Snow Leopard Breeding Guide

Fu Yun was troubled for two days because the cat didn't talk to him for two whole days.

After he calmed down, he felt that it was his fault.He has his considerations, and the cat has his own thoughts.

Out of consideration for safety and freedom, he unilaterally felt that the cat should go away; the cat missed him, so he unilaterally insisted on staying, and even risked his life to protect him.

In all fairness, two lonely people have been together for so long, and when it's time to leave, it's really not that easy to let go.

Fu Yun felt that he misjudged the meaning of the cat, maybe he didn't want to leave him at all.

Although the cat may just be in love with the owner and has no other meaning, Fu Yun still feels very happy.

Apart from being happy, he calmly admitted his mistake and began to try to apologize.

But a certain big cat obviously didn't think so.

Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the snow leopard was furious.

His back hair stood on end for two days, and when the nurses came to check his body, he only answered a few simple words. As soon as Fu Yun appeared, he immediately turned back into a snow leopard, and pretended not to understand and could not speak, just grinning at him .

Even if he had to appear in human form occasionally, Fu Chen tried his best to retract his only four-handed finger into the bandage, lest he would be caught and slapped if he didn't pay attention.

Fu Yun was helpless and funny, and he couldn't be coaxed, so he had to avoid him for a while, and then go to coax him after his anger subsided.

Fu Chen actually didn't want to make trouble for too long. When he was lying on the bed at night, he thought about it and felt that he was also at fault.

Fu Yun's attitude was wavering, and he didn't mean to drive him away.It's just that he has ghosts in his heart, and if he is stimulated a little, he will become a sex bucket.

Fu Yun probably didn't mean that, he just thought cats were not necessary, and it would be better if they had cats, they could be each other's companions.

But it became an unbearable thing for him, and that person probably didn't understand why the cat was so angry.

He lay under the thick quilt and suddenly felt a little wronged.

He likes Fu Yun, but he can't tell him, if Fu Yun hates him, he doesn't even have to be a pet.

But I still want to tell him... I want him to know my mind, and I even dream of getting a response.

Snow Leopard turned his head away quietly.

The cat's eyes are very good in the dark, and he can clearly see Fu Yun's sleeping profile.

Fu Yun's sleeping face seemed to be very tired, running up and down every day was even harder than him, and people almost forgot that he was also an injured number.

He suddenly didn't want to make a fuss anymore.

Fu Chen quietly got up from the bed, landed his four paws on the ground and stood firm, then followed the smell, walked to the cabinet one step at a time, opened the drawer silently, and threw the two official documents into the trash can.

After finishing all this, he quietly pushed aside Fu Yun's quilt and got in.

When Fu Yun woke up the next day, he found himself trapped in a mass of slightly hard thick fur.

Fu Chen hugged him in his arms, sleeping soundly with his head tucked into his neck, his breath was steady and warm, and he slid into the spacious collar.

Fu Yun glanced at the snow leopard's thick front paws on his abdomen, and felt that the ribs that were about to heal were broken again.

But after thinking about it, he lay back down again, closed his eyes and hugged the cat with his backhand.

In the early morning of autumn, the wind poured in through the window, which already brought a little coolness, and the warmth wrapped around the bed felt comfortable and reassuring.

The two frequencies of breathing gradually rise and fall, intertwined with each other, and there is only the soft sound of the wind stirring the curtains in the room.

Winter is coming.

At the end of November, Fu Yun had already recovered, and he returned to the work of the Special Control Bureau.

Du Bin also recovered and was discharged from the hospital in early December, and Zhao Handong even returned to work with injuries after a two-week rest, and worked with everyone to deal with the complicated finishing work of the "Fengtoucong" case.

Hundreds of people flooded into the resettlement area, nearly half of them were dangerous people, and the "Jumang" team in charge of rear work became busy like ants on a hot pot.

The resettlement area is brightly lit all night, and "Jumang" works overtime every day until the early hours of the morning, and has greatly surpassed the "Hideous" group, becoming the most capable department of the Special Control Bureau.

After "Heng" returned from the trip, he learned that the vehicle escorting Xugou was hijacked by a group of people. The two sides fought fiercely, and the other side quickly retreated after killing Xugou, leaving a lot of casualties.

"Qi" attaches great importance to this matter.Because he is an orc, he was able to apply for being detained in the resettlement area.

So Fu Chen's former room was emptied out, and he did not become the new Class A No. 1 criminal in Area A, and was sent more than double the police force to guard him.

But instead of bursting out with the powerful fighting power that had been strengthened, he experienced heart failure several times, making "Jumang" flustered, and almost failed to keep this important prisoner.

After he did not wake up, his spirit seemed to have not recovered, his expression was sluggish, and his reaction was slow. After the person from "Gumang" checked him,

It is guessed that this is the damage caused by the strengthening potion.

