Song Jong-hyuk sat at the dining table, staring carefully at the cat that was eating in front of him, with some surprise and some trepidation in his heart, not knowing what to do with this strange little life.

At this moment, the little guy is standing on the dining table, sticking out his little red tongue, and keeps **** at a small basin of milk in front of him.

Although his every move still looks very elegant, it can be seen that the little thing is indeed hungry, and it takes a few minutes to see the bottom of a full basin of milk. But he was still not satisfied, raised his little head and stared at Song Jong-hyuk, but he didn't make a sound, and his faint eyes looked very pitiful.

The two vertical pupils are not terrifying, one is a light blue sapphire as pure as a mouth, and the other is pale yellow like the most rare amber, combined with a snow-white and flawless, soft and smooth satin-like fur, which suddenly poked at the softness of Song Jonghyuk's heart.

He limped to the kitchen on crutches, took another carton of milk from the fridge, returned to the table and poured it into the basin. Watching the kitten eagerly lower its head and continue drinking.

Song Jong-hyuk couldn't put it down and reached out to the cat on the kitten's back, couldn't help but turn his head and looked at Song Jong-ki, who was lying on the sofa with his back to the sky, putting his chin on the backrest, and looking at him with a smile: "Brother, where did this cat come from?" ”

Song Jong-ki's smiling eyes dimmed, but he still smiled and said, "Can't you remember?" This is your pet cat, and your roommate gave it to me when I went to the school dormitory to help you clean up. I've been busy filming these days, so I'll foster it in a pet store first. ”

"Do I have a pet?" When Song Jong-hyuk heard this, he was stunned, lowered his head and looked at the kitten's eyes warmly, and the stroking movements in his hands became slower and softer.

The kitten seemed to feel that the owner was no longer as strange to him as before, and the little head that lowered to eat paused for a moment, slowly raised it, stretched out its small and soft tongue at Song Jong-hyuk's warm big hand, gently rolled it on his fingers, licked it a few times, and let out a lazy meow.

Song Jong-hyuk was panicked by the kitten's intimate movements, and when he came back to his senses, the kitten had buried his head again, as if nothing had happened, and continued to destroy the food. Only the slightly wet water on the fingers and a little residual warmth left some evidence.

Song Jong-hyuk sneered, and the sense of distance in his heart towards this little guy disappeared at once. This is my pet, and I live with my partner day and night. This concept came out of his heart, and his attitude towards kittens was no longer stranger, but he really put this little guy who was still meeting for the first time for himself in the position of his family.

Song Jong Hyuk was here smiling and watching the kitten eat, and Song Jong Ki had already gotten up and said to him, "Jong Hyuk, my brother has to work tomorrow, I'll go take a bath first." You should rest early, too. ”

Song Jong-hyuk only cared about teasing the kitten, and said to Song Jong-ki without looking back: "Oh, I know brother, I'll sleep right away." His hands were not idle, and he continued to scratch the kitten's fur.

Song Jong-ki smiled slightly, took off his shirt to himself, and walked barefoot towards the bathroom.

Listening to the soft sound of the bathroom door closing, Song Jong-hyuk stopped what he was doing and sighed. In fact, he still hopes to talk to his brother for a while longer, after all, he has been alone in this strange house all day, and he has had enough of loneliness. But he also knows that his brother's work is more important, and his accident and hospitalization have brought him a lot of troubles, and he can't add to the chaos. Simply, now I am not alone, and this little guy is with me.

He looked down at his kitten as he stopped suckling because he had lost the feeling of being petted.

One person and one cat looked at each other, and Song Jong-hyuk couldn't help but chuckle.

The kitten also felt the owner's unhappiness, and rubbed Song Jong-hyuk's hand with his neck as if comfortingly, coiled his body into a ball, and began to lick his paws gracefully.

Song Jong-hyuk looked at the kitten's cute behavior, and his heart became a little more relaxed.

He rubbed his chin with his fingers, and said to himself with some distress: "Hey, I should have named you before, right?" What is it called? He exclaimed tentatively, "Xiaobai? Xiaobai? ”

The kitten wiped its face with its licked paws to herself.

"Mimi, meow, cat?" Song Jong-hyuk racked his brains to think of the names that might fit the cat, barking one by one, testing the kitten's reaction. “top？”

It was useless, and the kitten still did not react to these names, but played by itself, chasing his tail around the dining table, running so cheerfully, not like a cat, but like a dog

Dog? Song Jong-hyuk's eyes lit up, and he tentatively shouted to the kitten, "Eighth prince? ”

Now the kitten finally reacted. It stood up suddenly, exploded all over its body, and let out a long, mournful cat meow: "Meow~" like that, as if it had seen its own natural enemy.

Song Jong-hyuk was so frightened that he hurriedly stepped forward, ignoring the kitten's paws waving wildly, and hugged the little guy tightly in his arms. I only heard Song Jong-ki's question from the bathroom: "Jong-hyuk, what's wrong?" How do kittens bark like that? ”

Song Jong-hyuk pressed the kitten in his arms with his clothes, and the bark was not very loud, so he wiped his sweat and shouted in the direction of the bathroom: "It's nothing, I scratched it and scratched it." Brother, I'm going to sleep. ”

After that, he didn't wait for Song Jong-ki to say anything more, wrapped in a bulging ball on his chest, put his cane under his armpit, and limped into his bedroom.

With a "bang", Song Jong-hyuk closed the door, twisted the door lock, and hurriedly threw the kitten wrapped in clothes towards the bed as if he was on fire. The kitten spun lightly in mid-air, landed on all four paws on the bed, and immediately curled up on the bed as if nothing had happened.

Song Jong-hyuk pulled open his clothes and looked inside, and there were already several blood-red marks on his chest that had been scratched by the kitten's sharp claws. He stared at the kitten, which seemed to be harmless to humans and animals, and said with a little anger: "Ah, little thing, why is your temper so big." Are you going to bully me? ”

The kitten remained silent, simply buried its head in its front paws, closed its eyes and prepared to rest.

Song Jong-hyuk still muttered with palpitations: "The crows in the world are as black as the crows, the little things are not big, and the temper is so big." He lowered his body and shouted at the kitten with a little bad taste, "Why don't I call you a crow?" No, you're white. And what about coal? ”

The kitten suddenly opened her eyes and meowed low at Song Jong-hyuk. Song Jong-hyuk was stunned.

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