After the cold beauty turned into a small milk cat

How to use your tongue flexibly

Lin Xingmo turned around and opened the door.

As soon as the door was opened, a sweet fragrance wafted in from the outside.

He lowered his head, and sure enough, he saw a boy about ten years old standing outside, holding a porcelain bowl in his hand, smiling at him with his head up: "Brother Lin, you're back."

Lin Xingmo nodded: "Xiaofeng."

Yunshan Xiaozhu has two households on one floor, and this is the child of his neighbor, whom he occasionally meets.

The child handed the porcelain bowl he was holding in front of him. In the small porcelain bowl, there were a few white and fat glutinous rice balls, floating in the delicate milky white soup, exuding bursts of warm and sweet fragrance.

"Tomorrow is the winter solstice, and my family cooked glutinous rice balls."

The child said crisply, "My grandma made it, she asked me to bring you a bowl."

Lin Xingmo looked at the bowl of glutinous rice balls, hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it, "Thank you."

"Hee hee, I'll go back then."

"Happy Tangyuan Festival!"

The child waved to him, and ran home bouncing around. The kind and gentle voice of the old man could be faintly heard through the open door opposite, but when the door was closed, it could not be heard at all.

Lin Xingmo stood at the door for a while, until the porcelain bowl was no longer hot, then turned and entered the room.

"pat-"

All the lights in the room were turned on, flooding the room with light.

The heater started to work, barely driving the silence and coldness out of the room.

Lin Xingmo held the bowl of glutinous rice balls and carefully placed them on the dining table. Then he took off the scarf around his neck, took off his coat, and threw them on the sofa together.

He dragged his chair and sat down, and slowly ate the glutinous rice balls.

Obviously he doesn't like sweets, but he seriously ate up this bowl of glutinous rice balls in the end, not even a little bit of sweet soup left.

After eating a bowl of hot glutinous rice balls, the warmth spread from the stomach to the limbs.

Lin Xingmo got up and went into the kitchen, carefully washed the empty bowls, and then carefully put them into the disinfection cupboard, planning to return them the next day.

After he took a shower and nestled on the sofa, he had time to look at his phone.

Senior Wu Liangyu: "Xingmo, are you home yet? I'm very happy that you can come today... Can I ask you out again when I'm free?"

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Brother: "Xiaomo, tomorrow is the winter solstice, do you want to go home or...with Xu Yi?"

He hasn't told anyone else about Xu Yi's plan to divorce him, including his brother.

The bright mobile phone screen is a bit dazzling in a dark room.

Lin Xingmo replied to the two of them casually, then threw the phone away, and lay on the sofa on his side with a pillow in his arms.

The quiet moonlight came in from outside the house, even if the lights were not turned on, he could barely see. He raised his eyes slightly and stared blankly at the coat and scarf on the opposite sofa.

That scarf, to be precise.

Seeing that half of the scarf slipped to the ground, he pursed his lips, and finally reached out to take it, folded it and stuffed it inside the sofa, and then lay down again.

Slowly, he couldn't hold back anymore and closed his eyes.

The slender figure of the young man was curled up. Although the sofa was narrow and cramped for him, he fell asleep peacefully as if he was very used to it.

It's just that Lin Xingmo didn't sleep well that night.

The morning light falls on the eyelids.

He woke up cold.

The dull senses began to revive, Lin Xingmo smelled the smell of mud, and the coldness mixed with dew hit his nostrils.

"Ahhh—"

He sneezed softly.

With a premonition in his heart, Lin Xingmo opened his eyes, and sure enough, he saw a completely different environment from before going to bed.

He propped up his limbs calmly, and the fallen leaves covering his body fell down one after another.

He looked at his furry paws, the black branches and withered yellow leaves around him, and the bustling street scene outside the bushes, everything was so familiar.

his dream...

Continued with the previous one.

The heart was beating in the chest, and an inexplicable emotion spread in the heart.

Lin Xingmo felt that this should be joy.

In the body of this little kitten, he seems to be able to perceive some emotions, whether it belongs to himself or this kitten.

