds and colors. The cats shed all over the house. The pain of several different colors of cat hair shaking off a new sweater.Perhaps because of such a childhood experience, Yan Zheng is one of the rare people who doesn't like furry creatures.

But this ordinary cat, obviously a creature that Yan Zheng hates, can be favored by the people he likes.Seeing Shi Fangman's relentless love falling on such a stupid furball, Yan Zheng couldn't help feeling jealous.

"Brother, I remember you have a little allergic rhinitis, wouldn't it be great to come to a place with many pets?"

Shi Fangman's allergic rhinitis is relatively mild, and he doesn't often suffer from it except in spring when there is a lot of pollen. Even if it occurs, the symptoms are so mild that he hardly mentions it. He doesn't remember whether he mentioned it or Yan Zheng observed it, but Either way, it was surprising that the other party suddenly mentioned it.If it had happened before that incident, Shi Fangman would have secretly thanked the other party for his concern, but when he thought of what he did with the naked young man in front of him and the emotion that the speaker had, he immediately tensed up. , a kind of anger of being peeped and offended spontaneously emerged, and his attitude was cold: "I know it myself."

He didn't often treat people with hostility, and he turned back coldly. Seeing Yan Zheng with his mouth open and looking over pitifully, he felt that he had overreacted, and he couldn't help regretting it.After that incident, Shi Fangman wholeheartedly resisted Yan Zheng's closeness, but on the other hand, Yan Zheng left important and beautiful memories in his life during the two years, and Shi Fangman watched him grow taller. , growing up with him, this indefinable feeling made him finally soften his heart, eased his tone, held up the milk tea and explained: "I'm fine, rhinitis doesn't happen very often, and I've started raising cats recently."

"This one is not the cat in the store, it's mine."

The milk tea was held in mid-air, its hind legs scratched the air and couldn't find the bottom, sobbed pitifully a few times, Shi Fangman put it down, hugged him on the sofa and gently stroked his head, his eyes were full of doting.

"It's a little boy, two or three months old, called milk tea."

Yan Zheng had already gritted his teeth, trying to put on a look of liking, and stretched out his hand.

Shi Fangman hadn't reacted yet, the milk tea had already exploded, and he backed up against the sofa. Yan Zheng's outstretched hand froze in mid-air, neither advancing nor retreating.

"This cat is too fierce."

When Yan Zheng thought of this ordinary little orange cat, Shi Fangman was already jealous when he grabbed a lot of little orange cats and stuck to it all day long. As a result, when the milk tea exploded, he added his anger towards Shi Fangman to this Just like his master, he didn't get close to him. Taking advantage of the stalemate, he made a sudden move and pulled it up by the nape of the neck with milk tea.

The small ball of hair plus the tail is only about 2 centimeters long. In the hands of the tall and burly Yan Zheng, it is like a small leaf fluttering in the wind. It keeps breathing and meowing, but The mayfly shakes the tree, in vain.Yan Zheng put it in front of him, took out a feather cat teaser from the sofa, and stabbed it in front of the milk tea. While the milk tea screamed and struggled, on the other side, the glass ball-like eyes couldn't help chasing the cat teaser. Yan Zheng The manual block, it fluttered a few times but the hair didn't touch it, and it became angry and writhed to grab and bite. Yan Zheng pinched his weakness, and didn't even blink his eyes. In just one or two minutes, the milk tea Panting from being tossed, the whining gradually subsided.

It is as tired as a scooter with the engine oil in the fuel tank exhausted, and it is parked on the side of the road with broken tanks and does not move

Neither barking.

Ever since Yan Zheng picked up the milk tea with a blank face, Shi Fang was full of nervousness and never went down, sitting aside and watching the interaction between the person and the cat intently.Milk Tea is a kitten with great eyesight and cleverness, but when he is happy, he is fine, but when he is not happy, Shi Fangman cannot resist the wildness brought about by wandering since he was a child.He has seen milk tea's fierce appearance and trained it, but in the end, he can only coax it with food, hoping that it will rest, and then trick it into being more obedient.Chang Ling did the same with his family's cats. He told Shi Fangman based on the experience of someone who had been there, that this is a fucking cat owner, and we are fucking cat slaves.

But now, the lying flat slave turned into milk tea, Yan Zheng put it down, and stretched out his hand again, it didn't dodge anymore, lying dead on the sofa, obediently like a fake cat.

"That's all right, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, how can I keep coaxing it, and occasionally I have to be ruthless and treat it."

