My cat always wants to suck me

When Jiang Ruoran and the others came back to this room after a round trip, they saw a tall and thick man, wearing a bridal gown and sitting cross-legged on a stone bed, while Xing Yu and Ruan Chengyun were standing in front of him, with subtle expressions on their faces.

As soon as the man saw them, his eyes lit up instantly: "Take a look, I'm sure you're right! Just 5 minutes! There are only two coffins in the room, nothing..."

Yu Hongjun had already had a conditioned reflex, and when he saw the staff, he shouted, and the man wrinkled his face and complained: "Oh my mother, if you can still call out when you see me like this, I will obey you."

Wu Hua's stomach hurts from laughing.

Because this person can speak too much, until he came out of the haunted house, the thick and powerful voice was still echoing in everyone's minds.

As soon as Yu Hongjun came out of the haunted house, tears filled his eyes. Su Jingcheng took a step back in disgust, kept a distance from him, and sneaked up behind Wu Hua, pretending not to know this person.

Jiang Ruoran kicked him: "Get up."

Yu Hongjun's face turned pale: "It's too bad, I can't go..."

Wu Hua and Wang Zimo looked at each other, and said with a light smile, "Pay attention, there are two beautiful young ladies staring at you."

Yu Hongjun stood up like a carp: "Fuck, it's real or not, where is it?"

Jiang Ruoran shook his head, turned and left.

When a few people went out from the playground, they stopped by for a barbecue.

It was still daylight, and it wasn't time for dinner, but Wang Zimo and Yu Hongjun were clamoring for hunger, and there was almost nothing on the table.

Ruan Chengyun tried his best to protect a few strings of sweet crispy bones, and just put them on Xing Yu's plate when he remembered that he didn't like sweets.

It's not right to put it away for a while, and it's not right to take it back. He looked over inquiringly, Xing Yu reached out to take half of it, and put the other half back in his hand: "After reading it for a long time, I took the one I don't like, huh?"

Ruan Chengyun felt that he was really drugged by this cat demon. He said such words that deserved to be beaten, but he didn't have any temper at all, he just felt like he was acting like a baby.

He lowered his eyes and tried to wake up by biting on the skewers.

Acting like a baby is all floating clouds.

After eating, everyone dispersed. Before leaving, Su Jingcheng reluctantly followed Wu Hua: "Brother, are you really not going to see me off, or I'll send you back?"

Wu Hua looked at him inexplicably, thought for a while and said, "Farewell, then I'll see you off."

Su Jingcheng laughed, revealing two dimples, which looked sweet, but Ruan Chengyun felt that it was full of calculations.

When the two left, Ruan Chengyun was still looking at their backs. Xing Yu was not very happy. He stared at the boy, stepped forward and stood in front of him to look at him, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Ruan Chengyun was startled, and immediately retracted his eyes, always feeling a little guilty.

Wait, what did he do?

Why have a guilty conscience?

Before he could figure it out, Xing Yu had already dragged him to the side of the street. Ruan Chengyun came to his senses, looked back at him, and gently stroked his palm with his fingertips.

Xing Yu stopped, probably because his palms were a little itchy, and the light of the setting sun flowed on each other, making him want to have an urge to hug someone.

Ruan Chengyun smiled at him: "Take you somewhere."

Xing Yu was a little surprised, looked at him fixedly, and nodded.

The two of them didn't take a taxi anymore, they just walked down the street step by step. Two rows of poplar trees were neatly planted by the side of the road. When the weather was cold, the leaves of the poplar trees would dry up and fall off, covering the ground. A crackling sound was heard.

Xing Yu always thought this kind of voice was not only boring but also annoying, but now he found it very pleasant. He didn't know where Ruan Chengyun was taking him or how far he would go, but he followed without saying a word. , and even give people the illusion that they can grow old forever.

Ruan Chengyun's nose felt cold and he sniffed, Xing Yu reached out to cover his nose, Ruan Chengyun looked at him silently.

"I can't see the way with you."

Xing Yu withdrew his hand helplessly, silently remembering to wear a scarf when going out in the future.

Ruansoft's body is poor, so I can't catch a cold anymore.

The sun hit the poplar tree, casting shadows on it. It wasn't until reaching a guitar shop on the corner that Ruan Chengyun stopped, raised his hand and opened the door to enter.

The room was very warm, and as soon as I went in, I was greeted by the air-conditioning, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

Ruan Chengyun skillfully entered the music classroom inside, greeted everyone inside one by one, and finally said to a woman with a smile: "Sister Lan, please help me get my guitar."

Lan Yan nodded: "Okay, you haven't been here for a long time, are you busy with the start of school?"

"Busy, I joined the student union."

Without asking any more questions, after exchanging some pleasantries, Lan Yan turned around and went inside to pick up the guitar.

Xing Yu was slightly surprised: "Can you play the guitar?"

Ruan Chengyun winked at him: "Yes, but my mother didn't want me to play the guitar and learned it secretly."

As for why he couldn't see it, Ruan Chengyun didn't say, his father chased President Ji with an acoustic guitar back then, but it has become an old and sad story.

Xing Yu watched him blink, and moved his Adam's apple quietly, always feeling that this man seemed to be seducing him even by moving.

Ruan Chengyun's guitar is very good-looking, pure white guitar, cool but unobtrusive, a rare style, there is a Yun in the lower right corner, presumably it is a custom-made model, he is sitting on a chair with the guitar in his arms, his chin is raised, and he looks at it. Look proud and gentle.

"What do you want to hear?"

The boy is a bit cool, but also a bit provocative, Xing Yu couldn't hold back the corners of his lips: "Do you want to sing for me?"

