Shit shovel officer come and feed me

The room was quiet, only the sound of the young man tapping the keyboard.

The more he hammered, the harder he hammered, and it turned into a slow pressing of his fingers. The clicking sound was so comfortable that he suddenly remembered something.

He went to bed too early last night, it seems that he forgot to weave dreams for the man?

The slender fingers paused. After thinking of this incident, the young man was stunned, and then slowly covered his face.

So early in the morning, the man was so strange because he didn't have a good dream?

After a while, he sighed, threw the keyboard aside, and squatted on the sofa waiting for the man to come back.

Forget it if you forget it yesterday, and you must not forget it today. He must give the man a sweet dream tonight!

The handsome young man put his arms around his knees and sat on the sofa waiting. He waited until he was shivering from the cold, but the man hadn't come back yet.

The young man had no choice but to look for clothes in the man's bedroom. He sneezed, then continued to search, and finally found a coat and put it on.

As a result, squatting on the sofa is still cold.

He suddenly realized that the transformation was not good. After turning into a human form, his fluffy and warm hair was gone, and he couldn't keep warm at all.

So the young man could only roll himself into a ball and shrink his fingers into his sleeves.

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, a pair of furry animal ears appeared on the young man's head, and a big fluffy white tail appeared behind him.

He wept with joy, pulled his tail to his eyes, held it tightly with his whiter hands, and started to masturbate.

It feels so nice, fluffy and warm.

After touching his fur, the young man looked forward to returning to his original appearance soon.

At least I didn’t feel so cold in the first place, and I could still sleep in the cat’s nest and pillows…

The young man's hand holding the tail froze, and he suddenly jumped up from the sofa and ran to the man's bedroom.

The man's bedroom is very simple, a bed, a table and a wardrobe, and then his cat's litter.

The young man shrugged his nose from the cold, and his blue eyes were watery at the moment.

Why did he just wait on the sofa so stupidly!

Look at this bedroom, look at that bed, look at that thick quilt that looks very warm!

The young man let go of his tail, and threw himself onto the bed in a large size, his whole face buried in the pillow and rolled over and over again.He rolled on the bed for a while, and then couldn't wait to lift the quilt and get in, letting out a contented sigh.

Sure enough, it was much warmer than on the sofa.

He was probably confused by the cold before, but the young man found a reason for himself, and then pulled the quilt over to wrap himself tightly, until he wrapped himself into a silkworm baby shape that was hard to move, and then stopped.

"When will he come back?" In the silent bedroom, the young man's faint voice sounded.

No one answered him.

On the bed in the bedroom, the young man lay flat in the "silkworm cocoon" with his ears supported, listening to the sound of the wind blowing by outside, and the distant conversation with the students...

The man hasn't come back yet.

After a long time, under the erosion of raging sleepiness, he couldn't hold it anymore.

The long and curly eyelashes blinked, and the drooping dog eyes also became sleepy. He yawned, closed his eyes slowly, and fell asleep completely.

As for whether the man will be scared when he comes back and see him like this, will he treat him as a monster, will he go to a Taoist priest...

All thoughts gradually fade away with the arrival of sleepiness.

……

Xiang Ru's state is not very right today, he is too easily distracted today.

When he was standing on the podium in class, whether he was reading the handouts or facing the group of students below, he always seemed to see a pair of blue eyes.

It seems to belong to a cat, round pair, as blue as the clear sky.It seems to belong to a person, that person has fair complexion, delicate facial features, long and thick eyelashes cast a fan-shaped shadow when he lowers his eyes, looking innocent and wronged...

In front of the podium, on the desk... wherever he saw, those eyes appeared there.

Xiang Ru closed his eyes, forcibly erased those blue eyes from his mind, then opened them, put away the handouts, and left the classroom.

"Teacher, what you just said..." After class, some students who were still confused by that face tried to approach.

"If you have any questions, please email." Xiang Ru turned sideways with an indifferent expression, and his voice seemed to be mixed with ice.

The girl was stunned, and when she came back to her senses, the handsome man had already left her sight.

Xiang Ru frowned and reversed the car into the white line, unfastened his seat belt and got out of the car.

His thoughts are confused now, and he instinctively wants to go back and look at the cat, look at those blue eyes, and he seems to think that as long as he sees those eyes, he can end the current chaos.

But he didn't expect this to happen.

A long-haired man stood in front of him, with delicate features and fair skin. He was wearing a white robe with wide sleeves and a narrow waist. He was familiar with the embroidered patterns on the clothes.

He has seen.

on that person.

Now, he saw it in another person.

The clothes of the man in front of him are exactly the same as the clothes of the young man in the dream, and the looks of the two are also somewhat similar.

Xiang Ru gently closed the car door, looked at the man in front of him, and finally set his eyes on the man's face.

Taking a closer look, the resemblance between this person and the youth is actually not that high.