During Fu Yun's hospitalization, although part of the work had to go through his hands, Lao Du was in charge of most of the work in the bureau.

During that time, Lao Du was dealing with complicated business affairs while worrying about Du Bin's injury.

On the first day Du Bin returned to work, Lao Du called him to give him a scolding, wishing that he could pack up his bags and go home to find a steady and stable job.

Dubin listened for four or ten minutes with a blank expression, and then walked away happily wagging his tail. Probably Gouzi felt that scolding him was also for his own good.

I don't know if he listened to it, but according to his back when he left the office, he seemed to be in a good mood, Lao Du felt that if this kind of thing happened to him next time, Du Bin would do it again.

There has been no news since he escaped to the high seas in the afternoon. Yin Xiang chased him a long way at the beginning, and turned back unwillingly until he couldn't hold on anymore.

I have been working with "Listening Truth" to catch Wu's clues for several months, and I have lost a lot of weight, and I look like a refined operator.

Wu's underground base is very large, and the "God of Sadness and Joy" suffered heavy losses this time, and immediately hid his own lies carefully.

All the clues obtained through forced interrogation were interrupted, and the Special Control Bureau had to temporarily suspend the search.

But Fu Chen didn't know these things. He had been lying in the hospital for almost three months, and now he was packing his things, happily preparing to leave the hospital.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Fu Chen finally waited for someone to pick him up.

On the third day after Fu Yun returned to work, he received a mission to go out. It took him half a month to go to Qiannan to catch bobcats, and he didn't come back in a hurry until the morning when Fu Chen was discharged from the hospital.

Since the two of them hadn't recovered from the stamina of the cold war when Fu Yun left, Fu Chen didn't pay much attention to this business trip, and didn't realize it until the person disappeared for nearly a week.

I have to say that a temporary separation is really a good way to solve the quarrel and cold war. After the shit shovel officer left for four days, Fu Chen was already thinking about it.

When Fu Yun came back, Snow Leopard had basically lost his temper, and happily stayed in the hospital waiting to be taken away. He also resolutely refused Lao Du's proposal to help pick him up.

Fu Yun was still wearing a jacket. In winter, the dampness and coldness deep in the mountains in southern Guizhou was comparable to the low temperature in the north. Fu Yun didn't even need to change his clothes when he got off the plane.

Just as he pushed open the door of the ward, a shadow surrounded him with the heating in the room.

"Brother! You are back!"

The cat hugged him directly, and Fu Yun was so strangled that he couldn't breathe, and smiled and asked him to let go.

Fu Chen was half a head taller than him when he became human, and he could smell the faint smell of laundry detergent on Fu Chen's clothes when he hugged him.

Very good, it seems that the cat has consciously bathed and washed clothes when he was away.

Fu Chen had already changed into a light white Tibetan robe, and Fu Yun picked up the luggage bag he had placed beside the bed: "Let's go, let's go home."

The inpatient building was quiet, the patients had already fallen asleep on time, and only the nurses walked back and forth in the corridor to check the wards, silently guarding this group of vulnerable people.

During the day, there are many warm and cold dramas in the world, and at night, it returns to the tired silence like the curtain call of the stage.

Fu Chen walked out of the inpatient building slowly, looked up at the sky.

City B is brightly lit at night, and the bustling downtown area is as bright as day, but in the open space in front of the building, Fu Chen was able to see the pitch-black night of City B.

Although his body has recovered, he is still weak and gasps for breath soon after standing.

Fu Yun was busy loading the salute into the car, when he saw the cat looking up at the sky disguised as a pillar, he couldn't help frowning.

"Get in the car, what are you doing here?"

Fu Chen climbed into the car obediently: "It's snowing."

"Huh?" Fu Yun also looked up for a while.

"No." He got into the cab and started the car, "By the way, there hasn't been snow in City B for three years."

The night outside the window was pitch black, Fu Chen observed the world seriously, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I haven't seen snow for a long time. I used to live in Zhuoma's house and I could see it every day. The last time I went to western Yunnan, I didn't encounter snow."

Fu Yun murmured and didn't answer.

It was quiet inside the car, but no one wanted to break this tranquility, only the occasional hustle and bustle of the world outside the car passed by.

Of course it wasn't because of the cold war, the temperature of the cold war seemed insignificant in the face of parting, Fu Chen just wanted to enjoy the rare time between the two of them.

"It's snowing." Fu Yun said in a low voice.

He looked out the front window of the car.

The snowflakes are falling finely and densely. At first, it is just like an illusion and dream, and then it gradually becomes real and clear. Unknowingly, a layer of quiet white is attached to the front cover of the car.

