Kuze eventually removed the Elizabethan ring for the cat.
This cat is quite headstrong and has excess self-esteem. Obviously, there are so many cats in the world who have lived in the way of cats, but this cat is arrogant and arrogant, and wants to be treated like a human.
But what can Kuze do? This is the only cat he has, and this is his cat.
The cat who had removed the Elizabethan ring was still in trouble with Kuze for two days. Kuze guessed that it might be because the cat was crying in front of him. At the very beginning, the cat also cried once when he first arrived at Jiu Shi's house. At that time, the cat shed tears quietly and said nothing, reminding Kuze of the dragonfly whose wings were accidentally broken by himself when he was a child. Kuze has since decided not to make the cat cry any more. Later, a lot of things happened between one person and one cat, and the relationship became harmonious, but he still couldn't do it.
On the third day, the cat finally agreed to talk to Kuze. At that time, the cat was sitting on the bay window of the study reading a book, and Kuze was sitting in front of the computer writing the spring work plan.
The cat flipped through the dictionary in front of him, suddenly looked up at Kuze, and said to him, "Do you know how 'cat' is defined?"
Kuze was pleasantly surprised that the cat took the initiative to break the silence. He answered cautiously: "Do you mean, starting with the cat family, and subdividing it down?" Kuze was glad that he had not been able to tell the scientific name of the cat before, and then he went to check the information, "It's the cat family cat. The family cat is a tabby cat species. The domestic cat was domesticated about 10,000 years ago. Although it is not completely certain, it is generally believed that the domestic cat originated from a subspecies in the Middle East - ah, do you know where the Middle East is?"
The cat sighed heavily.
"I'm not talking about this." The cat was slightly annoyed. "I'm asking you, should cats have some features? For example, tails, pads, and retractable claws."
"...It's not necessarily the tail." Although Kuze felt strange, he tried his best to answer, "The Isle of Man cat has no tail. Although I don't know the retractable claws, it seems that the cheetahs in the cat family can't retract either. Domestic cats If you do, it is said that when you are old or sick, you will not be able to stretch your claws."
This knowledge was taught by Kuze after living with the cat. Kuze has been missing the experience of learning for a specific future like this for a long time. He took the cat so seriously that he trimmed himself to fit his new shape in the small world. It made him feel young. Because of this, Kuze is willing to tolerate the cat even if he loses his temper unreasonably.
Kuze stood up, held the cat's hand, and squeezed the palm of his hand: "As for the meat pad, isn't it?" Kuze smiled and nodded the cat's nose, "I know you are not an ordinary cat. You are special... "
Kuze is not good at confession, but he thinks now is a good icebreaker. He coughed lightly and spoke quickly: "You are the only cat I like."
The cat froze for a moment, and quickly took its forelegs away from Kuze's hand. Before Kuze could lose it, it put its hand back again. It glanced at Kuze nonchalantly, only the slight trembling in its hands betrayed its nervousness. Kuze smiled inwardly. He clenched the cat's forelimbs again and rubbed the tip of the cat's nose affectionately.
Danny leaned against the glass window, feeling the tip of his nose in a daze. Recently, the doctor's doting on him can be regarded as obedient. If he wants to eat meat, he will not make fish. The Elizabethan circle has also been torn down, and he has also made a rather nauseous intimate confession. Danny should have been very happy, but now, it is more of an unspeakable depression.
He looked down at his naked body. Extremely strong self-esteem in certain things is actually a kind of compensation, in order to make up for the shame lost in the process of getting used to nudity/body and empowering others to use the body. Danny himself has recognized this situation, but now he is starting to consider whether it is time to review the behavior of normal people so that the doctor can clear his mind.
Danny has met many lunatics, and he has long known that reasoning with lunatics is pointless. If the lunatic was in a high position, say, the President of the United States, that would be a different matter of course; but the doctor obviously didn't have that function, and he wasn't that paranoid. Danny is completely free to remain silent from today until the snow melts away in the spring. This is the simplest principle of dealing with people and things in contemporary society: if you are not good, you will change it, if you are not good, you will be divided, and you will vote with your feet.
For the doctor, however, Danny didn't want that. He didn't want to let him go on crazy. He wanted to let the doctor see him.
During the interaction time after dinner, Danny took the initiative to sit on the doctor's lap and took over the computer operation. The doctor looked surprised, and Danny made him happy for a while before getting to the point.
"Cat," Danny said. He saw the doctor's expression changed from joy to helplessness, as if to say "you're here again". He ignored it hard-heartedly, "You said I was a cat."
"Of course." The doctor sighed and replied. He was clearly condoning Danny's waywardness just because he was petting. Danny is about to change his mind soon.
He asked the doctor to switch him to the image search page, help him call up the search box, and type on the keyboard himself. The arrangement of this keyboard was not the same as what he was used to, and Danny basically didn't learn Chinese characters, so it was extremely difficult to read web pages. Fortunately, searching with a pseudonym still yields results. Hit enter, and a lot of cute cat photos will appear on the screen soon. There are orange cats and black cats that can't be seen, and there are Siamese, blue short and Ragdoll cats that look like cats.
