Adopting Xiao Wang was a wonderful accident.
It was a rainy day, classmate Wang Chao went out to the Internet cafe to type his books, and came back to be drizzled.
When he was tossing his hair under the eaves, he saw a cat soaked in muddy water with no color at his feet, shaking the water with him.
"Wow, I thought it was such a wonderful fate, so I led it in the door!"
Lin Chen opened the door and saw the water-covered young man pointing at the water-covered cat and saying so.
There was a dull thunder in the sky, the dark clouds were very low, and everything, including the koi in the pond, was gloomy and damp, but the young man smiled brightly.
Lin Chen squatted down and licked the cat that had already laid down belly belly by his feet, and found that it was an equally splendid orange cat, and he couldn't find a reason to refuse.
Lin Chen turned around and led the two wet little comrades into the door.
He found a large fluffy bath towel from the closet and wrapped the cat. Before that, Dynasty had shouted "so cold" and rushed into his bathroom.
Lin Chen held the cat and wiped by the window.
The sound of rain outside the window was intensive, the river surface was poured out of black mud, and the sound of water rushing from the bathroom, the interior was cold and gloomy, but when I held the cat in my arms, everything was peaceful and quiet, even with The warm scent of small animals.
In short, the fate between cats and people has always been caught off guard. Often, you don't think much about anything before you go out, but when you come home, you are a person with a cat.
But for the dynasty, this fateful routine only lasted until Xing Conglian was on duty and returned home.
Xing Conglian pushed open the door and came in. When he was collecting the umbrella, he saw the cat sleeping on the puffball, so he threw the umbrella directly at the door, and excitedly walked into the house and rushed to Lin Chen, shouting, "Wow, we Is there a cat?"
Chao Dynasty was hiding in the corner playing mobile games. Hearing this, he jumped up and shouted, "It's not 'us' thanks, it's my cat!"
However, Xing Conglian didn't pay attention to what the dynasty said, because the scenery by the window was so good.
Lin Chen is sitting cross-legged on the other futon, watching his mobile phone with one hand, showing a side face of serious thought and a delicate and flexible neck.
His other hand was placed diagonally beside him, and the fluffy head of the orange cat was just resting on the back of his hand. Only his fingertips were left to lightly clasp the edge of the futon, as if he was carefully trying to maintain his balance, and he did not dare to pull out his hand at will.
Xing Conglian quietly walked over, walked to Lin Chen and squatted down, looking at the round orange cat, he sighed, so happy that he didn't know what to say.
After he leaned over and kissed Lin Chen's ear, he lowered his voice and asked him, "What's the name for our cat?"
Lin Chen didn't answer, but raised his eyes to look at the angry young comrade Wang Chao next to him.
The young man stepped forward immediately, really expressing his opinion seriously: "I have already thought about it, it's called Pikachu! The color and cuteness are all very close!"
Probably because the dynasty's voice was too loud, the orange cat sleeping on the futon suddenly raised its head, green eyes looked around blankly, not knowing what was going on.
"What?" Xing Conglian didn't understand.
"It's Pikachu, Pokemon!"
"How do you call it Pipi Shrimp?" Xing Conglian asked back.
"Your meme is outdated, boss, you old people are too embarrassing to be popular." Dynasty said seriously.
Xing Conglian's backhand will copy the scalp of the dynasty.
Lin Chen was relaxing his palms, scratched the orange cat's furry forehead with his fingertips, stared into the cat's eyes, and asked seriously, "Little Wang?"
The orange cat meowed softly.
"Huh?" The young man was very at a loss.
Xing Conglian stared at Lin Chen's fingers, and his reaction was quicker: "It's good to be called Xiao Wang, is there eight?"
"Why, what kind of stalk is Xiao Wang!" Dynasty was dissatisfied.
"Because it's very similar." Lin Chen looked at the young man in front of the sofa, and then at the smart orange cat on the futon, and said casually.
Rainstorms come and go.
Dynasty struggled for a while over the name issue, the rain stopped, and the sky turned pale golden in the evening.
Lin Chen put the phone back in his pocket, finally stood up, found a canvas bag at home to put the cat in, and carried it on his back to go out.
