But Xiao Li knew that this kind of love would not last long, like a fiercely burning fire that would always go out, leaving only ashes after it burned.
Humans have always struggled to maintain eternal passion.
Zheng Yi didn't quite understand what he said, so he subconsciously asked, "What's not enough?"
Xiao Li retracted his gaze, drank the last sip of Coke, and threw the empty box into the trash can not far away with one hand: "It's nothing."
Zheng Yi murmured a few words in a low voice, he wanted to wait for Shen Mizhi to come back and say hello to him, but he looked down at his watch again and found that the appointment time with his friend was coming up, so he had to say to Xiao Li: "Xiao Li Li, then I'll go first, and I'll contact you on WeChat next time."
Xiao Li nodded slightly, as a greeting, and watched him walk away.
Not long after Zheng Yi left, Shen Mizhi came over, the young man held a cup of milk tea in his hand, and he handed the cup to Xiao Li.
This is the newly released Internet celebrity milk tea recently, and the queue was all the way to the stairs of the shopping mall. Xiao Li didn't calculate the exact time, but he knew that the other party had queued for at least half an hour.
Xiao Li didn't pick it up and looked at the bag in his hand: "What about yours?"
Shen Mizhi pinched his earlobe and smiled softly: "I don't like sweet drinks."
He waited in line for so long because Xiao Li took a second look at the brand of the milk tea shop.
The youth's physical strength is very good, he has been queuing for so long, his forehead is not sweating at all, and he still looks like he just came out of home.
This kind of intimacy made Xiao Li a little uncomfortable, but looking at the good-looking smile on the other side, his heart beat a little faster. Without saying anything, he took the cup of milk tea and took a sip. The taste was mellow, and a sweetness appeared from the bottom of his heart.
Shen Mizhi turned his face to look at him: "Where do you want to go?"
Xiao Li bit the straw and replied without looking up, "Go and see the cat I'm fostering in the pet hospital."
Shen Mizhi: "Cat?"
"Well," Xiao Li said, "I picked it up on the day I met Wang Huai. My foot was injured and I was treated in the hospital."
Shen Mirage's eyes darkened, as if a layer of ice had been quenched on the beautiful glass: "After it is cured, do you want to raise it?"
After a pause, the young man continued in a low voice: "Don't you already have a cat? Do you want to raise another one?"
His tone sounded dangerous, as if it was a metaphor, but he cared about the person in front of him, wrapping a scabbard around the deadly blade.
Xiao Li: "I don't plan to adopt it, I should find it for adoption."
This little white cat is different from the black cat. The black cat is a plot creature and can be taken out and released at any time when entering the dungeon, while the little white cat is just an ordinary cat. If you bring it back, it will stay with the ghosts at home all day long Together, maybe not very well for its body.
Although the kitten is really cute.
Shen Mizhi was silent for a moment: "I'll go with you, I also want to see that cat."
Xiao Li couldn't find a reason to refuse, the two of them left the mall, and Shen Mizhi drove to the pet hospital.
When Xiao Li arrived at the pet hospital, the little white cat was kept in a foster cage, wearing an Elizabethan ring that didn't fit his body, with the cat's head on it.
Before he approached the kitten, the kitten's sensitive ears perked up. It seemed to know Xiao Li, and she called out in a milky voice: "Meow ow."
The doctor opened the cage door for him and introduced the little white cat's injury: "It's recovering very well, the cat's resilience is very strong, it's fine, just get a few more shots, and I'll show it to you later. recovery film."
The little white cat's head rested on the boy's fingers, purring happily from his throat.
Xiao Li took the little white cat, put the milk tea aside, and smoothed the hair between its ears with the other hand.
Shen Mizhi watched from the side and found that Xiao Li really liked cats, whether it was the cat he turned into in the copy, the little black cat, or even this stray cat.
The young man said, "Like it?"
The question he asked was actually endless, but Xiao Li still understood what he meant: "Furry, why don't you like it?"
Xiao Li pinched the white cat's ears again.
Shen Mizhi suddenly said: "In this case, don't look for adoption, I'll take care of you."
As if he had figured out something, he continued meaningfully: "Leave it to me, it's better than giving it to a stranger, right?"
"...But it's my first time raising a cat, and I'm inexperienced. If something happens, I still need your guidance. I may disturb you often in the future."
Sounds like it makes sense.
Shen Mizhi doesn't look like he can keep cats, but at least he won't abuse cats.
Xiao Li: "Okay, no, cats are actually very easy to care for."
At least you don't have to go every day.
Shen Mizhi's eyes glanced at the little white cat, and the little white cat immediately took two steps back, looking frightened.
The pet doctor came over at this time, holding a skeleton film in his hand: "Come with me."
Xiao Lihuan hugged the little white cat and followed the doctor out of the foster room.
Shen Mizhi didn't follow up immediately, he looked at the milk tea that Xiao Li put aside, suddenly reached out and took it, took a sip from the straw that the young man had just taken.
… really sweet.
On the same day, when Xiao Li returned home, the little black cat who stayed at home and did not enter Xiao Huangben immediately jumped up from the scratching board.
It circled around Xiao Li, its pink nose kept sniffing, as if it smelled the breath of the third cat.
Xiao Li spread out his hand and let it check.
After discovering that Xiao Li hadn't smuggled the little white cat back, the little black cat sat down with satisfaction, wagged his tail, and swept the boy's face with his tail.
