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Lin Xun's hand touching the pointer Mao stopped.
He was completely still.
The pointer didn't stop, it rubbed his hand.
After a full minute, Lin Xun was woken up by the pointer, and his brain started to work again, thinking, is the man caring about me
It seems so.
A happy pointer: I will.
A happy pointer: nothing happened today.
Dongjun: Hmm.
Dong Jun must be in a very bad mood today. He cherishes words like gold. Lin Xun feels that the conversation may end here.
He felt it was a little dangerous, so he continued to send the message: Do you want to see the pointer
Dongjun: Good.
Lin Xun took a few photos of the pointer in his arms and sent them to Dongjun in turn.
This cat is good-looking and has almost no dead ends. It is suitable for any shooting.
Two minutes later, the screen suddenly lit up, and Dongjun sent a video invitation.
Lin Xun moved in his heart, glanced in the mirror, and confirmed that his image was not bad now, so he cut to the computer screen and accepted the invitation.
Seeing Dongjun appearing on the screen, he was stunned.
Today's Dongjun wears a silver-gray silk shirt, still in his usual style, but without glasses.
It seems that something has become different. Without the occlusion of glasses, the contours of the facial features are more profound and distinct. This person has already seen the peak of the peak, and this time is even more... I don't know how to describe it.
However, his eyes - the eyes that seemed to lose focus after taking off the glasses, were different from the slightly mild indifference in the past, more like that kind of high indifference, and the aura directly rose several degrees.
This kind of love and appearance is different from the Dongjun in Lin Xun's impression, but it is not abrupt.
Lin Xun thought, it's like it now. This style is the style of Dongjun Code - it has no emotion, as if it can control everything.
But this also made him dare not talk to Dongjun.
Dongjun spoke first.
He said lightly: "Pointer."
The pointer, who was looking at the bird on the hawthorn tree outside, heard the sound, and turned around suddenly. When he saw Dongjun in the screen, he immediately made a "meow" and stretched out his paw to touch the screen.
Lin Xun held it close to the screen.
There seemed to be a little smile in Dong Jun's eyes, which made Lin Xun heave a sigh of relief.
But when he thinks that the man is dissatisfied with himself today, and his smile is just because of the cat, he gradually becomes sour again.
Then, he saw Dong Jun's eyes turn to himself: "How are you getting along?"
"Very good," Lin Xun scratched the pointer's ear: "But it still seems to miss you very much."
The pointer has found that he can't touch Dongjun, and meows several times.
Dongjun said softly, "Be obedient."
Pointer: "Meow..."
The pointer seems to like Dongjun more than he likes himself.
It seems that Dongjun likes pointers more than himself.
He got double lemons.
When I was down, I heard Dongjun say, "Are you unhappy?"
"No." Lin Xun cheered: "Today's events..."
Dongjun: "It's alright."
Lin Xun looked at Dongjun.
Dongjun looked at him, and then said lightly, "Just pay attention in the future."
"...Okay." Lin Xun agreed.
Dong Jun opened the eye box from the side table and put on the fine gold frame glasses.
The glasses lightened his facial features very well. The moment he put them on, the cold and powerful low air pressure seemed to dissipate in an instant, and the elegant and easy-going Dongjun was in front of Lin Xun again.
Lin Xun was slightly curious: "Are you short-sighted?"
Dongjun: "Don't be nearsighted."
Lin Xun: "Then... glasses are used for decoration?"
Dongjun looked at him, seemed to raise his eyebrows, and said, "Anti-blue light."
"Is that so." Lin Xun smiled: "I just think you look good with glasses."
Dong Jun also hooked his lips.
"Ruan Zhi also said the same," he said. "I later found out that they don't seem to dare to talk to me when they don't wear glasses."
"It's very different," Lin Xun's words gradually increased when facing Dongjun at this time: "Now I think you are very gentle, but just now, I thought you were the kind of... very indifferent."
Dong Jun frowned slightly: "Scared you?"
"No." Lin Xun shook his head: "I just didn't dare to speak."
Dongjun: "So, you think... Now I'm good at talking?"
Lin Xun stopped the pointer that was trying to bite the screen and said, "Well."
He saw that the smile in Dong Jun's eyes deepened.
Dongjun said: "Maybe."
Lin Xun: "After all, you've always been kind to me, and you even have a cat."
After all, he looked at the well-behaved pointer in his arms: "You must be very fond of pointers."
Dongjun: "You don't have to say 'you'."
"No," Lin Xun said, "I wouldn't know what to say then."
Dongjun: "This will make me think that you and the pointer are the same species."
Lin Xun: "..."
He opened his mouth, trying to remove the honorific, but the attempt failed.
He could only say: "...you will probably feel that way all the time."
Dongjun: "I'll get used to it."
Lin Xun smiled while holding the pointer.
Dongjun: "What are you laughing at?"
Lin Xun: "I don't know."
- It seems that as long as Dongjun has a kinder attitude towards himself, he will relax a lot.
Dongjun: "Have a good rest."
Lin Xun: "..."
He: "My sperm is still normal."
Dongjun smiled and said nothing.
The next topic was ordinary. After forcibly chatting for five minutes based on the weather and the state of the pointer, the call ended.
Lin Xun left the computer chair, lay on his back on the bed, and raised the pointer.
"Pointer," he said, "I think your landlord still likes to see me."
"I've been..." He said here, smiled, pursed his lips, and didn't continue: "I feel like I'm dreaming."
The pointer tilted his head.
Lin Xun found that the program frame on it was gone again.
He put the pointer down and the cat sat down on his chest, the tip of its tail swung behind him to hook his arm.
Lin Xun: "You still play like this?"
He thought for a while and said to himself, "Don't you mean that cats can't feel their tails very well? So they often chase their tails and turn in circles."
The pointer's tail seemed to freeze.