She squatted down gently in front of the cat.flash dance net

It was a stray cat with mixed hair, about a few years old, and it was licking its paws intently at the moment, flicking its tail around, and knocking on the tattered magazines that were casually read and thrown there; The humans in front of him don't care.

This made me, who usually doesn't like these hairy things, hate them even more now.

Then I saw, she stretched out her hand, and slowly...

Ah, no, they are very fierce and can bite!

Just as I was thinking this, I saw her directly take away the magazine under the cat.Then he stood up quickly, and jumped back twice as if he was afraid of being scratched by a cat.Then, he turned and left without a second thought.

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It turned out that she didn't like cats.

I stood dumbfounded, suddenly aware of this.

Seeing her walking towards the road just now, I subconsciously continued to follow behind her.

I don't like cats...don't all girls like cats?

As I thought about it, I saw her flipping through the tattered magazine while walking, and approached carefully, and heard this murmur:

"I didn't buy it before this issue, and the boss didn't have it, but I picked it up today~ Let me look through it... Ah, I found it."

She stared at the opened page, stood there for a moment, and then walked on. — which made me wonder what was on that page.

Are those pictures of popular handsome male singers?

I snorted softly, adjusted my glasses with my left hand in my pocket, then took them off and put them in my pocket.

Did she like those things too?

I'm a little frustrated.

I followed silently all the way, and finally arrived at her home. ——It was a duplex apartment that looked good. She stood at the door and rang the bell, and soon disappeared.

... Another day has passed.

I sat down by the fence of the rose garden next to her house, and idly stayed for a while, looking inside from time to time, until there was a light there, and I realized that it was already night.

Alas... going out on sunny days, and on ordinary days of prayer, sometimes in the afternoon, sometimes in the evening; occasionally with a woman, or followed by two small children.

When is the next day when I can talk to her?

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