"These are cats," Danny said.
"Yes, these are all." The doctor replied in a coaxing tone. He put his chin on top of Danny's head and rubbed it, "But don't feel inferior, you're a cat too. You're my cat."
Again. Danny was a little sullen. He sometimes really can't tell if the doctor is flirting/flirting or serious. But to be honest, even flirting/flirting is over his limit, especially with that sterilization conversation and the Circle of Shame incident. He's not a cat who doesn't want to be a doctor, but that also depends on how the doctor defines "cat". Danny took a deep breath and clicked on a TV commercial next to him. On the poster, a group of young people in academic uniforms are laughing under the cherry tree.
"Are these cats?" Danny asked, pointing to the screen, thinking that was absurd.
Sure enough, the doctor also laughed: "How is that possible?"
He rubbed the cat's head, bent down awkwardly while hugging Danny, and took out a picture frame from the drawer on the right side of the desk. In the photo frame is a graduation photo. The photo shows a dozen men and women of different ages in white coats, surrounded by graduates in doctoral uniforms in the middle. It was easy for Danny to see that it was a doctor: a doctor who looked almost the same now, but with a younger look and demeanor.
"You're so smart, I sometimes forget that you're a cat, and I forgot to teach you these common senses." The doctor smiled and held Danny's hand, pointed to the people in the photo in turn, and read out their names.
"…These are humans, my kind. This is a photo I took when I graduated from my MD - ah, it was less than four years ago, but it feels like a long time has passed." The doctor showed a nostalgic expression, " This is the senior in our lab. She has a very aggressive cat—ha, we mentioned it when we emailed the senior last month. When the senior graduated, the lab went to her house for a celebration party, then The cat had to scratch me for some unknown reason, making me nervous the whole time, and not in the mood to drink properly. From then on, I stayed away from cats until I met you."
The doctor sighed with emotion while playing with Danny's hand. He said it so sincerely and credibly that for a moment, Danny almost felt that there was no problem with the doctor's cognition. It's even possible that Danny was wrong, maybe he's a deranged cat. Danny's mind was in a mess, thinking fast at times, and trying to compromise when he didn't achieve anything. He silently let the doctor put the picture back in the drawer and took over the mouse.
The doctor closed the web page and opened a document. It was the New Year's resolution that the doctor was making recently. It used a lot of Chinese characters, and Danny couldn't understand it very well. Leaning on the doctor's chest, he absently looked at the doctor and wrote down notes item by item. He is serious and meticulous, and looks quite suitable for the profession of a doctor, and there is no problem at all.
When writing a certain item, the doctor suddenly stopped. He hesitated for a moment, then deleted that line.
"You're too picky eaters, you don't even eat cat food." The doctor squeezed Danny's palm, half complaining, half joking. He clicked on the email address of the cat food orderer and wrote an email cancelling the order. After the sending was completed, when the doctor was about to close the page, Danny grabbed his hand first.
"Wait—" Danny said. He looked at the cat food advertisement at the bottom of the email, and suddenly had a whimsical conjecture. This conjecture is about as crazy as "the doctor can't tell the difference between a man and a cat", maybe a little bit more crazy. But he has to verify.
Danny pointed to the protagonists in the ad and asked, "Where are these? Are they cats?"
He didn't dare to look back at the doctor, just nervously waiting for the doctor's answer. He himself didn't know what the answer he was expecting was.
The doctor was obviously also baffled, but still replied: "These are advertised? It's all cats."
"...How many?" Danny's voice trembled.
"Four - no, it's five." The doctor paused and changed his tune. He pointed to the back of the pet cat who secretly advertised the cat food for him in the corner, proud that he saw through Danny's trick. Out of the corner of his eye, Danny saw the doctor raise one eyebrow, as if to say, "Look, you didn't fool me, I found the fifth cat".
- But the "fifth cat" is the only "cat" in the picture.
Danny's eyes moved slowly from the corner to the center of the photo. In the kitchen, a family of four is discussing which cat food is better. The female protagonist is a curvaceous red-haired beauty, the male protagonist has a straight shirt and a bright smile. They stood in front of the kitchen island and discussed, while the two children were half-prone at the dining table, offering their opinions enthusiastically. It's the quintessential TV commercial, Beautiful Family, plus a yawning pet cat.
Danny fell silent. He raised his head and let the doctor touch his Adam's apple. His eyes fell vacantly on the bay window glass.
In the glass reflection, a tall black-haired youth sat in an armchair, half-heartedly studying the content on the computer screen. In his arms, the naked young man stared blankly at his own reflection. Kuze buried his head in Danny's blond hair affectionately, and gently scratched Danny's chin with his left hand. At first glance, this scene looks very erotic, but Danny is in it and knows that the doctor does not have any hints of eroticism.
He was just playing with the cat.
Danny didn't know how to wake him up.