Xiao Li grabbed his tail and said, "Falling."
He just brushed it a little, and the black shattered hairs were scattered in the room like dandelions, and it was automatic when there was no wind.
The little black cat used its small paws to reach for the hair in the air. After reaching a strand, Da Da Da ran to the trash can and threw the hair in.
"Amazing." Xiao Li praised it.
The little black cat was even more proud. It held the cat's head high and continued its work, becoming a fully automatic grooming machine.
And after Xiao Li simply rinsed, he lay on the bed and brushed his phone.
During his bath time, WeChat saved a lot of messages.
In addition to Zhou Ying's small recharge reminders from Wang Zhe Pesticide, the first thing to do is the cat raising inquiry from Shen Mizhi.
Shen Mizhi bought a bunch of cat toys, cat climbing frames, cat dens and the like, and sent a photo to ask Xiao Li how to put it.
He hasn't officially brought home the little white cat in the hospital, just some preliminary preparations.
Xiao Li replied casually: "You can put it any way you want, this one in my family basically doesn't sleep in the nest."
Shen Mizhi: "Really?"
The little black cat is sleeping beside Xiao Li's pillow now. Basically, he is on the sofa, and the little black cat sleeps on the sofa. When he gets on the bed, the little black cat also jumps on the bed. It occasionally sleeps under the ancient paintings. .
Xiao Li simply took a picture with his mobile phone and sent it to the other party.
At this moment, he suddenly looked up at the door.
The door of his room was left open, and he had already turned off the TV when he came in, but at this moment, the sound of the TV advertisement came from outside the door. Listening to the sound, the TV station was constantly switched, and finally it was frozen in a singing voice. In the variety show "I am the King of Singers".
Immediately, from the microphone, came the voice of singing along with the players.
As if afraid of disturbing Xiao Li, Fu Zige's singing voice was lowered, but he could still be vaguely heard.
Xiao Li thought for a while, then he reached out and picked up the laptop on the table in the room, opened it, found the official website registration email for this variety show, and casually sent the original Fu Zige song he recorded last time to the show team.
It wasn't long before his cell phone stopped when Zheng Yi sent him another message.
[Sherlock, come, come, look at this.]
[Screenshot·jpg]
Xiao Li clicked in to take a look, and what he sent was a link to a forum with the title: [Why is this emoji so popular, is this a real ghost? ?]
The picture is a snapshot.
That was when Xiao Li gave the figure in the movie his evaluation when he was in the movie theater in Stillan Lost Town, and the figure showed his expression.
I don't know who uploaded it, it was processed, and three "???" were posted on the P, which was very expressive, comparable to the black question marks in the real-life emoji class.
Under this post, someone replied: [You don't know this? Wang Shen took it, Xia Shen did it.]
[I know it's them, but... is this a real ghost? ? ? Isn't this from PS?]
[Actually, I also suspect that it is post-processing. How can the expression of the real ghost be so expressive? Look at the slightly twisted eyebrows, the face that is obviously twisted in horror but has a sense of doubt, and the slightly twitching corner of the mouth, and The ghost head who wanted to lean forward because he wanted to see the writing on Sherlock's quest book...]
[Grass, a plant, is so funny, I can't do it anymore.]
[I have saved this emoji package and sent it to my classmates in real life, they all like to use 2333, I feel like it is going to be popular.]
[Sad, the big guy Sherlock turned ghosts into emojis, and ghosts turned us into emojis.]
[This emoji package is really amazing, you can apply for the intangible cultural heritage of the reincarnation class, and it is used to warn future people, ghosts, and there will be doubts!]
[Ghost, will also make question marks!]
[Wait, will the ghost... remember us?]
[Probably not, but I have already thought about it, if I go into that dungeon again and encounter this ghost, if I don’t know what to do, I will send this expression pack to it! ! Before I die, I want to shy away from it!]
[Even if you kill me, you are just a meme.]
[It is recommended not to make movies in the future, and make your debut in the expression pack session.]
[Everyone, I have a bold idea. If you can take a picture of all the ghosts that Sherlock Moriarty Heckleberry has made, and compete for emoji 101 together, who would you Pick?]
[My beauty pageant sister, you have many functions, who can leave the phone now?]
[Oh, don’t step on it upstairs, Kangkang, let’s Tanli, model worker, full diligence, inseparable doll, love flowers, love peace, a blue silk can be long or short, vote for her.]
[Moriarty, as a member of the weird talk, must support our other weird talkers, Duck, Fu Jiang, Legs, and Sister Red to charge for me.]
[Bloody Mary? Although she can't say it on her lips, her body is very honest, arrogant and beautiful big sister, who doesn't love her?]
Xiao Li: "..."
He began to pray for the reply, praying that he would not be seen by Bloody Mary, otherwise, with the character of the other party, he would definitely come back with revenge.
Xiao Li left the forum and was waiting to reply to Zheng Yi when another message came in.
Xiao Li exited the page where he had a conversation with Zheng Yi, and opened it to see that it was from Wang Huai.
Wang Huai: [Tonight, Shili Road, can you come?]
Xiao Li pondered for a moment: [Supper? Is it too far?]
Wang Huai's dialog box immediately showed [the other party is typing], but he didn't see him send this sentence out after a long time of typing. In the end, he deleted and deleted it, and only sent this sentence to Xiao Li: [… new spirituality The incident, I think, may have something to do with the secrets of reality.]