The street lamps under the old dormitory building are also old, and the white paint on the iron pillars has already peeled off like fallen leaves, leaving only a bare pillar and a dim old lamp, standing in the lonely night, listening to the sleepiness of thousands of families.

Fu Yun stuffed the wheelchair into the stairwell, saving the trouble of moving up and down when going out every day.

As soon as Fang turned around, he saw the cat wrapped in a robe standing in the snow, shaking slightly, as if enjoying the first snow.

Standing downstairs and watching is not good for people recovering from a serious illness, so Fu Yun persuaded the cat to go home to watch the snow.

The cat has been away from home for more than three months, and his things are still in place, but the smell that belongs to him in the house has gradually faded.

Fu Chen sat on the sofa, his eyes wandering among the furnishings in the room.

Fu Yun may not be able to feel it, but as a cat, he can naturally smell the marks he made on his territory, such as his favorite

The sofa position to lie on, a chair for eating, and a corner of Fu Yun's bed.

Now the smell of these places has dissipated, and there is a sense of loneliness.

Even though Fu Yun took care of the restoration meticulously, he still couldn't hide the fact that the original owner had been away for more than three months.

He suddenly felt distressed.

Fu Yun kept all the things in the family that belonged to the period of the family of three, and the restoration speed was amazing. Even if Fu Chen was mischievous sometimes, he could put all the things back to their original places.

Old things may be carefully preserved, but the love once received can no longer be retrieved.

Its lonely soul can only be stored in a certain fragment of memory, waiting to be accidentally touched one day, and then, like a snake and scorpion, it will jump out and make a heart for the flesh.

Fu Chen opened the balcony door, moved a small mat and sat out.

Chuxue was quiet and cold, and the lights in the distance were dim and light. He sat on the dim balcony, as if overlooking the world.

Fu Yun searched around the house but couldn't find the cat, and finally found a quiet figure on the balcony.

A thick overcoat was put on his shoulders, Fu Chen looked back, and saw that Fu Yun also pulled Zhang Xiaomazha and sat beside him: "Are you tired? Shouldn't it be time for bed?"

Fu Chen leaned towards him subconsciously, chuckled and said in a low voice, "I've been watching for a while."

Fu Yun turned around and turned off the light in the living room. The surroundings were pitch black at first, and then against the background of night, the flying snow was like the top of the waves of Swan Lake, and the spinning and jumping became more and more brisk and clear.

"There is a strange rumor among human beings. It is said that when you watch it with your loved one when it snows for the first time, it will last for a long time." Fu Yun said suddenly.

Then it seemed to fall into the memory again, and the voice became a little elusive in the night.

"When my mother was still there, she liked to take my dad downstairs to watch the snow. After she left, my dad never sat quietly and watched the snow."

"But the rumors belong to the rumors, and the moral is still good."

Fu Chen lowered his head and thought for a moment, then asked as if joking: "Watch with the little pet, can the little pet have the right to eat spicy food?"

Fu Yun was amused. Although this big cat only ate meat for three meals a day because of its species, its taste was gradually on par with that of humans, especially in the Sichuan and Sichuan regions.

The mutton is not eaten unless it is roasted, and it is very delicate.

But because of the taboo of spicy food for healing, Fu Chen has been hungry for three months and has not been able to eat spicy food. He hid a bag of spicy sticks in the cabinet and took it out to smell it every day, and then continued to eat the healing meal with a bitter face.

"No, wait until your health recovers."

Fu Chen curled his lips, pretending to be resentful and said, "You don't love me."

Fu Yun was stunned by his gangster logic and was speechless for a moment, then pulled him up from the saddle: "Okay, you have to go to sleep."

When going to bed at night, Fu Shen had a place on Fu Yun's bed as usual.

And because he was an injured number with a serious palm injury, he was allowed to sleep as an adult, but he had to cover himself with his own quilt.

Just sleeping until midnight, a certain cat, relying on its predecessor as a nocturnal animal, quietly kicked off its own quilt and sneaked into the nearby site, into the warm embrace of someone lying on its stomach, it was so comfortable that it kept purring, and hugged it tightly. He refused to let go.

Fu Yun was so tormented that he woke up, frowning and trying to push the cat away, but he heard the pain in his sleep: "Don't move, my hand hurts..."

Fu Yun immediately declared defeat like a deflated ball, carefully moved the cat's hands to a safe position, then turned around and hugged him and fell into a drowsy sleep, subconsciously soothing the cat's back with his hands.

Fu Chen hid in the warm space made up of his arms and quilts to have fun, a certain big cat's ability to hit a snake with a stick was really superb.

Taking advantage of Fu Yun's deep sleep, he quietly left his scent on his chest.

More than three months later, this always-drenched home has a brand-new scent mark.

Don't worry, no matter how far away you are, I will come back to you.

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