Feral cat domestication manual

Jiangci woke up naturally at seven o'clock in the morning as usual. This sleep was sweet, but not very comforting... In fact, after he fell asleep early in Jingcong last night, he still had trouble brewing sleep.

When I thought that I had done so much, I actually forgot the most important thing!

After talking a lot, it actually made people fall asleep!

What are you going to sleep on? !

Not sure what to sleep with? !

What's the matter with them sleeping together? !

It's like teasing a little wild cat outside after a long time, and they all entered the house but forgot to close the door!Although the cat stayed well and did not run away.However, Jiang Ci still had ten thousand muddy horses galloping past in his heart.

Where's my brain!Where's my brain!

He seemed to be "rejuvenated", unable to calm down or calm down at all.

He almost jumped up and shook Jing Cong awake.

Thus, there was the scene in the morning.

Mr. Jiang, who is very diligent and punctual with a biological clock, has two dark circles under his eyes, and is staring down at the sleeping kitten. Because of sleeping on his stomach, the kitten's mouth opens and closes slightly, and then the beautiful jawline comes into view. Take a closer look and there is a small mole on the lower jaw.

When Jing Cong opened his eyes, what he saw was Jiang Ci staring at him for a moment.

"woke up?"

Jing Cong crawled up and sat up in the posture, rubbed his eyes, and felt embarrassed when he thought that he was being watched all the time, "...Well, Mr. Jiang, have you been awake for a long time?"

"Well," Jiang Ci replied casually, "I'm thinking about how to turn the stray cats I picked up into domesticated ones."

"Wild cat? Where is it?" Jing Cong searched around subconsciously.

Jiang Ci pouted at him, "Here, aren't you here?"

Jing Cong's eyes were full of question marks, and his slightly frowned eyebrows looked serious. After a few seconds, he suddenly realized, and plunged into the quilt expressionlessly, and said "huh".

"Hey, I don't want my head anymore!" Jiang Ci hurriedly supported him and pulled him away from the quilt, with a tense smile on his face, "Get up quickly."

Jing Cong blushed, and he didn't know if he was more bored or ashamed.

"Student Jing Cong, since you like me no matter what, a little bit," Jiang Ci finally got to the point, repeating what Jing Cong said last night, "Then would you like to give Teacher Jiang an extra identity? ?”

This time Jing Cong answered quickly, although his voice was still very soft: "Okay."

"What kind of identity is good?" Jiang Ci said rascally.

Jing Cong didn't look at him, and responded silently.

Jiang Ci grabbed his arm and approached him with a smile, "Boyfriend? Or just call him..."

Jing Cong is not stupid if he doesn't understand other things.

"That's all." He quickly interrupted Jiang Ci, not letting anyone continue talking.

Someone got what he wanted, but he still had to coax the awkward little wild cat back.

"Come and have breakfast after washing up," Jiang Ci put on the table two ready-made sandwiches and whipped soy milk, all of which he bought specially yesterday.

While waiting for Jing Cong, Jiang Qiao called.

"Well, I picked him up and left the hospital yesterday." Jiang Ci raised his eyes and saw Jing Cong came out of the sink and sat across from him, and signaled him to eat first with his eyes, "My mother has no serious physical problems, but her condition worsened after being stimulated. "

Jing Cong didn't eat first, just sat obediently and waited for Jiang Ci to finish his phone call.

"I really want to hire a nurse, but I haven't met a reliable one for now."

"Okay, then you can give me a brief introduction first, and I will contact you in person later."

"Thanks, I'll invite you to dinner next time."

Jiang Ci put down the phone and said, "Jiang Qiao is calling. Eat quickly."

Only then did Jing Cong pick up the sandwich, and said at the same time as Jiang Ci: "Dinner is ready!"

"Do you know why I say this before eating?" Eji said after taking a bite, "My mother told me when I was a child that eating, sleeping and resting are the happiest times, so try to zoom in This kind of happiness has formed this habit.”

"Auntie is so nice."

Jiang Ci smiled, "Come and see her with me in the afternoon, okay?"

Jing Cong licked the bread crumbs around his mouth, he hesitated for a while, and finally nodded with his lips pursed.

After eating the sandwich in his hand, Jing Cong blew and drank the soy milk. After a while, he asked, "Auntie, why is she staying in the hospital?"

Jiang Ci never mentioned his own affairs to Jing Cong before, because he knew that he and Jing Cong were of the same kind in a certain sense, but the difference between him and Jing Cong was that he had already left the past in the dust, just like treating Jing Cong. Like the seventh floor where he used to live, the dark corner of his heart has long since disappeared.

But Jing Cong is still immature and thin, and the bloody wounds all over his body have not healed.

He didn't take the initiative to mention it, but Jing Cong didn't want to deliberately hide it when he asked about Jiang Ci, "Before she was admitted to the hospital, my mother had been serving her sentence in prison. Gao Lei's sudden visit to the prison before was stimulated. But her mental state has never been very good. Healthy, because...Xiao Cong, do you want to know this, I'm afraid you won't be able to accept it for a while."

Jing Cong had a serious expression on his face, and said seriously: "I want to know, because you are...boyfriend."

When I heard this word for the first time, even Mr. Jiang, who had spent half the time thinking about it, felt a huge shock.

After a while, Jiang Ci smiled, this smile bloomed from the bottom of his heart, his eyes were burning, "Yes."

When Jiang Ci said those words immediately afterwards, his tone was calm, without any ups and downs, as if he was telling someone else's story.

Jing Cong clenched the cup tightly, Jiang Ci's every word was neatly arranged and smashed at him one by one, and all the constructions he had made in his mind in advance seemed to be experiencing a major earthquake. Crash a little.It is more intimidating than after listening to the recording last time.

Last time he was amazed by Jiang Ci's emotional adjustment and transformation speed, this time he couldn't believe Jiang Ci's calm and indifferent.

Jing Cong was picking at the cup with his hands, and he heard Jiang Ci say that Jiang Ci lived on the seventh floor where he was now living when he was a child; He Guang didn't let him use the storage compartment when he was renting a house, and Jiang Ci was once locked in it for two days. It's too late; although he has a new guardian, Eci has been living alone since he was 11 years old.

Jing Cong couldn't understand the words empathy at all at this time.

He clearly understood that what he felt at this moment was completely different from that of Jiang Ci, a person who had personally experienced it, and it turned out to be the other way around.

He still had the temperature of the soy milk in his hand, but when Jiang Ci told him what happened to him, he only needed to replace himself a little, and felt like a basin of ice water poured over his head.And Jiang Ci's way of eloquently speaking, undoubtedly brought this coldness to the blood, flowing all over his body.

Just how deep is the pain, so that a person can treat the pain as so ordinary in the future, talking about it is like talking about the boring porridge I ate yesterday, or the birds I saw outside the window when I got up early this morning.

At the core of Jiang Ci's attitude toward this world, there is only indifference.

He almost finished talking without any reservations, finally stopped, looked at Jing Cong's uneasy face, raised his hand to caress Jing Cong's eyebrows, "Did it scare you?"

"No," the eyes of the two met, Jing Cong just wanted to run away, "I want to go up."

"is it okay?"

The color in Jiang Ci's pupils faded little by little, and he spoke slowly, and his voice was low at this time: "Yes."

He watched Jing Cong rush towards the door, and he wanted to remind him to be careful with the back of his head.