Seeing this, Xing Conglian inserted himself at the door ahead of time and stood in front of Lin Chen: "Consultant Lin, can we still be people with cats?"
"Brother Achen, where are you taking Xiao Wang?" After the dynasty broke.
Lin Chen changed his shoes and shook his phone at them: "It says on Wikipedia that if you find a stray cat, take it to the vet for an examination first..."
He picked up the bag, took two steps, and looked back at them: "Why don't we go together, teppanyaki for dinner?"
Dynasty cheered, Xing Cong connected with Lin Chen to carry the cat's bag, but was not very happy.
They walked all the way in Yanjiaxiang.
After a heavy rain, the river swelled a lot, people along the street began to cook, and the aroma of all kinds of oil fumes drifted everywhere.
Black tiles, white walls, green trees, yellow flowers, the air is humid.
Xing Conglian took a cigarette, thinking that he also brought a cat, so he didn't light it.
Lin Chen walked up to him and naturally held his other hand, Xing Conglian hurriedly held the person, his face still pretending to be serious.
"What are the demands of Captain Xing, you can mention them now." Lin Chen asked him casually.
"Why do you have to bring a fuel bottle for dinner, two-person world, when can we two-person world?"
Xing Conglian turned his head to look at the mentally handicapped who was walking far behind and shouting while playing on his mobile phone. He was very upset.
"When sleeping." Lin Chen said seriously.
"Sleeping is also very restrained. You have been very depressed the last few times. Consultant Lin, has it been good for your health for a long time?" Xing Conglian approached Lin Chen and asked with a smile.
"Don't you like this style?" Lin Chen's dark eyes lifted slightly with a slight smile.
With such a light smile, Xing Conglian felt inexplicably feathers brushing across his heart.
He immediately thought of Lin Chen's repression and forbearance, with his toes curled up at night, he just wanted to throw the cat and the dynasty away and bring someone home immediately.
Lin Chen was completely doing things on purpose, and said, "But there's a cat tonight, maybe not."
The cat was very uncomfortable in the canvas bag, clawed at the edge of the bag, poking his head, not understanding what they were talking about.
Xing Conglian lifted the cat up and looked at the furry paws and head. Although the cat was so perfect and cute, it seemed inappropriate to be stared at by these eyes when it was hot at night...
He made up his mind and shouted, "Dynasty, get over here."
The young man rushed forward subconsciously, and when he came to a sudden stop in front of him, he realized that he was too dog-legged, so he shouted: "Why, boss!"
Xing Conglian was very heartbroken, but Lin Chen lowered his head slightly and shook his head regretfully.
He could only reluctantly hand over the canvas bag to the dynasty, saying word by word, "Your cat!"
Dynasty was shocked: "What!"
"Only the night is yours!" he stressed.
The pet hospital is the one where Duanyang once worked.
Things changed over time, and the doctor was replaced by a very cute girl who patiently gave the cats a full set of examinations, a bath was included, and they were dewormed after washing, and asked them to come back for vaccinations in a few days.
It was said that their cat was fine except for being too fat, and Xing Conglian was very pleased.
In order to show its sovereignty over Xiao Wang, Dynasty forcibly paid all the inspection fees and bought all kinds of cat supplies, and said that it would be no problem for the pure man to carry the cat litter, cat food, cat litter box and the cat himself.
Xing Conglian has no opinion at all.
It was already dark, and Lin Chen was still holding hands with him, Qing Jun's face showed a hint of incomprehension in the hazy night.
Xing Conglian recalled Lin Chen's reaction to the cat from beginning to end, and suddenly realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.
"You… don't actually like cats?" he asked.
Lin Chen glanced at him helplessly: "No, I like it very much."
"Then..." Xing Conglian felt that his heart was beating very fast.
"Then why not help you, but let you give the cat to the dynasty?" Lin Chen asked.
"Um."
Lin Chen smiled, stood still, and reached out to rub his hair.
The edge of the street lamp was very dim, and with just such a movement, Xing Conglian's heart would jump out of his throat inexplicably.
At this moment, Lin Chen leaned forward, leaned closer to his ear, and sprayed his gentle breath on his auricle.
"Because, I'm the only one who can sleep with you, Captain Xing."