Perhaps, all of this is just a dream with an absurd color, but Lin Xingmo must admit that he is somewhat addicted to this experience.

But even if it was really a dream, he couldn't let the kitten die. It was a strong desire to survive, even stronger than his own in reality.

Lin Xingmo looked around. This was the grove where he hid that night.

Probably because of the tenacious vitality of the kitten, even in such a difficult environment, it did not starve to death or freeze to death.

"Grumbling--"

Just thinking about being hungry, my empty stomach protested.

Lin Xingmo got out of the bushes, poked his head out carefully, and observed the situation on the road.

It was early in the morning, before the morning rush hour, and there were many pedestrians going to the market on the road, but it was much better than the busy traffic at night.

He looked at the flowerbed which was not too short for a kitten, and for a moment he couldn't remember how he jumped down and up again.

Feeling the softness of his limbs, Lin Xingmo didn't rush forward, but turned around slowly, then stretched out his hind feet, and rubbed hard on the ground.

Just as he finally reached the ground and was about to let go of his front paws gripping the edge of the flowerbed, a shadow enveloped him.

Lin Xingmo paused and looked sideways.

The boy carrying the schoolbag came to his side at some point, looking down at him, his black and white eyes shining brightly in the morning sun, sparkling with surprise.

"Crack-"

With a loose front paw, the kitten fell to the ground.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing this, Xu Yi squatted down hastily. He stretched out his hand towards the cat, but when he got there, he stopped in midair.

He has not forgotten that when he met this little white cat yesterday, it resisted and was afraid of him—although he likes cats very much, he seems to have always been unpopular with cats.

While he was hesitating, the little kitten that had fallen to the ground had already got up again, its round eyes looked at him vigilantly, but it didn't run away immediately.

This discovery made Xu Yi's depressed mood jump up again.

"do you remember me?"

His hand was still in the air, and he wanted to get close to touch it but didn't dare, so he finally retracted it and took out his breakfast from his schoolbag.

Amidst a rustling sound, the white transparent plastic bag was opened, revealing two warm white buns, and a burst of fragrance wafted away.

"Gollum—"

Lin Xingmo smelled the fragrance, and knew for the first time that an ordinary white bun could be so mouth-watering.

However, he wasn't a real cat after all, even though he looked straight at him, he didn't move, and he didn't meow eagerly to beg for food from the boy.

Xu Yi didn't think there was a problem either, as long as the cat ran away without seeing him, he would be pleasantly surprised.

He tore open the pleated bun, took out the meat stuffing inside and put it in a plastic bag, then took out another bun, and rolled up the bag on the ground.

"give you to eat."

As the boy said, he took two steps back, looked at the kitten, and gnawed on the skin of the bun.

Lin Xingmo looked at him, then at the minced meat covered in plastic bags, and finally couldn't hold back, and walked towards the minced meat in the plastic bag.

The tempting aroma of the minced meat has already made the little cat who has not eaten for a whole day and night hungry.

Looking at the food in front of him, he subconsciously stretched out his hand, but when he saw the dirty paws, he retracted it in disgust.

After hesitating for a while, Lin Xingmo bent down and lowered his head.

The little pink tongue poked out and nimbly licked it. The hot minced meat was a little hot, neither salty nor bland, and very fragrant.

Lin Xingmo can be sure that this is the best food he has ever eaten since he could remember.

Even this eating posture has never been tried before.

Because it was hot, he patiently licked it slowly. The barbs on the kitten's tongue could arouse a little bit of meat foam each time, and then it was swallowed into the stomach to fill the empty stomach.

Although it is small, he is satisfied to be able to eat clean and fresh food.

As for eating by licking for the first time, it was a bit awkward at first, but he got used to it quickly.

Looking at the cat eating, Xu Yi couldn't help grinning, a cute smile appeared on his handsome and delicate face.

He could tell that the kitten was very hungry, but the way it ate was slow, serious and elegant, which almost made him cute.

If someone who knew him was here, they would probably be surprised to see the young man's expression at this moment.

The boy finished the bun skin in three or two bites.

