Sang Yanran does not live in a dormitory, but in a teacher's apartment, which he rents.
His room is cleaned every day. In the clean and bright bedroom, the potted plants on the windowsill are particularly eye-catching, and the green grass adds a touch of vitality here.
"Meow~"
A black cat with emerald green eyes nimbly jumped from the table to the window, wagging its tail and looking at the grass its owner brought back from outside with great interest.
Lin Wannian 'glanced' and saw that this cat was Mao Liu. He didn't expect that it would follow too. This time, it had a very close relationship with Sang Yanran.
As he was thinking, the black cat stretched out its paws and wanted to touch the grass, but was stopped by its deputy owner.
"Xiao Hei, get off." Sang Yanran scolded mercilessly.
Mao Liu was embarrassed. He meowed and jumped down. However, when he lay in the nest, his eyes were fixed on the grass in the potted plant.
As a human, Lin Wannian didn't feel anything, but as a grass, and still the object of the cat's gaze, he felt uncomfortable. Why did Mao Liu's eyes look like he was looking at food? Did the cat know that he was a magical grass?
Thinking about it, Lin Wannian waved the leaves, trying to communicate with it: "Cat Six, do you still remember me? I am Lin Wannian, your master."
Cat Six, who was originally staring, widened his eyes, jumped up, and jumped onto the windowsill again: "Meow meow meow." Master, where are you?
Lin replied in his later years: "I am a grass."
Mao Liu then took a closer look at the grass: "Meow meow meow." Master, how did you turn into grass?
"This is a long story. Are you Sang Yanran's pet now?"
"Meow meow meow." No, I'm the boss of the school's Cat Group. I felt that this person's aura was familiar, so I followed him around for a month. Apart from eating and drinking at his place, the rest of the time the entire campus was my playground.
Mao Liu said this with pride, his tail raised high.
Lin never expected that it would be so ambitious in its later years. Very good, this is very cat-like.
"I can't transform into a human yet. Send your cat minions to keep an eye on eight people. One cat for each person."
"Meow meow meow." Who is it.
In his later years, Lin told it the names of Baiyuyu and his seven old masters.
After knowing the college and major, Mao Liu patted his chest and said with a serious cat face: “Meow meow meow.” Leave it to me.
When Sang Yanran came out of the bedroom, he saw the black cat jumped onto the windowsill again, raising its paws as if it was going to attack the grass he had picked up.
As if his private property was being snooped, he suddenly became furious: "Xiao Hei, get down here. If you get close to my grass again, don't come back to my place tonight."
"Meow."
Mao Liu feels aggrieved.
"Go down quickly." Lin Wannian said.
"Meow." Oh.
Mao Liu jumped down and was driven out of the door by Sang Yanran.
After locking the door, Sang Yanran looked at the grass in the pot, picked it up, walked into the bedroom, and said to himself, "The windowsill is not safe either, I'd better put it in my room."
Lin's position in his later years was moved to the table in the bedroom.
The bedroom is bright and the desk is placed near the window.
Sang Yanran opened the curtains and the sunlight from outside shone in.
In his later years, Lin shook his body and enjoyed the sun bath.
With the nourishment of the soil, he adapted quickly, his withered leaves regained their original uprightness, and he lived a comfortable life.
Sang Yanran would water the grass every morning, and after finishing his homework, he would play with the grass.
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