[System + Lu Xiaofeng] Meow's repayment

Unable to resist pecking her soft lips a few more times, Hua Manlou reached out to brush the hair from the cheeks of the person snuggling in her arms, and asked in a warm voice: "Are you okay? Is there anything wrong?" Comfortable?"

Su Mier was stunned for a moment, and then realized the meaning of Hua Manlou's words, her already slightly pink face suddenly became hot, and even her curled up body was dyed with a bright color.

Huamanlou is very delicate and gentle. Even though she couldn't see her eyes, and it was also the first time, she didn't accidentally hurt him. Now her body is refreshed, and there is no sticky feeling. It must be because she fell into a coma after losing strength and passed out. Give it a good wash.

But no matter how considerate you are, it is impossible to feel nothing after the first time.

Trying to move his body, Su Mier found that his waist and legs were sore and limp, and the unspeakable place behind him felt an unspeakable dull pain from being dragged.

"Hiss—" he took a low breath.

Hearing the pain hidden in that panting sound, Hua Manlou couldn't help feeling a little distressed.

He just wanted to rub Su Mier's waist, so that the cat could feel better, but just as his hands touched the smooth back, a fluffy head rubbed into the socket of his neck.

"The flowers are all over the building, it hurts so much..." There seemed to be a little grievance in the still somewhat hoarse voice.

It really hurts.

For such a long time, my body and my heart ached.

This coquettish murmur made Huamanlou's heart almost melt.

He simply wanted to hold the kitten in his palm and love him a lot.

"It's my fault." Touching the smooth long hair, he drew circles at the ends of the curly hair with his fingers, "I won't hurt you again next time."

Although the kitten's well-behaved obedience and occasional jerky responses make people want to bully him to the point of crying, but if Su Mier really shed tears...

Hua Manlou thought, no matter how cute he looks, he still feels a little bit reluctant.

Su Mier didn't speak, but nodded vigorously with his misty eyes closed.

The gold earrings jingled as they collided, Hua Manlou thought it was funny, so he simply put them in his hands and played with them, kneading the soft earlobes from time to time.

It was so itchy that Su Mier shivered and hid in Huamanlou's arms, causing Huamanlou to chuckle, stopped teasing, and wiped it away with the cat. Moisture in the corners of the eyes.

The wet eyelashes swept over his fingertips, scratching his heart like a young cat's paw.

very nice.

How nice it would be if time could stop at this moment...

But Su Mier knew that was impossible.

However, in just a few days, the original light blond hair had turned into snow white. Su Mier hooked a strand of hair in front of his eyes, and blinked a few times before he could barely distinguish the color.

The time has come.

Lowering his eyes, Su Mier walked towards the small building next door after a moment of silence.

Huamanlou is watering the flowers in the courtyard.

He selected this potted flower according to Su Mier's preferences, and it won't be long before the flowers will bloom, and he can give it to Su Mier as a gift.

That cat will love it.

While happily imagining the happy smiling face of the cat, Hua Manlou suddenly heard a familiar voice.

He turned back and smiled, "Su Mier, you're here."

Squinting and looking at the blurred face in front of him, Su Mier curled up his fingers unconsciously, as if this would make him feel better.

"Hua Man Lou." He smiled lightly, his voice soft and light, "I'm going out for a while, to say goodbye to you."

"Where are you going?" Hua Manlou was a little surprised.

"Go and deliver something to the little general."

Hua Manlou nodded knowingly, "Then I will accompany you."

"No, it's not a big deal, I can do it myself."

Hearing what Su Mier said, Hua Manlou couldn't help but frowned, and his face was full of puzzlement and surprise.

His expression changed so obviously that Su Mier quickly interrupted what Hua Manlou was about to say: "It really doesn't matter, I'm fine by myself."

Su Mier's attitude was very firm, even though Hua Manlou still had doubts in her heart, she was unwilling to force him.

"So, when will you be back?"

"... soon." Because, even if he couldn't die in Huamanlou's arms, he still hoped to be closer, and even closer.

"Be careful on the road." Hua Manlou pinched his face affectionately, pointed to the flowerpot beside him and said, "When you come back, the flowers should be blooming."

Swiping her eyes along Huamanlou's fingers to the slightly bloomed flower buds, Su Mier pressed her throbbing heart and tried to smile, "It's very beautiful. After it blooms, it will definitely be even more beautiful."

It's a pity that I can't come back and watch it with Hua Manlou...