Looking at the palm-sized cat and seeing it focus on food, he couldn't hold back, quietly stretched out his empty hand, and gently touched the little white cat's head with his fingers.

The soft touch of the fur made him slightly open his eyes, as if he was a little surprised and sighed. The next moment, the kitten, who was focused on eating, looked up at him.

Xu Yi froze immediately, his eyes rolling.

When he wanted to withdraw his hand guiltily, the little cat lowered its head again and started cooking seriously.

The boy's eyes brightened instantly.

Boldly, he continued to use his fingers to gently touch the kitten's head. The soft, furry and warm feeling hit his heart directly, making him shiver uncontrollably.

He finally touched the cat!

Ever since he was a child, Xu Yi liked cats very much, but no cat liked him. Even the girl from Grandpa Zhao’s house in the grocery store ran away when she saw him, and would not touch him at all.

The boy stroked the cat lightly, and his cheeks were still a little fat. He was flushed with excitement, and his black pupils were extraordinarily bright in the morning light.

The cat's fur is a hundred times and a thousand times softer than he imagined. He couldn't help thinking, if only he could touch it every day!

"Baby, will you come home with me?"

He thought again, and began to coax softly, "You see, in less than a day, we met twice, which proves that we are very destined, and even God wants you to come home with me."

Seeing that the cat ignored him, Xu Yi continued to make persistent efforts, "You are so skinny, you must have not eaten for a long time, it hurts to be hungry."

"Although I still rely on my mother to support me now, I can give you half of my food. When I get the scholarship, I can buy you a lot of delicious food."

He is still in elementary school, and the scholarship is not much, only the top three at the end of the middle term. No. 1 gets 2, No. 3 fifty, and No. [-] only ten.

But for a child like him, it is already a huge sum of money, after all, one yuan can buy four steamed buns.

There is not much meat stuffing, but it is barely enough for a kitten that is only one month old.

Lin Xingmo cherished the gravy on the plastic bag and licked it clean, then looked up at the child squatting in front of him.

He really looks like Xu Yi.

Just looking at the bright and bright smiling face on his face, seeing his clear eyes shining in the sun, and the babbling self-talk, I really don't feel resolute at all.

"How about it? Come home with me, I will treat you well!"

The boy squatted not far away, looking at him with a pair of black and white eyes full of pleading, and his childish voice was soft and soft.

The little white cat's ears moved.

Is he kidding?Lin Xingmo thought so.

"Meow……"

I wanted to answer yes, but when I opened my mouth, it was the childish cry of the little milk cat.

Lin Xingmo closed his mouth again, not very happy.

He didn't know that his cry was heard in Xu Yi's ears, but it was like the sound of heaven, and it was about to overwhelm him.

"You promised, right?"

The boy cautiously stretched out his hand. This time, the little white cat didn't avoid him. Not only did he successfully touch the cat's head, but he also hugged the little cat into his arms.

Xu Yi grinned, lovingly stroking the kitten in his arms, feeling more excited than getting full marks in the exam.

And Lin Xingmo, who was held in his arms and stroked, also slightly narrowed his eyes.

The breath on the child's body was very clean, and his thin and small body helped him resist the cold wind in the morning. It was warm and made him feel a little sleepy after he had just eaten.

He doesn't dislike children touching his fur, because his hands are very measured, gentle and gentle, with neither too much nor too little force.

Perhaps it was the cat's physical instinct, but he actually felt very comfortable.

When Xu Yi hugged him and stood up, he didn't struggle. Instead, when he felt the coldness, he shrank back into the child's arms.

"Don't be afraid, I will take you home."

Probably feeling his shrinking, the boy lowered his voice, said very gently, and then walked back with him in his arms.

When he passed the grocery store, he stopped and looked into the store with his head.

Lin Xingmo smelled the smell of other cats, it was the big orange cat that chased him that day.

Sure enough, when he looked up, he saw the big orange cat squatting on the counter, staring at them vigilantly with brown eyes.

Lin Xingmo looked back at it with a cold gaze.

