Chapter 8 008 The Birth of a Cat-loving Maniac
Fine shadows of light fell on the young man's face, his hair smooth and smooth, and his shallow breathing echoed throughout the room. Lan Xi stared at him aimlessly, her mind blank.
I actually slept in the same bed with a beta.
They were so close that they shared each other's private space.
Lan Xi wasn't someone who would deliberately keep a distance, but this distance next to her pillow was still too intimate. She felt that she should get out of bed and walk away, instead of waking up and staring at someone silently.
What would Liang Qing do if he knew that the little Siamese in his arms was actually an alpha?
No, he wouldn't know. She was just a little Siamese here, she wouldn't suddenly change in front of Liang Qing, and she wouldn't reveal any flaws.
She tiptoed closer to the sleeping young man, found a comfortable position and nestled in his neck, with her tail wrapped around his thin wrist.
It’s really... a very novel experience.
As far as I can remember, she's been sleeping alone. It wasn't anyone's request; it just happened naturally.
She listened quietly to the other breathing sound beside the pillow.
After snuggling like this for a while, he finally woke up slowly, but did not move at all - to be more precise, he did not move at all.
Lan Xi could clearly feel the change in his breathing.
He woke up but pretended to be asleep. Are you afraid that the cat will run away?
She stood up on the pillow, her four paws sunk into small pits, stretched comfortably, and lay back down under Liang Qing's uneasy gaze.
He suppressed his excitement, tilted his head, buried his cheek in the fur on the cat's back, and gently pinched one of its paws. "Thank you for sleeping with me," Liang Qing said softly.
The rain was still falling outside the window, and the sky was gray. He never liked such bad weather, but at this moment he felt the long-lost warmth.
"Can you sleep with me every night from now on?" He knew the kitten couldn't understand human language, but he still couldn't help but negotiate with it, "I'll take you out to play every day, and I'll give you whatever you want to eat. I really want to sleep with you."
Lan Xi: "..." This sentence sounds so bad.
Before she could make any response, the cat was suddenly turned over and hugged. Then, the young man closed his eyes and buried his head in the cat with a serious expression - he stuck to the cat's belly and sucked wildly.
“!”
This person looks quiet and gentle, but he is actually a pervert!
She nimbly broke free, jumped several times and landed on a distant table, looking back at Liang Qing in shock.
The other person's cheekbones were stained with a thin layer of red, and his eyes flickered, as if he was still immersed in his previous actions.
Lan Xi spoke each word with great emphasis: "I absolutely cannot sleep with you again!"
The next night, Liang Qing squatted beside the large bed in the master bedroom, staring at her pitifully. Outside the window, lightning snakes danced wildly, and the rain poured down. He stood up and moved out step by step, his back looking incredibly thin.
…Okay, she’ll help him again.
He helped again and again. Lan Xi felt like her fur was about to be sucked bald. How could someone be addicted to petting cats? She couldn't bite him, or he would cry in front of her.
"I think Xinxin and I have very similar personalities," Liang Qing said, sitting on the sofa in the living room, chatting with a friend who had brought their cat. "Most of the time we have our own spaces and only sleep together at night."
"It comes to sleep with you on its own initiative?" The petite male omega looked surprised.
Take the initiative at all.
Lan Xi felt it was too much to bear watching. Beside her, a plump blue cat devoured her freeze-dried food, looking as if it hadn't eaten in five minutes. It was nearly four times Lan Xi's size, a mere backpack. The omega's arms trembled as he carried it to her door.
"Meow——"
Noticing Lan Xi's gaze, it turned its head and barked unkindly.
"You eat my food and you're still mad at me, are you sick?" Lan Xi couldn't understand. She left the living room and went straight to the small hanging basket nest on the balcony to bask in the sun.
"I thought you didn't like animals. I remember when we were in school, a cat sneaked into the classroom and you hid very far away."
Zhou Mu looked around the living room. "Your home is so cute! Especially this puppy."
"Xinxin chose it." Liang Qing said with a smile.
"We haven't been in touch for a long time, so I don't know how you're doing," Zhou Mu asked with concern, "Are you doing well?"
"return……"
Liang Qing's words were interrupted by the dull thud of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Then, with a loud bang, the balcony flower stand collapsed, smashing more than a dozen pots of green plants to pieces. Broken pieces of porcelain flew everywhere, and dirt was scattered all over the floor. The blue cat was frightened and quickly escaped, jumping to Zhou Mu's side on the sofa and shaking off the dust.
Zhou Mu's face turned pale: "I'm sorry... I didn't keep an eye on it, I'll help you clean it up!"
"No, it's okay." Liang Qing walked a few steps towards the balcony and saw that one of the ropes of the hanging basket was broken. The little Siamese was buried in the green plants, paddling with all his strength, and was located right near the legs of the flower stand.
He carried the cat out and turned his head to explain to Zhou Mu: "Xinxin did it, it has nothing to do with your cat... Fortunately, your cat is not injured."
"Huh?" Zhou Mugang patted the blue cat a few times as a warning. "No way?"
"That's right," Liang Qing grabbed the back of Siamese's neck, "It's also very naughty. It broke a lot of things before."
