"Come here."

The door was opened, the warm current reopened, and the cold enveloped the body and left. As a cat, Jiang Huaixin had to tilt his head to see Chu Songluo. Dressed in loungewear but with cold eyes, he is a good match for the house with the fireplace, and it is also a good match for this cold day.

Jiang Huaixin jumped and pulled his pants all the way up, lying on his shoulder. The cold winter was blocked by sliding doors, and almost at the same moment, the snow particles fluttered and fell. The familiar smell of the room made almost his whole cat soften, and he couldn't help but feel that the day's separation had become a little forgivable. He opened his mouth lazily and yawned, then tilted his head and licked Chu Song's earlobe—only to be thrown onto the couch with the back of his neck in his hands.

The sky swirled and stopped, but Chu Songluo was not in front of him.

……？

When he left the vicinity of the sofa, Jiang Huaixin immediately jumped off the sofa and followed him at his feet, only to be pinched by the back of his neck and thrown back to the sofa. He then let out a soft whimper—this time Chu Song came back, holding a small black leather ring in his hand, and then put it under Jiang Huaixin's meow neck—

If Chu Songluo wore a collar for Jiang Huaixin, who was humanoid, he would naturally be excited—but the collar worn by a cat was so small, Jiang Huaixin was not sure if he would be strangled from a cat to an adult.

The kitten suddenly broke free from Chu Songluo's palm, jumped on the windowsill, and then jumped to the top of the bookcase, looking down at Chu Songluo below.

He saw Chu Songluo frowning slightly, staring at this side for a while, lowering his head and raising his hand to sniff his fingers, then took out a thin booklet from the bookshelf, turned a few pages and read for a while, and then went to the bathroom. After a moment, the sound of water gurgling came, and Jiang Huaixin jumped down out of curiosity and flipped through the pamphlet spread out on the table—

"Ragdoll cats: artificially bred, with a fragile stomach, only IKEA breeding."

Circled the word "domesticated" and marked "Lost? There are also several brands of cat food listed next to it.

Turning the page, Jiang Huaixin roughly swept it, and it was about a simple record of what it meant for some cats to nod their heads and shake their heads, as well as a list of forbidden foods, and then specially marked "change perfume" next to the line "Citrus, oranges, grapefruits, and lemons may cause cell necrosis"——

Yes, EdG does have lemon and citrus aromas, which are all tastes that cats instinctively hate, but probably because Jiang Huaixin is not a cat himself, this taste has no effect on him.

But he worked so hard that Jiang Huaixin was currently a cat, and he was so cute that he rolled on the table by humans.

It's so cute - brother is really, so cute......!

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Chu Songluo walked out wiping his hair that was still wet and dripping with water, and there was only a clean atmosphere left on his body, and all the residual smell of perfume was washed away. He was blowing his hair, and the cat Jiang Huaixin jumped on the table with a collar in his mouth, squatting up and staring at him.

But when I got closer, I smelled it, and an uncomfortable faint smell of blood wafted over. But Chu Songluo didn't show it at all, just a little puzzled by the cat's sudden change. His face was still calm, but the movements of his hands paused slightly. After turning off the hairdryer, his hair was still a little wet, so it looked darker, and even his eyes felt a little wet. The slender fingers pinched the collar and buckled it to the cat, and Jiang Huaixin took the opportunity to rub his palm. The hand in turn patted him lightly on the head, then turned to leave the room. Jiang Huaixin wanted to follow, but was locked in the door by Chu Songluo, and jumped to the sofa opposite the fireplace in frustration and lay down waiting for him to come back.

Chu Songluo's room was on the fourth floor of the highest building in the Jiang family, with an attic - he liked high and dangerous places since he was a child, and when he was a child, he always climbed out of the attic window and climbed onto the roof to sit. At that time, Jiang Huaixin would go to the library and run to the attic with a book, waiting for Chu Song to fall while reading.

There is also a smaller room on this floor that belongs to Jiang Huaixin, and since he moved into the Chu family, Chu Han has not lived in this house. In addition, in addition to the hall, restaurant, and reception room on the first floor, the second floor is a home library and gym; The third floor is the residence of Chu Songluo's two elder brothers—they don't often live in this house either. The common routine in film and television dramas is the third son in the family, the eldest son is old-fashioned and incompetent, the second son is cowardly and despicable, and the younger son is rebellious and naïve, but the Chu family is not this routine at all. The eldest son is only willing to make promises all day long, and the second son does not love the family business but loves to travel everywhere, and only Chu Songluo is the sharp successor.