But soon, the boy's warm palm blocked his face, blocking his vision.

The tense back slowly relaxed.

Lin Xingmo closed his eyes, but made a note in his heart, planning to develop a wave first.

"Grandpa Zhao, good morning, do you have any unused cardboard boxes here?" The voice of the young Qingyue sounded, which was completely different from the sweet and soft voice that just coaxed the cat.

"Oh, it's Xiaoyi."

The old man said kindly, "A cardboard box? How big is it? Is this okay?"

"Yes, thank you Grandpa Zhao!"

After asking for a cardboard box from the owner of the grocery store, Xu Yi squatted down again, and gently put the kitten in his arms into it.

Leaving the boy's warm embrace, Lin Xingmo felt a little cold, but the cardboard box blocked the cold wind blowing from all sides, which was better than outside.

He huddled in a corner and looked up.

The sky is divided into rectangles by cardboard boxes, and the black branches of the kapok tree can be seen. The child looked at him with a smile on his face warmer than the sun.

"Little baby, you stay inside first, don't be afraid, you will be home in a while."

The boxes were covered and the light was blocked.

The dark and narrow environment unexpectedly gave Lin Xingmo a sense of security. He wasn't a real cat, and he didn't struggle and bark.

The child started to run, and the cardboard box became a little bumpy.

Lin Xingmo adapted well, and even had the leisure to look out through the small hole on the wall of the box. Of course, his vision was limited, so he couldn't see much.

"Xiao Yi, why are you going back? Did you forget anything?"

"You have to hurry up, you're going to be late."

On the way back, he inevitably ran into Xu Yi's classmates. Lin Xingmo heard their greetings, two of which sounded familiar.

The boy ran home without delay or explanation.

Lin Xingmo squatted quietly until the cardboard box was placed on the ground and the lid was opened, revealing the young man's face that was smeared red from running violently.

He was panting lightly, his beautiful eyes were slightly bent, with a vigorous vigor belonging to this age.

"Little baby, we are home, you stay here first, I will come back to see you at noon."

After speaking, he got up and walked away.

Just when Lin Xingmo thought he had gone out, he saw him come back, holding two small bowls of dipping sauce in his hand, one filled with water and the other filled with chopped ham sausage.

"I took the ham sausage secretly from the cabinet. You have to eat it quickly and don't be seen by your mother."

After finishing speaking, the child went to get another old piece of clothing, stuffed it at the bottom of the box, stretched out his hand and patted his head, and then closed the box again, leaving only a gap.

Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of rattling running, and soon there was the sound of the security door slamming shut, and then the room fell into complete silence.

Lin Xingmo waited for a while, but did not hear any other movement, so he knew that the child's parents were probably not at home.

He stood up, shook the hair on his body, followed the smell and approached the bowl of water, stuck out the tip of his tongue, and licked it lightly.

The water was very cold, as if it wasn't fresh water from the tap, with a hint of sweetness, which made Lin Xingmo heave a sigh of relief.

He was really thirsty. This body hadn't had a drop of water since he woke up under the car, and he didn't know how long he hadn't eaten.

Therefore, Lin Xingmo unconsciously accelerated the speed of his tongue licking.

"patta-patta-"

The water was splashed and sprayed on the wall of the cardboard box, and it was wet all over, and the original dry box suddenly became a little more humid.

"Uh..." Lin Xingmo had no choice but to stop, his facial features wrinkled into a ball.

It is too inconvenient to drink water and eat only with the tongue.

Slowing down, Lin Xingmo lowered his head again, and began to study how to use his cat's tongue flexibly so that he could eat without getting it everywhere.

He's not a real kitten after all, and he doesn't want to waste precious food.

After being hungry and tasting the taste of hunger, he cherishes the hard-won food very much. Although the child said that he would support him, he does not look very rich.

Finally, after several attempts, Lin Xingmo learned how to drink water with his tongue without splashing——

The method is actually very simple, as long as you roll up the tip of your tongue after licking the water, and then retract it, the cat's dexterous tongue can fully allow him to do this.

After trying out a way, he can finally drink water gracefully.

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