Chapter 78 Thank you everyone! We are reconciled
Meng Weishen did not let his guard down. He didn't know what new challenges Jiang Ranxu was going to give him or what misleading conditions he was going to set.
But he probably understood the intention of the person who set the question: Jiang Ranxu loved him very much, to the point of developing a certain self-deprecating mentality, always feeling that he was not worthy of the same love, which was why he repeatedly tested whether he could accept his true self.
His solution was that as long as he kept proving his love, Jiang Ranxu would not be able to continue misleading him.
Fortunately, Jiang Ranxu didn't have the energy to ask him questions for the time being. After the attack, he fell into a kind of lost tranquility. After a long silence, he swayed a few times, and his whole face pressed into his shoulder. His breath gently patted his skin, itching.
The tranquility only belatedly made Meng Weishen panic. He couldn't help but wonder, if he hadn't stopped him in time, how far would Jiang Ranxu have continued to wash? He even doubted that he could wash away the flesh and blood clinging to the bones.
Meng Weishen hugged Jiang Ranxu as tightly as he could so that he could lean on him and rest for a while: "Jiang Ranxu, are you feeling better now? Do you need... any psychiatric medication?"
Jiang Ranxu replied lightly, "It's okay. I don't need to take medicine. I feel much better holding you."
"Why? I don't have any sleeping pills on me."
"I don't know. I actually hate physical contact with anyone, except you."
"Why is that? I'm no cleaner than anyone else. I even went to the police station last night."
After vaguely guessing that Jiang Ranxu might have obsessive-compulsive disorder, Meng Weishen flipped through some books on psychological disorders. But he still couldn't quite understand how Jiang Ranxu distinguished between "clean" and "dirty." The degree of dirtiness in his eyes was highly subjective, with no objective criteria.
As for Jiang Ranxu's subjective feelings, Meng Weishen could not learn them, he could only understand them.
"I don't know either." Jiang Ranxu breathed softly into his neck. "Anyway, if you abandon me in the future, I will wash myself until my skin peels off and then die, then turn into a ghost and come back to find you..."
Qin Shi Huang started to cry out. Meng Weishen quickly covered his mouth and said, "When did I abandon you? No, it was you who wanted to abandon me. You're really good at turning the tables."
Jiang Ranxu smiled and hurriedly finished the second half of the ghost story: "...and then possess your second marriage partner. Every night when you're halfway through sex with him, you'll see my face."
"What's a second marriage partner? There's no such thing." Meng Weishen felt a chill on his back, as if an invisible ghost was lying there. He weighed his shoulders and said, "The hospital isn't clean either. There's dog hair everywhere. Can I go home with you to catch up on some sleep?"
Jiang Ranxu nodded, his eyelashes prickling and itching him.
"Okay, let's go home."
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The neighborhood was less than a kilometer away from the veterinary hospital, and it only took about twenty minutes to walk home. However, Meng Weishen was entangled by Jiang Ranxu, who insisted that he wait until he fell asleep before leaving, causing him to waste more time.
Jiang Ranxu put his arm around his waist and wrapped the quilt tightly around them.
Is it all over? Can he finally rest in peace?
Meng Wei was deeply trapped in the warm trap and almost let down all his defenses and fell asleep with Jiang Ranxu.
In a trance, Qin Shi Huang screamed in his ear again. His heart raced, and he braced himself to rush to the veterinary clinic. This was the ultimate affliction for married people with children (dogs).
Meng Weishen returned to the small table where Qin Shi Huang was receiving his IV. After a sleepless night, he was so sleepy he couldn't even lift his eyelids. Even though the surroundings were filled with chaotic barking, he still lay down beside the doghouse and fell asleep, his pillow filled with the stinky, overpowering smell of puppy.
For several hours, he fell into another dark, unknown space, without dreams, no light perception, and no consciousness. It was not until a wet thing repeatedly licked his cheek that he escaped from the unknown space. When he opened his eyes, his nose almost collided with Qin Shi Huang's big nose.
It must have been around noon. The aroma of hot food wafted through the air, overwhelming the smell of puppy. Hungry, Meng Weishen's sense of smell was as sharp as a small animal's. Following the scent, he found a full thermos bag on a nearby chair.
Living together for a long time creates strange tacit understandings between people. Meng Weishen was surprised to find that even if he couldn't see the inner pot, he could tell it was Jiang Ranxu's cooking just by smelling it.
Jiang Ranxu really walked out of the doctor's office, carrying a black airline suitcase. The suitcase was extremely concealed, and it was impossible to see what was inside.
Sleep, food, and water are essential for maintaining a normal human state. Jiang Ranxu seemed to be in good spirits. However, Meng Weishen's experience from a few hours ago kept flashing back in his mind. He was still terrified and on guard against Jiang Ranxu's relapse.
The other party placed the flight case at his feet. Meng Weishen heard a faint cry and, before he had even swallowed the sweet and sour pork between his teeth, he quickly squatted down to check the situation.
A few clumps of gray fur emerged from the vent. It turned out to be a kitten. Meng Weishen stuck his finger into the vent and poked its back, only to feel a soft velvet cloud.
My god, cats feel so good. In comparison, Qin Shi Huang is like a loach, hard and slippery.
In front of Qin Shi Huang, Meng Weishen didn't dare to show too much joy: "Where did you pick up the cat?"