When he found out that a Persian cat had entered his house, Li Mochen was dozing off on the window sill with half-closed eyes, but his still not very clear eyes became clear when he touched the figure of the person coming.

"What's going on with you?" As soon as the words came out, Li Mochen's eyes became complicated.

Su Mier didn't care about anything.

He didn't seem to intend to enter the house either, so he said straight to the point through the window: "Little General, I need your help with something."

"Go ahead, I'll do my best."

"Actually, it's not a difficult task." He took out an exquisite brocade box and handed it over, "Can you please give this to Huamanlou?"

"This won't work." Li Mochen's heart skipped a beat when he confessed his last words, "Your playboy and I don't know each other that well. Wouldn't it be better for you to hand over something yourself?"

"Little General, you clearly know me..."

"What are you? Are you just waiting to die like this?" Li Mochen's voice was cold, and there was a hint of coercion on his expressionless handsome face.

Su Mier raised his hand and lifted the hood on his head, his silver hair poured out, and he looked straight at Li Mochen with dull eyes, "No one knows my own situation better than myself. ...Heh, even these days are bestowed by Mingzun."

The green and black dead air hanging between his brows and eyes was so clear that Li Mochen had to admit that this Persian cat really couldn't survive.

"Little general, can you just pretend that I am begging you? I really... have no choice..." He said, and passed the brocade box in his hand forward.

"you!"

The cat's eyes that used to be watery were all dried up, and the dim silver threads were scattered in a mess. Hearing the word "begging", Li Mochen finally took the brocade box over.

He shook his head and smiled wryly, "How much do you hate me that you insist on making me this villain?"

"Feel sorry……"

"Oh, forget it, instead of apologizing, why don't you tell me what should I tell the playboy when he finds him."

Li Mochen can use Huangzhucao to guarantee that within three days, he will definitely meet the playboy who is eager to find someone for him.

"Please tell Hua Manlou that I have found a way to go back to Datang."

"Is this okay? He likes you so much."

"I don't know." Su Mier lowered his head, his eyelashes fluttered a few times, "But I think it's better than telling him I'm dead."

"So, you are not afraid that he will hate you." The kitten that has been raised for so long suddenly ran away, and it would be a big blow to replace it with anyone.

But Su Mier answered very definitely: "He won't."

No matter what he did, he would not be hated by such a gentle person, but what he did now would inevitably make Hua Manlou sad.

Obviously, he didn't want to...

I just hope that time can make Huamanlou gradually forget him, and then find someone who can really spend his life together.

After all, such a good person also deserves better, even the best person in the world.

"Little General, I should go."

"Tsk, what are you fussing about." Li Mochen didn't intend to let the Persian cat leave at all, "You just stay here honestly."

This Persian cat didn't want the playboy to know the news of his death. It is estimated that if he left here, he would have to find a place where no one was around and wait for his death.

Rao Li Mochen has fought in the battlefield for many years and is used to seeing life and death, but he can't just sit back and watch a tragedy like his friend's corpse being exposed in the wilderness.

"I understand that the little general is doing it for my own good." When Su Mier laughed, a faint light flashed in the cat's pupils again, "It's just that at the end, I want to get closer to him."

"What are you doing?"

Li Mochen sighed softly, watching in silence that Su Bai disappeared from his yard, his white hair blown by the wind drawn out layers of desolate arcs.

There is nothing he can do to stop a person from seeking the last happiness in life.

When he stood in front of Baihualou again, Su Mier knew that this might be his destination.

He was obviously a dying person, but somehow regained some strength.

Hiding his figure, Su Mier squatted down slowly, hugged his knees and curled himself into a small ball.

He remembered that for a long time, or not long ago, he squatted in this place like this, and then was picked up by Hua Manlou, enjoying the care and pampering for so long with peace of mind.

It's still summer, but it's so cold...

Su Mier opened and closed her lips softly, her voice was so low that it seemed to disappear: "Hua Man Lou, I want you to hug me again, and also, I really like you..."

……

Hua Manlou, who was playing the piano, suddenly felt a familiar aura appearing and disappearing very quickly.

He got up quickly and called Su Mier's name a few times aloud, but he didn't get any response.

Is it an illusion?

Thinking this way, the pain like tearing his heart gave him an extremely ominous premonition, as if there was something important that could never be found again.

"Sumir..."

At the same time, Li Mochen, who had always only drank spirits, slapped open the clay seal of a jar of wine from the Western Regions, and poured all the bright, sweet and fragrant liquid into the courtyard.

"Persian cat, go all the way."