Shi Fangman met Yan Zheng's dark brown pupils, always felt that his words meant something else, and he was unwilling to talk to him, so he helped the slid down mirror frame.After the two of them sat close, Shi Fangman noticed that after a university military training, Yan Zheng was darker than before, and the line of his jaw tightened more neatly.He has always been outstanding in appearance. When he was a freshman in high school, he was a handsome and delicate boy. Now he is a handsome and elegant young man. His face has not changed much, but his height and figure have changed greatly. He was originally a thin and slender person, and he has grown by 1.9 centimeters. The shoulders have doubled in width, and the lines of the body are also tough and distinct.The external changes have also brought about the improvement of the overall temperament. Now Yan Zheng, who is close to [-] meters, has broad shoulders, wide waist, thin legs, and walks on the road in ordinary clothes.

And this change became more and more obvious as Yan Zheng grew up, Runwu silently replaced Shi Fangman with the shy and shy boy in his memory.

"Why are you staring at me?"

Yan Zheng reached out to touch the slightly cool mirror frame, and took it off with a smile.Shi Fangman's vision was instantly blurred, only the human-shaped Mosaic got up and took something and put it on the table.

He simply closed his eyes, leaned on the back of the sofa, put his hand on the milk tea, and touched it vaguely: "It feels like you have changed a lot compared to the first time we met."

A smell of alcohol permeated the air, Shi Fangman closed his eyes, and he could probably guess that it was Yan Zheng who took out the wet wipes.

Facing the light, the young man carefully wiped every line on the frame. The flower vines on it were not worn out, but the lens had many scratches due to use, like faint graffiti, which could not be hidden under the light.

"Because it is in the growth period, so the change will be faster, unlike my brother, it is still the same as before."

"What was I like before?"

Even though I have heard Yan Zheng say that I like it so many times, and I can receive news from the other party every day, but this is the first time, Shi Fang is full of inquiring mood.

In Yan Zheng's eyes, what does he look like?Why do you want to project the feeling of liking on yourself?

Shi Fangman heard a very short sigh, and then a lowered voice, which came slowly close to his ear: "Brother has been always, lonely and gentle."

"We're all the same when it comes to loneliness."

21:12:57

No one heard

He has no time to think in the future, and he has no time to answer in the future. The sunken sofa under his buttocks, the familiar smell approaching, and the breathing sound of another person lingering around him all make people immediately recall the black sky passing through the window and the room. The smell of alcohol and murmurs filled the room, recalling the pain and struggle that were burning to extinguish the soul, recalling the sins and joys that were inherently inescapable.The heartbeat was suddenly out of control, and when he opened his eyes, he was facing a pair of dark pupils, and those eyes reflected a blurred self, Shi Fang stared at that self, locked his lips and throat, speechless.

Chang Ling's voice came from not far away, and he asked in a calm voice, "Young brother Yan, what would you like to drink?"

Between the bar and the sofa, there is a bird of paradise that has been raised for a long time, with luxuriant branches and leaves. The posture above was mostly blocked.

Yan Zheng glanced at Chang Ling, continued to enjoy the strange sense of satisfaction that was almost captive to Fangman, and slowly put on the cleaned glasses for Shi Fangman, then slowly stood up and moved away.

"What does he want?"

"Brother Man? He has always liked taro ball milk tea, with less sugar and added oatmeal."

Yan Zheng laughed: "I can do the same as him, thank you."

"Why are you polite, Wen Bai, then take these glasses over here first, and I'll make another one."

Chang Ling was nimble, and soon came over with a cup of ice-cold taro ball milk tea. Wen Bai beautifully placed the candle on the cat-shaped cake, holding his chin, and watched with interest as Chang Ling finished eating and drinking. Roudun, who planned to lie down in the cat's nest, dragged it over, brought it a small crown made of paper, and recalled the past when he and it knew each other, loved each other and killed each other with emotion.

Finally, after Chang Ling finished speaking, he blew out the candles, and Roudun threw off the hat on his head at a speed that can be called a miracle for its weight, and quickly walked down the chair. Liquid, divided a piece for everyone, and then concentrated on eating a large piece of soft cream cake on his own plate.Wen Bai started to talk about the interesting things that happened on his birthday, Yan Zheng took a few mouthfuls and unconsciously ran to Shi Fangman, and then found that no one listened to Wen Bai's words except Chang Ling. Fang Man was staring at the window in a daze, moving the fork in his hand, eating a small bite of cake for a long time