- Moreover, he was very ambitious, and he seemed to be far from being invulnerable, so that there were always people who targeted him, and he had suffered countless injuries and kidnappings over the years.

The wound wasn't a big deal for him—but not for Song Zhenzhen.

She was holding a large carton of milk in her right hand and a bag in her left hand, which contained cotton swabs, iodine wine, medical gauze and other things, and angrily pushed open the door with her shoulder, while saying, "I insist on my personal opinion, Mr. Chu!" Wounded people who run around without permission and let their wounds get wet are not qualified to talk about gentlemanly manners! ”

But when she just put down the milk and saw the Ragdoll cat coming out from behind the sofa, she immediately exclaimed, "So cute!" This is the cat I just talked about? ”

Chu Songluo then closed the door and came in, nodded and said, "His name is my generation." ”

"Eh......" Song Zhenzhen was obviously a little confused by the name, and replied kindly, "Okay...... Unique name. ”

Seeing Chu Songluo's fleeting faint smile, the cat whined coquettishly and ran to his feet.

Chu Songluo picked up the bag and asked Song Zhenzhen to sit down on the chair at the desk, and he sat on the sofa to treat the wound. He unabashedly exposed his lean waist and hideous wounds, so that Song Zhenzhen didn't know for a while whether to avoid suspicion or care about his wounds first - this seemed to be a wonderful induction, and the moment he took off the gauze, Song Zhenzhen was also trembling with pain. Cotton swabs and tweezers disinfected the wound again, Chu Songluo lifted his weight lightly, and Song Zhenzhen didn't look at him at all but it hurt terribly.

She looked away and saw the notes spread out on the table, obviously addressed to the kitten named Ours. The handwritten words can be understood at a glance that they have learned calligraphy or the like, and the structure of each stroke is accurate and perfect, Song Zhenzhen was ashamed of his dog crawling font for less than two seconds, and glanced at one or two lines of words, and the page was taken by my generation with a paw. The gray and white Ragdoll cat dragged her eyes all the way to Chu Songluo's side, he had just put on his bathrobe again, the cat climbed on his shoulder and licked the sweat on his forehead, so Chu Songluo gently rubbed his head.

They didn't use words to communicate, and according to Chu Songluo's description, it was only the second time they met, but there was an indescribable tacit understanding in their demeanor.

"Ah......" Song Zhenzhen looked at the cat thoughtfully.

"What's the matter?" Chu Songluo interrogated.

"Hmm—I just think Jiang ...... Your brother will be jealous of this cat when he sees it. Song Zhenzhen said, "Actually, I came today, in addition to settling my mother's salary, there is also - the counselor said, your brother is not in the dormitory tonight......"

- Although he didn't know what he was expecting, Jiang Huaixin did have an unclear expectation.

Chu Songluo paused for a moment, just replied "Yes" and stopped paying attention to this topic, pondered for a while, and handed Song Zhenzhen a card.

"I'm sorry, but I have to default on your part-time job." He considered how much he could tell Song Zhenzhen: "Before you hear important news, you, including your mother, don't come to the Chu family again." ”

Wait, Mom?

Song Zhen really felt confused, she looked down at the card that she had never seen before, and muttered, "-Mom? ”

Chu Songluo said: "We have been separated for many years, but I can often sense you, Chu Zhenzhen." ”

His expression was gentle and a little uneasy: "I was too young at the time of separation to remember your original name. It's mine...... Half-sister. ”

Yes...... In this way, there are similarities in our facial features. Ahaha.

Well, Song Zhenzhen's name is not bad.

Oh yes, it's not a confession to raise a good person card, but a hand of affection, which is really good.

……

…………

Who can be so calm!

Song Zhenzhen's face was in a trance and shocked, Chu Songluo had already regained his usual calm look, but his eyes were gentle, "Don't tell my mother that I already know about this for the time being, take care of her." It's getting late, I'll ask the driver to take you back to school. ”

Wait, wait, Song Zhenzhen held up the door frame and asked before leaving: "That-what about Jiang Huaixin?" ”

Chu Songluo's expression became inexplicably cold again, and the cat sat on the side and waited silently for him to speak.

"The debt owed by Chu Han, I will pay it back to him."

"But-" Song Zhenzhen hesitated for a moment and decided to help Jiang Huaixin, "But, he likes it...... Brother? ”

Maybe it was this brother who made Chu Songluo feel a little better, there seemed to be stars in his eyes, but they quickly dimmed and turned dark. He lowered his eyes and was silent for a moment, then rubbed Song Zhenzhen's hair again: "...... Let's go. ”

Jiang Huaixin was a little jealous of my cat for a while.