After seeing Zhou Mu off, Liang Qing cleaned up the dirt and broken porcelain pieces, propped up the flower stand, and took down the hanging basket and replaced it with a new one.
"I changed one for you." He said to the little Siamese on the sofa.
Lan Xi lay on the sofa watching TV and ignored him.
Liang Qing knew that it was impossible to overturn the flower stand with her weight. The blue cat fell from the hanging basket in an attempt to grab the basket with her, and in panic, it overturned the flower stand. Lan Xi tried to hold on to the flower stand out of habit, so the cat was completely crushed inside.
She didn't understand why Liang Qing didn't dare to tell the truth.
"Want to try it?"
He came over and touched her tail.
“…”
The little Siamese cat looked livid. Liang Qing guessed it must have understood what he had said before and was now angry at him because it felt wronged. He sighed softly and squatted in front of the cat to apologize: "I'm sorry for letting you take the blame. I know it wasn't you who pushed it."
“…”
The little Siamese meowed at him for a while, then turned around and jumped to the highest point of the cat climbing frame, completely ignoring him.
In fact, the communication between them has always been one-way. Often, the cat can understand what Liang Qing says, but he knows nothing about meows. So, of course, he doesn't know what the cat is saying: "That's the flower stand you like, Liang Qing."
*
Liang Qing pushed a shopping cart through the shelves.
He would buy groceries and food at the supermarket downstairs every few days. Little Siamese used to follow him, but not today. Apparently, the flower stand incident had pissed it off.
"elder brother."
The little omega girl followed her parents, holding a box of chocolates. As they passed by, she called out to him, "Where's Xinxin?"
Liang Qing smiled gently: "At home."
"Why didn't it come? Is it sick?"
"No, it's fine. It just doesn't want to go out today." Liang Qing casually responded with a few words. His words were obviously unconvincing. In the past, the little Siamese cat could play with the girl in the supermarket for half an hour, and the cat and she would squat in the seafood section to look at the fish and shrimp.
His shopping cart was filled with cat-friendly treats, and Liang Qing planned to make Siamese a feast to make amends. The box of canned food he'd ordered online had also arrived, and he'd have to pick it up later.
But when he thought that the little Siamese would scream with excitement and maybe even go back to bed to sleep tonight, he suddenly became full of energy.
Liang Qing walked out of the elevator carrying a large bag of ingredients and a box of canned food and stopped at the door of his house.
The door is open.
He remembered to close the door carefully and check before leaving.
A strange fear rose from my heart, like a bubble rising from the depths.
He put everything down and stepped into the hallway. The sofa, the cat climbing frame, the balcony... there was no sign of the little Siamese cat. He pushed open the kitchen door, and even though he knew the kitten didn't like it here, he still checked everything carefully.
"Xinxin?"
Liang Qing checked every spot except the second bedroom, and with a last glimmer of hope, he walked into the second bedroom. The quilt was neatly folded, and the extra pillow was empty. He paused, leaned over, and looked under the bed.
No.
Everywhere he could think of, drawers, corners, wardrobes... it was nowhere to be found.
The cat is really gone.
Liang Qing came out of the secondary bedroom and suddenly remembered that he hadn't brought his things in. He walked to the door and stared at the fresh ingredients and canned food.
The canned version is a new flavor that Little Siamese hasn’t tried yet.
He moved his things in and piled them on the empty living room floor. Suddenly, he didn't know what to do. Cook? For whom?
Liang Qing took a deep breath and looked around.
He felt that this place was strange, very strange, the cream-colored carpet and dolls, the colorful cat climbing frame and cat scratching post, and even the empty flower stand on the balcony. These objects were not arranged in a way that was aesthetically pleasing, nor were they very functional.
There is also a big discrepancy between the decoration style and the whole house looks out of place.
He walked to the balcony, intending to put the flower stand away and put it in the master bedroom, when his eyes suddenly fell on the hanging basket. There lay a wisp of cat hair, slender and soft.
The hanging basket was new, and the little Siamese cat was still angry, so it shouldn't...but the cat's hair definitely proved that it had played. After he left, the cat jumped onto the new hanging basket and lay down comfortably.
Liang Qing turned around again and looked at the wide-open door.
*
My limbs felt heavy as if they were filled with lead.
Various instruments were beeping, and Lan Xi felt varying degrees of pain and discomfort in various parts of her body. She forced herself to open her eyes and stared at the ceiling of the ward in a daze.
In the last second, he was a light and agile kitten, and in the next second he turned into a seriously injured patient in bed. The difference was so huge that it was simply outrageous.
Before she pulled herself out of the Siamese kitten's body, Lan Xi felt like she was losing control of her body, as if the kitten had slowly woken up and was extremely nervous about the completely unfamiliar environment. The kitten jumped down from the hanging basket and walked to the door. Lan Xi guessed that it wanted to go out.
The kitten seemed to still remember opening the door, and jumped up to press the door handle.
For a moment, Lan Xi's eyes went blank.
She left the body of little Siamese.
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The original little Siamese dog is gone and can never be found again.
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