Feral cat domestication manual

After being dazed for a few seconds, Jiang Ci immediately pressed the bell beside the bed.Then, while Gao Juan was still immersed in her own world to scoop soup, she quickly snatched the bowl and spoon from her hand.

Gao Juan was robbed, and her attention was shifted to Jiang Ci, she stared straight at Jiang Ci, her face gradually became ferocious, her voice was painful and full of hatred: "Didn't you say you loved me back then? You say you have nothing but love me! That’s how you love me?! I’m sorry for my parents, I’m sorry for my son, I’m even sorry for myself! I’m only worthy of you...I...I’m sorry for you..."

Gao Juan began to cry mournfully as she yelled, her bony hands clutched her collar tightly, looking as if her heart was being twisted like a knife, and she was in great pain.

Jiang Ci had never seen his mother get sick before. He was stunned and couldn't believe it. When the nurse arrived and saw Gao Juan's agitated and abnormal behavior, he rushed outside to call the doctor.

Jiang Ci only knew that someone in a white coat passed in front of him, comforting and administering medicine to Gao Juan.

He was advised by the doctor to leave the ward first, because Gao Juan seemed to regard him as her husband, his father, Jiang Yongqian.

When Jiang Ci walked into the aisle, Jing Cong sat on the chair by the side, and he went over and sat next to each other without saying a word.

Gao Juan didn't mind that Jiang Ci was gay, she also liked that jerky and obedient child very much. Ever since she saw Jing Cong followed Jiang Ci into the ward, she knew that she had long been out of touch with society, even if she didn't think of that level, Know that the meaning is not ordinary.

After more than ten years of imprisonment, she thought about everything about her son, and she seemed to think about herself, even Jiang Yongqian.

But Gao Juan didn't let go of her relentless feelings towards Jiang Yong. It was this that made her crazy and mentally disturbed.From the moment the knife in her hand fell, she regretted it and was unwilling to resign. Why did she give everything, but ended in a dismal and bloody end.So when Jiang Ci came to see her as a child, she told Jiang Ci to be independent, to be ruthless, and to be selfish.

Jiang Ci's immersion in the human society is not the same as what his mother has instilled in him.He continued to grope with a vague understanding, and unknowingly grew up to become the current Eji.

Misfortune and luck are always mixed, and they are still mixed together and difficult to distinguish.

No one knows whether this is luck or misfortune.

Jing Cong turned around, put his arm around Jiang Ci, and put the car key in Jiang Ci's hand, "I went to see it, and I just came up not long ago."

"Auntie, she..."

"It's okay," Jiang Ci grabbed Jing Cong's hand with his backhand, "I'll go and have a look, wait for me here."

Jiang Ci went to inquire about the situation again, and was told by the doctor that it was not suitable for visiting at present, and he could go back first.

On the way back, the two of them didn't communicate much, and they were silent the whole time.When he was climbing the stairs, Jiang Ci walked ahead and turned around, only to see Jing Cong walking slowly behind with his head downcast.He walked back a few steps, pushed Jing Cong's shoulders and continued to walk home.

"Did Auntie do this because of our affairs?" Jing Cong spoke first as soon as he entered the room.

Jiang Ci realized that he was immersed in his own thoughts all the way, which made Jing Cong misunderstand.

The ups and downs of these two days alone are enough, even if it is harmless, it will make each other feel insecure.

"No, my mother likes you very much," Jiang Ci reflected in time, and stepped forward to admit his mistake, "It's because I shouldn't just think about things by myself on the way, and I have been thinking about the reason for my mother's illness."

Jing Cong was anxious all the way back, thinking that Jiang Ci's mother was sick because of him, and then made Jiang Ci embarrassed, so Jiang Ci was silent all the way.

Now he was relieved after listening to Jiang Ci's words.

"I asked you to go down and look at the car to dismiss you on purpose. My mother knows me too well, and I didn't intend to hide it from her, so I decided to make it clear. After you left, my mother asked us about us, but she didn't No objection, she likes you very much. It's just... because she knew that I have never been able to like women or get married, she seemed relieved... she remembered her own affairs, and then recognized me as Jiang Yongqian. And I It is only today that I really fully understand my mother. She has never come out, and she is not reconciled to the end of her efforts. Our matter is just an introduction, so don’t worry too much. I have nothing to do, and my mother also There's no need for me to think of a way. The relationship between me and her is actually a bit... special. I can only try my best to make her life as easy as possible for the rest of her life. "

Jiang Ci said a lot at once, and finally smiled wryly.

Jing Cong didn't speak, just looked at Jiang Ci.Feeling distressed again, indescribable love and sadness filled my heart at the same time.He seemed to have such overwhelming emotions only when facing Jiang Ci.

Jing Cong can't say nice words to make people happy, unlike Jiang Ci, he can express his feelings without hindrance.But ever since he opened the door of that compartment without authorization in the morning, and then ran down desperately and whispered "I know it all" in Jiang Ci's ear, he secretly thought, I will not let him stay in the room any longer. The place where he was alone.

He has nothing, and he has nothing that other people have.

But as long as Jiang Ci still likes him for a day, he will always stay by his side.

Jing Cong saw the rose placed on the window sill across Jiang Ci, which he had given to Jiang Ci a week ago.

It's still in the glass bottle, it's dying.

He thought that Jiang Ci would still cook dinner for the two of them every night, and then he could buy new roses before the old roses withered and before dinner in the day.