The young man's eyes were blue like the sky, and the corners of his eyes drooped slightly, making his whole person's demeanor look innocent.The person in front of him had a pair of black pupils, the tails of his eyes were slightly upturned, and his demeanor was cold.

Xiang Ru's Adam's apple tightened, "Who are you?"

What is the relationship with youth?

He asked, with a hint of hostility that he didn't realize, but the man just stood there straight as if he didn't see him.

The mobile phone in the computer bag buzzed a few times, but Xiang Ru didn't look at it, just stared at the reaction of the man in front of him.

After a while, he realized something was wrong.

Although the man seemed to be looking at him, he didn't seem to see him at all.

Seeing that the man frowned, Xiang Ru turned his head to the side, as if there was another person beside him, but in his opinion, there was nothing but air beside that person.

No, there seems to be a black shadow on the right side of that person...

Before Xiang Ru could see clearly, he heard the man speak: "You said you tried to go to his dream?"

Xiang Ru failed to hear the man's next words, the man disappeared from his sight as soon as he finished speaking.

At the stairs not far away, Mr. Li looked at him worriedly, "Xiao Xiang, what did you just say?"

Xiang Ru's fingertips tightened, and he pursed his lips when he met Mr. Li's concerned gaze, "It's nothing, I just felt that there was a point of knowledge that I didn't explain well just now."

"Hey, what's the matter, just add it in the next class..."

……

Old Li's voice gradually faded away, Xiang Ru stopped at the door, and looked downstairs again.

The empty place, the man he saw just now seemed to be just his hallucination.

But the man spoke of dreams.

——"You said you tried to go to his dream?"

He remembered this sentence very clearly, so clearly that he could even remember the expression on that person's face when he said this sentence: a little surprised but still thinking about it.

Xiang Ru lowered his eyes and opened the door.

The first thing that caught my eye was the coats that had fallen all over the floor, one by one, extending from the sofa to the door of the bedroom.

He stepped forward to pick it up, put it on his arm, and then he saw the familiar keyboard, and there were scratches on some two keycaps, like the paw prints of some kind of animal.

Xiang Ru: "..."

When he opened the door of the bedroom, he didn't see the fat ball of hair, but there were several pieces of his clothes piled up on the bed, and even the quilt was rolled into a roll.

He put away those clothes, and then opened the quilt that was wrapped like a spring roll. Not surprisingly, he found a hairball sleeping on its back.

Xiang Ru stretched out two fingers to pinch the nape of the opponent's neck, picked up the milk cat, and then sighed.

"It's so small, how can it make such a mess?"

What responded to him was a purring sound, which seemed to be uncomfortable being carried by him. The milk cat raised one paw and scratched its ear, then yawned, turned its head and continued to sleep.

Xiang Ru: "..."

He could only pinch the tips of the milk cat's ears, and began to tidy up the mess in the room, from the bedroom to the living room, and finally stopped in the kitchen.

Xiang Ru looked at the off-white countertop, and wiped it with his hand, as expected, there were some oily stains on his fingertips.

Not only on the stage, but also on the gas stove, there are dots of oil droplets.

It's like splashing out of a pan.

Xiang Ru's eyes darkened, and his gaze swept over the oil bottle beside him, and he saw a lot less, except for these, everything else seemed to be normal, the same as when he left home.

Finally, his eyes fell on the trash can.

Xiang Ru found a pair of plastic gloves and put them on, squatted down, and slowly took out some eggshells from the trash can.According to the shape of the edges of the eggshells, he spliced ​​the eggshells in groups of two.

Looking at the eggshells on the plastic bag on the ground, the corner of the man's mouth ticked.

He spliced ​​the eggshell together, which was obviously different from the other broken eggshells, and put it aside.

After taking out the egg shells, there were only some packaging bags and plastic wrap left in the trash can. After taking these out, at the bottom of the trash can, he saw a very miserable-looking... fried egg.

If it could still be called an omelette.

Xiang Ru looked at the eggshells on the bag in front of him and the fried eggs that were almost charred, and at the small oil droplets on the stands, and easily made up the story.

Someone poured a lot of fried eggs, the oil splashed out, and the eggs were burnt... The man washed the pan, arranged the oil bottle, and restored everything to the way he left it.

But the other party forgot to wipe off the oil droplets on the stage, and instead of throwing away the egg shell and the failed fried egg, they threw it into the trash can.

It's interesting...a hundred secrets and a sparse one.

After Xiang Ru washed his hands, he touched his lower lip with his fingertips.

The man could bite him while he was sleeping, leaving a tooth mark, and he could try to fry an egg after he left the house, and finally erase the mark, but accidentally left eggshells and... coke.

Blue eyes flashed in his mind, and Xiang Ru smiled.

Although he didn't know how it was done, but...he was sure that the person who bit him and the person who tried the fried egg were the same person.

——In the dream, the blue-eyed youth.