Jiang Ranxu said, "I found it last night when I was looking for Qin Shi Huang. Let's give it a physical examination first to see what's going on."
Meng Weishen brushed his finger over the kitten's head again. The kitten, not afraid of strangers, meowed and rubbed against his finger. He suddenly thought, "Are you in the same profession as a veterinarian?"
"What do you think? Veterinary medicine belongs to agriculture, and dentistry belongs to medicine. When they graduate, their collars are different colors."
"So, can you pull teeth for cats and dogs?"
Jiang Ranxu picked him up from the airline box, pinched his face and replied, "Are you a dog? Your canine teeth are so prominent. I'll pull them out for you."
"I'm asking you seriously..."
"Stop being curious about those things." Jiang Ranxu didn't let him go yet, "Hurry up and lend me your little sweet potato account."
Meng Weishen was stunned and asked, "Why do you want my account number?"
"What are you hesitating about? You have something shameful in your account." Jiang Ranxu snorted coldly, "Don't think I don't know. You've been trolling me online every day, and netizens are urging you to break up."
"I didn't, I was really asking for help!"
"There are always gay men private messaging you and sending you harassing messages. You've secretly become the gay community's favorite behind my back."
"I ignored them and blocked them all!"
"Hurry up and lend it to me. Your account traffic is ridiculously good, and I need it for something important."
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[Topic] My wife is pregnant, and my mother doesn't agree with her picking up stray cats. Who should I listen to?
First of all, thank you all for your concern. My wife and I have reconciled. Last month, my wife found out she was pregnant. My parents came all the way from our hometown to take care of her, cooking for her every day. The whole family was busy for her.
Yesterday, my wife saw a stray cat rummaging through the neighborhood garbage to eat. She felt sorry for it and insisted on taking it home. My mom, out of kindness, reminded her that stray cats are dirty and could easily infect her with parasites. She then started yelling at my mom, accusing her of meddling. I don't know where she got so angry.
I'm so worried about my mom that I'm planning to give the cat away without telling my wife. I'll just tell her it got lost. The cat is about 8 months old, weighs 5 pounds, and is unneutered. A physical exam showed it was healthy, with only minor ear mites and a cold. It's already received its first vaccination. It's available for adoption free of charge. If you're interested, please send me a private message.
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[Letter from Simone de Beauvoir] I misunderstood the poster. It turns out you've been attracting traffic and getting criticized just to find a home for your kitten. Such a noble cause! From now on, I'll respectfully address you as "Ms." Also, I hope the kitten finds a good home soon.
[She doesn't want to die but wants to go to Paris] I suggest you register a Lengla account. I am a niece and I have more than a dozen cats that were adopted from there. People like to raise kittens.
[Lightly sniffing the big butt of a domestic cat] I agree. There are people abusing cats everywhere now. The poster should strictly review the information of adopters. Hold the cat and take photos. Send cats to your door. Beware of cat abusers!
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In the next few days, apart from accompanying Qin Shihuang for infusion, Meng Weishen also helped Jiang Ranxu review the information of potential adopters.
Thanks to the unusually high traffic on his Little Digu account, many people sent him private messages asking about adoption. However, Jiang Ranxu was even more strict in selecting adopters than he was in choosing a son-in-law, so the kitten hadn't found an owner yet and was temporarily living on the first floor.
IP outside Beijing, rejected. Single men, rejected. Sharing with roommates, rejected. Already owning a budgie, rejected. Monthly income under 8,000 yuan, rejected. Too fierce-looking, rejected. Based on these adoption criteria, Meng Weishen himself wouldn't even be able to touch a kitten.
After layers of screening, there was only one potential adopter who met Jiang Ranxu's requirements.
The person who contacted them was a young mother who said her daughter had always wanted to have an animal, and since she did well in her final exams, she planned to reward her with a cat.
The family lived in the neighborhood next to theirs, so they quickly set a time to visit their cat.
A mother and daughter came to see the cat together. The daughter seemed to love the kitten, clutching a handful of frozen chicken and circling around it. The mother seemed very understanding and, while chatting with them, reminded her daughter not to hurt the kitten.
Meng Weishen thought the adoption process was successfully completed, but Jiang Ranxu still refused to hand over the kitten.
Meng Weishen was also quite bewildered. He picked up the kitten, looked it over, and couldn't see what was so special about it.
It's just a dirty, skinny long-haired cat. Is it worth going through so much trouble to find someone to adopt it?
He asked Jiang Ranxu, "Do the adoption conditions have to be so strict? If they are any more strict, no one will adopt the child. Let's just raise the child ourselves."
Jiang Ranxu refused: "It's enough for us to raise your dog. I hate furry animals."
"If you're looking for adoption, I think the family mentioned earlier is perfect. They're financially stable, have their own house, and love animals."
"No. It's obvious that only the child wants to keep the cat. Her parents are quite uninterested, and her father didn't even show up." Jiang Ranxu said, "Children don't know how to take care of animals. What if her parents get tired of the cat and throw it away?"
"You don't have to imagine others to be so bad." Meng Weishen became more and more confused.
Without warning, Jiang Ranxu said calmly, "There are so many bad people in the world. When I was a kid, I picked up a cat and kept it for two months. One day, my dad got drunk and threw it out and killed it. I had no way to stop it."
Meng Weishen let out an "ah" and his language system temporarily failed.
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