"nonsense."

Ruan Chengyun thought about it, and felt that the atmosphere seemed a bit ambiguous, so he added a sentence to cover it up: "This is also a reward."

He thought about it all afternoon, and he always felt uncomfortable. In the end, he brought someone here, but in fact, he also had a little selfishness in his heart.

In fact, he just wanted to play the guitar for this person.

Maybe there will be no such opportunity in the future, he doesn't want to hide his heart, and he has regrets in the end.

At least today, he can play the guitar for Xing Yu.

Ruan Chengyun couldn't help but wonder if his father had the same idea back then, but in the end he caught up with President Ji, but after thinking about it, he felt so pitiful that he didn't even have a chance to say it.

Xing Yu took off his coat and sat in front of him. Ruan Chengyun casually plucked the strings: "What do you want to hear?"

"all good."

Ruan Chengyun smiled, thought for a while, played a flowing melody, the room was quiet, only the sound of the guitar and the youthful song.

——I want to write you into a song, I want to raise a cat, I want to go back to every scene, and I want to slow down every watch...

——The world is no bigger than the smile you and I stare at. Among all the passing scenery and people, you are the best to me.

The person holding the guitar and playing seems to be glowing. Obviously his singing skills are not good, and occasionally he will go out of tune slightly, but it makes Xing Yu's heart almost jump out of his chest.

It took him a long time to think of this song, lowered his eyes, reached out and pressed his hand on the strings of the guitar, and the guitar immediately became hoarse.

"I don't want to hear this one."

Ruan Chengyun was interrupted and looked up at him.

Xing Yu looked into his eyes and said seriously: "I don't like the following words."

Ruan Chengyun lowered his eyes: "Then what do you want to hear?"

Xing Yu hooked the corners of his lips: "Confession balloon."

Ruan Chengyun: "..."

He raised his eyes uncomfortably, Xing Yu seemed to see through something, and looked closely at his face: "Can't you?"

Ruan Chengyun uttered a few sounds, trying to disrupt Xing Yu's dominant meaning, his heart was uncontrollably chaotic, and he nodded indiscriminately.

"can."

The sweet song is the best match for autumn, as if the coolness has been dispelled, leaving only the romance of fallen leaves.

Ruan Chengyun calmed down and began to sing. Xing Yu was satisfied and looked at him without concealment.

After singing a song, neither of them spoke again. After a long time, Xing Yu leaned over and took his guitar, stared into his eyes and said, "Ruan Ruan, I'm very happy."

Ruan Chengyun relaxed a little: "Just be happy."

Xing Yu moved his fingers, and the emotions in his heart seemed to be surging. He tried his best to restrain his desire to hug the man's chest, and finally lowered his eyes in depression, clenched the guitar tightly, and let out a breath slowly.

"Ruan Ruan, don't sing to others in the future."

Ruan Chengyun raised his eyebrows unconvinced: "Why, my singing is ugly?"

"Good to hear."

Xing Yu raised his head, and the emotion in his eyes could not be suppressed: "So, I want to be the only one who can hear, is that okay?"

Ruan Chengyun was completely stunned.

What does Xing Yu mean by this?

The only thing that can't be said nonsense...

With so many thoughts, he didn't dare to guess the meaning that he was most looking forward to, so he could only snatch the guitar back and pretend to be relaxed, "No one listened to it."

Xing Yu pursed his lips, watched him put away the guitar while dodging his eyes, stood up helplessly and followed him away.

Forget it.

It can't be so sudden.

On the way back, neither of them said anything more. Ruan Chengyun had a headache all the way in the car, and Xing Yu was worried all the way.

Once back in the dormitory, Ruan Chengyun quickly took a shower and went to bed.

It was still early, and he wasn't sleepy, just tired, and the headache couldn't stop him from thinking wildly. Thinking back to Xing Yu's meaningful eyes in the music classroom, he couldn't help but think about it.

What if Xing Yu also likes himself?

Before, Ruan Chengyun felt that this possibility was not great, but now he was a little uncertain.

Xing Yu boiled hot water for him to drink, and started tidying up the house by himself.

The advantage of living with someone with a cleanliness disorder is probably that they can live in a clean and tidy house every day. Since the two of them lived together, Ruan Chengyun has never done anything by himself.

Xing Yu even sweeps the floor at ordinary times by himself.

The only thing Ruan Chengyun needs to do is to change the sheets on time, because Xing Yu hasn't learned how to change them yet.

He nestled on the bed, thought for a long time but felt that it was impossible, Xing Yu's impulsive personality, if he liked it, how could he not say it, he thought so much, and it was pitiful to fetch water from a bamboo basket in the end.

But staring at Xing Yu's unintentionally exposed white ears, Ruan Chengyun felt sad again. He sang all the confession songs and raised a cat, but in the end none of them belonged to him.

What a loss.

Ruan Chengyun hugged the quilt, and Xing Yu had already started sorting out some useless sundries. There were some cat supplies Ruan Chengyun bought on the cabinet, but they were of no use to Xing Yu. Not moving here.

Include some cat toys on it too.

Xing Yu reached out to get something, but he didn't want to press the switch of the electric mouse, and the little mouse squeaked and ran around in the cloth bag.

The sound startled Ruan Chengyun, Xing Yu's eyes lit up, and he instinctively stretched out his hand to pat it, but he forgot that he was not a cat's paw now, the human strength was too great, and he slapped down the box beside him.

In a blink of an eye, smoke and dust flew up, and a whole box of catnip was placed on his head.

Xing Yu exploded in an instant, and quickly turned back into a cat and jumped away, but he was still covered with dry grass leaves.