I Reasonably Suspect That My Cat Is My Ex-Boyfriend

My cat looked at me with a little uneasiness in its watery eyes.

I looked at the small tooth hole on my hand, and there was a slight redness around it, but there was no bleeding.My cat still has a steelyard in his heart, and he is really good at measuring.

Seeing that I hadn't moved for a long time, the cat smacked its mouth flatteringly at me, and its white mustache trembled slightly in the air, looking pitiful.

I suppressed the strange emotion in my heart, let go of the hand holding the cat's paw, and pressed hard on the space between my eyebrows a few times.

What's wrong with me.

The cat escaped successfully, and immediately stepped on the low cabinet to triple jump, squatted on the top of the freezer and looked down at me, full of air, and changed from the wronged little daughter-in-law before.I couldn't help laughing.

The little liar.

……

Before the end of the year, it is the best time to pick the financial animals that grow in Shanghai, Guangzhou and Shenzhen... They are concentrated in these few months and run around non-stop... The meat is extremely strong... The method of catching is also easy to learn... At 4 o'clock in the morning in the lobby bars of major high-end hotels, you can harvest several financial social animals that are almost confused....

I made up all of the above because I'm delirious with exhaustion.

*1:30 am*

I just got off the plane, no checked luggage, I pulled the carry-on suitcase and walked towards the exit.

The travel assistant on the mobile phone shows that this is the fifth time I have landed in this city this month.

I pulled the tie around my neck and secretly made up my mind that if the leader forced me to take an extra, thankless and exhausting field trip on the grounds of the promotion assessment, even if it was midnight, I would rush to his bedroom and use the ashes Cylinder hit him on the head.

*1:50 am*

——"There is a lack of a leader for the project in City G, you should prepare and fly there the day after tomorrow. It's been hard work."

I:......

"Ok."

*2:10 am*

I found an ATM near the airport and remitted more than half of the year-end bonus I just received yesterday to my family.Tiredness is tiredness, scolding is scolding, but I am still very happy at the moment when I appreciate the balance of my bank card.

I was sitting in the car and accidentally received text messages from several friends in the next-door group. Without exception, they all got the wind in advance, complaining that this year's promotion quota was actually given to a related account and defending me.

—— "You have worked hard in this position of supervisor for two years. Although the department is not big, this position should be yours no matter what. Cheng Yaojin, who broke out halfway, is really a villain."

——"It's really a younger brother's behavior."

...

I chuckled lightly, turned the steering wheel and turned around.

*3:40 am*

The most famous gay bar in the city.

My neckline was wide open, and I was drunk on the stage with a Vodka glass, lazily looking at the flesh that was constantly shuttling and criss-crossing in front of my eyes.

Who knows how many gracious invitations to 1's I've turned down tonight.

Yes, another one.

"May I have the honor to know the reason for the rejection?"

Oh, it seems to be a polite 1, but maybe it's a licking dog.

I raised my chin and stared at him, he didn't know why, and looked down at the button of his shirt.

His eyes don't look like cats at all, I thought to myself, nor do his lips look soft and curved, warm to the touch.But I don't want to tell him.

"No appointment." I took another sip of the spirits and turned around.

*4:00 am*

I called a driver.

I slumped in the co-pilot and asked the uncle next to me:

"Master, what was your ex like?"

——"Spit on the car 2...Excuse me sir, I forgot this is your own car...Do you want water?"

*4:30 am*

I'm finally home.

I didn't turn on the light, touched the edge of the sofa, and sat on the ground leaning against it.

I wanted to raise my hand to rub my face, which had been numb from drinking, but accidentally touched the wetness of my hand.

Hearing the sound, the cat came over, black and white patches appearing alternately in the darkness, its figure looming.

I have been on frequent business trips in the past few months, so I asked my neighbors and couple to come and add some water and cat food every other day.

They took good care of the cat, and he seemed to have gained a lot of weight since he left him last week.I think I have to bring another box of New Year’s goods to that kind-hearted couple before the Chinese New Year.

My cat walked up to me silently and nestled between my legs. The surrounding light was very dark, but the cat's eyes were very bright.I rubbed my fingers against the cat's cheek, trying to turn the cat's face away.

Because the way I am now is really embarrassing.

The cat didn't follow me, sniffed my hand, and wanted to come up and lick my face.There are barbs on the cat's tongue, and it hurts to lick it on the face...but this guy is really terribly sensible.

I buried my face in the cat's fur.

This feeling now is similar to when my ex-boyfriend cut off all the love in the Internet cafe, and when I was caught back to school and read books every day to do the questions, I was so bored.

Of course, doing the questions is not as interesting as playing games. Sometimes I get really impatient when I write, and I want to tease my deskmate: "Hey old lady at the same desk, has anyone said that you look old and energetic?"

He squinted at me: "You are also very good-looking, and you show two canine teeth when you smile."

Um?It seems to be reversed?

The girl at the front desk suddenly turned her head for some reason and looked at us with an indescribable expression on her face.

My deskmate continued to be serious: "The brain is also very good. If you are willing to study hard, it will be very easy to go to H University."

Going around, and coming back.I really appreciate his kindness.

But I have to say that my unrivaled talent still helped me earn a lot of face in the performance list.When I brought home the scholarship that day, my mother was so happy that she put three spoonfuls of salt into the pot.

As soon as I left the house, I ran into my dad who was staggering drunk with a fierce look on his face.

It seems that he owed gambling debts outside again and came to ask for money.

I ran home to hold the door, but in the end I couldn't resist his bull-like rush.

I rushed forward to protect my mother, and inevitably got a new circular smoke wound on the back of my neck.

……

When I went back to school, every step I took, my neckline rubbed against my wound. I couldn't help but hiss and gasp as I greeted the classmates I met along the way.

My model deskmate was on duty, meticulously picking up the fallen leaves and confetti on the ground. The afterglow of the setting sun hit his side face, creating a beautiful outline.

He stared at me for a while, then walked over quickly and pulled me into the bathroom, closed the door and asked me what was wrong.

All kinds of grievances that I had never experienced before suddenly burst out, sweeping towards me overwhelmingly.

I turned my back, revealing the bright red smoke wound under the neckline, and a row of old circular wounds below.

My deskmate didn't say a word, he blew a few breaths towards that place, and pushed me back... He probably thought his hands were dirty, so he picked up the white T in his school uniform and hurriedly wiped my face .

During evening self-study, my deskmate found a band-aid and carefully stuck it on the back of my neck.

I should have fallen in love with him completely from then on.

Such a good person, I want very much.

I buried my face in the cat's face and rubbed it, and was surprised to find that the touch was as smooth as satin. I couldn't help rubbing it back and forth a few times, and my cat let me play with it good-naturedly, until I couldn't resist it. Feeling drowsy, he collapsed on the sofa and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up the next day, I was a good guy again.

I brushed my teeth, checked the two thank you text messages that came in one after another in my phone, and then swipe my finger to delete them.My cat squatted obediently, watching me carefully in the mirror.

I looked at myself in the mirror and let out a slow breath.

I now reasonably suspect that my cat is my ex-boyfriend.

Evidence Three:

My cat is very sensible My cat is very caring.