Yesterday the weather was very strange and bad, and a bad wind hit in the morning, almost pulling down the whole curtain and almost hanging down the fortune tree on the balcony. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 It took a lot of effort to close the balcony door, and after the bad wind, the rain was not very heavy.

You came back the night before yesterday, but it was the first dream since you left: you were angry with me, and then you were going to run away from home, remembering that you took a brown travel bag, as if you deliberately wanted me to know that you were unhappy, that you were going to run away, and that you wanted me to keep you.

Last night, I dreamed that you came back, and the days were as usual, and you said that you asked the clerk of what department you deserved for the treatment you deserved, and your mind was achieved, and you were very proud.

I know in my heart your little intentions and little selfishness.

Lie in the crook of your arm and pretend to sleep, feeling the gentle feeling of your delicate skin against your face, it is very reassuring.

I was woken up in the morning by the coquettish sound of the bean bag, and it was only 6:00 when I looked at my watch, and I didn't want to get up, so I closed my eyes and recalled the scene in my dream, and it seemed that I could still feel the warmth of the skin-to-skin relationship.

I often wonder: could it be that you are reincarnated to accompany me? Its cleverness and attachment have made my slight cleanliness habit succumb.

It will please me, will look at my face, will be coquettish, sleep quietly at my feet every night, and when you get up in the morning, you will lean on my pillow and look at me, "huhuhu" and snoring happily, and when you see that I have no reaction, it will gently touch my cheek with the hand that has put away its claws, shallowly, gently......

Its cry will vary according to different demands and situations, and it is a little person who can't speak.

And I can't ignore its appeal, every time it meows, I have to unconsciously respond with a "what's wrong?

Every time I come home, I no longer feel lonely, talk to it, tease it, and then I do my thing, and it quietly accompanies it.

Although it must not have come back from you, it has given me some joy after having this little thing.