It can lick its brother's hand and be hugged and caressed by him without any scruples; Jiang Huaixin, who was always waiting in the attic, had chased close enough, but he couldn't wait for him to come down from the roof and the starry night.

Song Zhenzhen left, and Chu Songluo slowly went upstairs with the cat in his arms, but the destination was not to go back to his room, but to the attic on the top floor. The small window was the child's exclusive passage, and now that he had the key to the door, he opened it and stepped on the roof.

Jiang Huaixin looked up at the night sky with lead-colored snow clouds, in fact, it didn't seem that close, but there was no one around, there was a thin layer of snow particles on the tiles, and there was no wind, just the snow blindly crashed downward. He shook off the snow on his body and got into Chu Songluo's arms to keep warm. The slender, knobby fingers touched the cat's back one after the other, and murmured in a low voice.

“…… Jiang, Huaixin. ”

The kitten heard him call his name, and Mi whined. Chu Songluo thought it was cold, so he walked back to the attic and closed the snowy night, carefully measured the cat again under the light, and then smiled bitterly.

"You're very much alike."

He returned to the room with the cat in his arms, dialed the phone, and said after a few greetings: "Find Jiang Huaixin." ”

***

Jiang Huaixin was right next to Chu Songluo, so naturally he couldn't find it.

"Jiang Huaixin" has been missing for more than two months, but Chu Songluo is too busy to take care of it.

Busyness and other things that Jiang Huaixin had disdained made Chu Songluo even more cold and hard, and exhaustion covered this coldness with irritability and suspicion, and the deep frowning of his eyebrows made him look a frightening solemnity.

The deeper the winter weather, the more hectic things become. At the critical moment, in the panic of the people's hearts, the chaos under the potential water surface began to be irritable, and the lower rooms of the Chu Mansion in the turmoil were reduced by half in one breath, and in the increasingly empty rooms, many of the decisions he needed to discuss and hesitate in the past have now become completely decisive.

It's just a snowy winter, and he has grown into a young man who is accustomed to expressionless faces, and has grown into a leader with an awe-inspiring cold air and a decisive decision.

He no longer needs to be expressionless anytime and anywhere to distance himself and hold up his momentum.

- Smiles, handshakes, hugs, false affection is already a mask that can be twisted up at any time. Because sometimes a smile can better show your fangs, when you shake hands, you can bite the artery more painfully, and when you hug, it is more convenient to pierce the heart with a knife and kill someone.

His eyebrows and eyes were tired growth.

He barely sleeps for a full block of time, and rarely spends time in the house. In order to get along with him as much as possible, Jiang Huaixin always tries to maintain a light sleep, as long as he hears Chu Songluo's voice, he will follow him at his feet, so that he can take a look at himself.

He had to carry too much, but he forced himself to give up everything he liked.

When he saw the cat, his demeanor would be softer, which made Jiang Huaixin feel strangely satisfied. When he was a cat, he couldn't feel Chu Songluo's emotions, but he didn't have a boring mood. He saw many Chu Songluo that "Jiang Huaixin" had never seen, and he actually gained a soft state of mind in his speculation.

How do you define that?

It's too cold in winter, and the cat still has to wait in the attic, and Chu Songluo often sits on the roof and smokes a cigarette and comes back.

The wait became flimpy and flirtatious, but reassuring.

Winter is coming to an end, and Chu Han passes with the winter, and he will never return to the Chu family again.

Chu Songluo seemed to be able to relax at last, and the lawyer team had already prepared the formalities for dividing the family property, and also sorted out all the asset documents that the Jiang family should have. It's just that Jiang Huaixin seems to have evaporated, and Chu Songluo has never taken the initiative to ask about the progress of looking for him.

The cat and Chu Songluo finally enjoyed a coherent sleep.

The early morning sunlight penetrated through the gaps in the curtains and made the room dark and hazy, and the cat Jiang Huaixin began to feel uncomfortable.

As if drowning in the hot depths of the sea, he was bound hand and foot, unable to breathe or struggle. In the suffocating heat and lack of oxygen, he had no choice, and tried to breathe wide, but even his neck was strangled with severe pain.

His hand was suddenly able to break free, grasping the tightly strangled rope around his neck, but he couldn't pull it away with brute force, and his body was even hotr.