Ex-boyfriend turned cute meow

When Ding Ran heard the animal talking, the sound came from his own head.

The normal sounds of those animals are still animal calls, but the sounds translated into "human language" first appeared in Ding Ran's mind in the form of words.

As for their voices, they were completely conveyed to Ding Ran's ears in the form of Ding Ran's brain supplement.

If you have to describe it, it is probably like you are reading a book, and the words in the book are often read in your mind with a certain voice.

Ding Ran should have gotten used to it long ago, but when he heard Mimian's voice, he was still dumbfounded for several seconds.

He was caught off guard by the sound made by Mianmian, and he didn't even have time to make up his mind.

Therefore, Mianmian's voice was somewhat different from the voice he had previously presented in his mind.

He was also a little puzzled that the voice of Mianmian speaking in human language was a bit similar to Le Ming's timbre.

Of course it was only a little bit, Mian Mian's voice was a little hoarse, and a little more lazy than Le Ming's.

Aside from Le Ming, which easily distracts Ding Ran, Ding Ran finds it even more strange that Mian Mian's voice sounds like an adult man.

Probably because Ding Ran has always liked watching anime, the voices of the animals in his brain were still relatively cartoonish. When he suddenly heard a voice about his own age, he really felt that the painting style was wrong for a while.

But when he regained his composure, Mianmian was still a cute cat in front of him.

He scratched his head, and finally squeezed out all the memories of Le Ming's voice that had been evoked in his mind.

"Why are you suddenly able to say such things?" Ding Ran continued on his way with his arms around Mian Mian, and whispered to the cat in his arms on the street full of pedestrians.

"Can you, understand, what I say?" Mianmian asked.

It sounds like a surprise.

"Yes, didn't you know how to speak before? Why did you suddenly learn it?" Ding Ran was still curious.

"It took, two days, it's already very, slow," Mian Mian said in a slow pace, but still insisted on finishing his complaint, "And, just now, you actually gave me that cat. .”

Ding Ran let out an ah, and realized that Mianmian was referring to Jiaojiao.

He remembered the scene where Mianmian was so frightened that his face paled, and he couldn't help coughing low, blocking his smile.

"Wouldn't it be nice to find you a little girlfriend?" He deliberately teased Mianmian.

Locking Jiaojiao and Mianmian in a small room is to stimulate Mianmian's language ability. This was Liang Dongcheng's idea, but he didn't expect it to be wrong.

Ding Ran was still sighing quietly, but Mian Mian seemed to be angry, and stood up in his arms in a furious gesture, and said forcefully, "You will, later, regret it."

Ding Ran, who was brutally threatened, was trying to coax the furry cat along the way.

After entering the house, Mianmian still didn't intend to talk to him again.

Twitch, who was alone at home looking after the house, squatted on the window sill hopelessly, and rushed over as soon as he heard the door open.

Ding Ran put Mian Mian on the ground in a very good mood, and then grabbed the two front paws of Twitch and made a cheering gesture: "Twitch, I have good news for you!"

"What good news?! Woah!" Hua Hua asked loudly.

"Mianmian can speak human language now!" After Ding Ran finished speaking, he felt that something was wrong, so he corrected him, "I can understand Mianmian's speech now!"

"Really?! Then..." Twitch glanced carefully at Mian Mian, "Did Mian Mian say anything to you?"

Ding Ran also took a look at Mian Mian, and found that Mian Mian was looking at him, but now he turned away with a cold snort.

"No, it's probably still angry with me." Ding Ran said with a little embarrassment.

Ding Ran made up the small bed in the living room, and went back to his room with Mian Mian in his arms.

He was about to put Mian Mian on the small bed next to the wall, but Mian Mian suddenly gave him an imperial decree: "I want, go to bed."

For emphasis, it raised its front legs and pointed at Ding Ran's big bed.

Ding Ran didn't mind: "That's fine, anyway, you've been sleeping on my bed for the past few days, is it because you're afraid of the cold?"

Mianmian opened her mouth, rolled her eyes, and hummed.

"It's cold now, I should also buy two thicker quilts for you." Ding Ran bent down to make the bed, and then stretched out his hand facing him, "Come on."

Without thinking about it, Mianmian jumped up and threw herself into Ding Ran's arms.

"It's only ten o'clock, are you sleepy, do you need to turn off the lights and go to sleep?"

According to Ding Ran's habit, after lying in bed, he would play on his mobile phone or watch anime until midnight before going to sleep, but out of the mentality of taking care of his "roommate", he asked thoughtfully.

"Don't sleep." Mianmian replied with prudence.

"Then what do you want to do? I'll accompany you." Ding Ran continued to say thoughtfully.

"I think," Mian Mian rolled his eyes, "Listen to the story."

"Listening to a story?" Ding Ran was taken aback for a moment, and then realized, "A fairy tale? But I haven't read a fairy tale book for a long time."

"Love, story." Mian Mian said.

"Huh?" Ding Ran scratched his head in distress, "A love story?"

This is really embarrassing for him, he doesn't like to read novels, let alone romance novels, even if he watches anime, he doesn't read love stories.

Even, the only things in his life that can be related to love material are those "screen CPs" who read lines from scripts that he encountered in the later stages of variety shows.

"Let me think about it..." Ding Ran really recalled seriously, trying to find a couple with a higher sweetness.

"Still thinking, what?" Mian Mian disagreed, "Could it be that you, yourself, haven't talked about falling in love?"

Mian Mian stared at him with wide-open eyes, two faint blue fires seemed to be ignited in the blue eyes, and asked him accusingly.

"I..." Ding Ran hesitated, "We talked about it."

"How many times?" asked eagerly.

Ding Ran opened his eyes wide: "Of course only once."

He felt that he was in a daze, and he felt that Mianmian relaxed for a while, and even leaned into his arms with a smug expression.

"Then let's talk about your time." Mianmian said.

"What are you talking about..." Ding Ran bit the bullet and poked a foot into the memory, then quickly took it back, "He and I have already broken up..."

Mianmian was silent in his arms for a while, probably affected by Ding Ran's sudden depression, it suddenly had watery eyes, and stretched out its claws to rest on his arm.

"I haven't seen him for a long time, and I don't know how he is." Despite the resistance in his heart, Ding Ran couldn't help but said to a cat who couldn't be regarded as a confidant.

"He entrusted someone else to bring me a message, and he also asked me to go to his house to pick up Chi Chi, and he also left me roses," Ding Ran said in a low voice, "But, I can't see him, not even him. I can't even hear my voice, and I have no way of knowing what he thinks of me now."

"I actually miss him a lot." Ding Ran spoke for a while, his voice gradually became blurred, and his eyes were slightly closed, as if he was talking in his sleep, "I really miss him."

Ding Ran woke up the next day and couldn't remember what he said last night.

When he was brushing his teeth, a few clips flashed through his mind, which made him feel a little ashamed, so he quickly turned on the faucet, splashed some water on his face, and wiped his face vigorously.

"I've already put breakfast in the kitchen, you have to supervise Mianmian to finish the breakfast." Ding Ran said something to Chian before going out.

Then he said face to face: "The temperature has dropped a lot today, so don't open the windows when you are at home. Be careful not to catch a cold. I will take you to the pet clinic at night. You can go out to get some air."

The environment in the pet clinic seems to help Mian Mian, who is not very sociable, to rejuvenate, so Ding Ran still plans to bring Mian Mian with him when he goes to work.

Twitch protested at the side: "I want to, too, go!"

But because of looking back at it, its voice stopped abruptly.

"You can also go, but it depends on your performance during the day." Ding Ran didn't know the undercurrent between the cat and the dog, happily set a few rules for them, closed the door and went to work.

Ding Ranpu worked in front of the computer all morning, not even willing to take a sip of water, because the manager brought them good news early in the morning:

"The variety show that I edited a while ago received a very good response, and you have worked hard. If you don't catch up with the work today, you will finish your work in the morning and you can move freely in the afternoon."

Free activities, this is too tempting a proposal.

This morning, almost no one in the office spoke, and they all rushed to finish the work in hand.

"Free activities in the afternoon, what shall we do?" After twelve o'clock, after the colleagues slapped the table and cheered, they began to ask for everyone's opinions.

Ding Ran's original intention was to go home after get off work. After all, he is now a shit shoveler, and he will go home to serve the cat and dog whenever he is free.

The love story promised to face last night turned out to be a sad story, and he felt a little guilty.

"Play badminton! I've been thinking about it for a long time!" A female colleague yelled, pointing at Ding Ran, "Ding Ran must participate! I really can't forget the scene where you killed everyone!"

Ding Ran turned to look at other colleagues: "Everyone is tired all morning, are you sure you want to play in the afternoon?"

"Play! Exercise is the best way to relax!" Other colleagues echoed.

"Then I...can hit three o'clock at most, okay?" Ding Ran finally backed down.

He was in a bad mood during this period, but his colleagues tolerated him, and he had no reason to sweep his colleagues' face again and again.

Moreover, it is true that he hasn't gone to exercise for a long time.

"Three o'clock? Enough is enough!" Colleague A pushed his arm against Colleague C's back, "Enough to satisfy our hunger!"

Ding Ran's athletic ability is really good. When he was in high school, he was often called out by his physical education teacher to demonstrate. He played basketball in high school for three years. When he was in college, his coach urged him to join the sports team.

Not only basketball and badminton, he is also very good at other sports. In terms of sports, he is almost self-taught, which can be regarded as a talent.

Sweating, swinging rackets, running, and jumping in the badminton hall are indeed great ways to relieve stress.

It's like returning to the carefree student days, life is so simple that only the weight of the racket in the hand remains.

After a few hours of hitting the ball, everything from the heart to the limbs felt relaxed.

"Here, drink some water, Ding Ran." Colleague C blushed and handed over a mineral water bottle.

Ding Ran nodded, unscrewed the bottle cap and poured it into his mouth.

"I haven't seen you play for a long time, Ding Ran, you probably forgot that I used to be your junior sister. I watched you play in high school, but you played basketball at that time."

After colleague C finished speaking, Ding Ran opened his eyes belatedly: "You are also in my high school? I haven't seen you before."

"Maybe because my image was too low when I was in high school." Colleague C said with a smile.

Ding Ran didn't know how to respond to this kind of self-deprecating words, but he really hoped that the other party would refute them, so the atmosphere froze a bit.

Fortunately, there were quite a lot of people in the badminton hall, and Ding Ran could be rescued by a yell from other colleagues. He didn't care what the other party was yelling, so he put down the water bottle and threw his junior sister down, and ran to his colleagues.

Then, no matter how unsatisfactory those colleagues were, at three o'clock, he got stuck and said he wanted to go home.

Walking out of the badminton hall, Ding Ran was refreshed by the cool wind outside.

But just after exercising, the sweat still sticks to the body, which is very uncomfortable.

He then lowered his head and began to unbutton the coat, not noticing that someone was coming behind him and grabbed his arm.

Ding Ran thought it was a colleague, so he turned around and said, "I really don't want to fight anymore, please forgive me, I'm exhausted."

But when he saw the other person's face, he froze.

In fact, the last time I saw each other was not long ago, only a month.

But the last meeting was a disastrous one, almost directly leading to the first quarrel between him and Le Ming.

The shadow was so strong that Ding Ran couldn't help feeling scared, and took a step back.

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