She got out of the car, looked at the unconscious goat again, and was a little puzzled: "It stands to reason that so many of you shouldn't be able to deal with a sheep." ”

Tang Song looked at her helplessly: "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, the space in the car is too small, there are too many people here, if it runs out and hurts the masses, it will be troublesome." Moreover, why don't you use this method on Liu Qingming? ”

Tang Song and Mo Bei stood by the car, watching them tie the sheep to a rope and carry it away.

Mo Bei glanced at him with disgust: "Liu Qingming will let me stroke his head?" ”

Tang Song felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and for no reason he remembered the scene where her fingers were inserted in the wool just now, the snow-white hands, the dirty hair, the more she thought about it, the more she felt piercing, like a mouthful of phlegm stuck in her throat that couldn't be torn off.

Although the deceased was the greatest, when he thought of Liu Qingming's head again, he couldn't help but roll his eyes, and said fiercely: "Wash your hands." ”

"Oh."

Mo Bei washed his hands and came back, Tang Song was talking to a person, holding a notebook in his hand, looking down for a while, and then raising his head to say a few words. She could only see half of his face, the morning light was bright, his eyebrows were particularly dark, slightly wrinkled, and his eyes kept looking at the woman opposite him when he spoke or listened, but the other party kept his head down and never raised it.

Mo Bei has been stared at by him too many times, and those eyes are always extra focused when looking at people, with scrutiny, which makes people unconsciously want to avoid it.

Mo Bei didn't get too close, standing at the front of the car and watching.

Maybe it's because when they are usually together, Tang Song is mostly in a relaxed state, always very gentle, and it is the first time that Mo Bei has seen his state at work so intuitively, which is so scary.

Tang Song finished talking to the man, and after the woman left, he turned his head to look at her, raised his hand and beckoned to her.

Mo Bei walked over: "What's wrong?" ”

"No, it doesn't seem to be a paranormal event at the moment," he pulled out the car keys from his pocket, "You can drive back by yourself, I probably won't be back tonight, remember to lock the door when you go to bed at night." ”

Mo Bei hummed and took the key, and was about to leave, when he heard him say again.

"Also, if the cat next door escapes again, call the security guard and don't let him in casually."

"Does the security guard care about this?" Confused, she took the key.

Tang Song paused, silently pinned the pen to the page, turned around and looked at her quietly, Mo Bei raised his eyebrows puzzled, and he suddenly took a step forward.

The two were already close, Mo Bei subconsciously wanted to retreat, behind her was the RV, she saw a large stain on the side of the car before, and then she put it on when she retreated, so she stubbornly didn't move.

He took another step, his toes touched together, the distance between the two was only a fist, and the hem of his clothes was about to be touched, his scorching body temperature hit his face, Mo Bei felt that his ears were hot, and he leaned back uncomfortably, raising his hand against his chest and pushing it.

"I'm talking about security guards?" He lowered his head, too close to her ears, and his chest vibrated when he spoke, and Mo Bei couldn't tell whether he heard this sentence with his ears or touched it under his palm.

He stared at her with a blank face, and there was an incomprehensible emotion in his eyes. Mo Bei felt that this was much more intimidating than if he had to break her hands and feet and lock them.

Tang Song immediately retreated, keeping a relatively safe distance, but his brows were still twisted, and he gritted his teeth: "What I'm saying is don't open the door to strange men." ”

Mo Bei nodded repeatedly.

"Go ahead, be careful on the road."

Mo Bei turned his head and left, Tang Song watched her almost jump across the lawn, and shook his head with a smile.

Mo Bei got into the car, the windows and doors were closed, and the sound was isolated, and she felt that her heart was beating abnormally.

She sat with her back straight, and suddenly fell backwards for a while, let out a long sigh, let out a self-destructive sigh, and plugged in the keys to start the car.

The first time she sat in the driver's seat of this car, it was just an ordinary car, but she didn't feel comfortable at all, and she couldn't get out of her breath with a breath in her heart.

Mo Bei sat there for a while, and suddenly turned his head to look at the square.

They were about to wrap up, and she saw Tang Song in the crowd at a glance, tilting his head and talking to Zhao Qi.

Mo Bei immediately pulled out the key and got out of the car and ran over, Tang Song was stunned when he saw her.

"What else?"

Mo Bei returned the key to him, stood and didn't speak, just stared at him, seeing that Zhao Qi next to him felt that something was wrong and wanted to come over to ask, she walked forward a little and stretched out her finger to poke the corner of his mouth.

It almost poked him in the mouth.

Tang Song moved his head slightly, did not speak, a smile appeared in his eyes, and obediently let her pinch the corners of her mouth and lift it up.

"Find a security guard, right? I got it, and when I got back, I asked the security guard for the number. She smiled and turned to run.

Zhao Qi looked back and forth between Tang Song and Mo Bei several times, revealing the expressions of the melon-eating crowd and retreating to Xu Minglang's side.

"Oh my god......"

Stimulate!

Mo Bei ran all the way back to the outside of the community, sweating, and his stomach was depressed.

She exhaled and asked the security guard for the number, and asked if she could handle it if the next-door neighbor cat ran under her windowsill.

The security guard was confused and nodded.

"Okay, thanks."

The ginkgo biloba leaves in the community turned yellow and fell, she stepped on the fallen leaves and walked in, I don't know if it was too early, no one picked osmanthus flowers in the small park today.

As she walked downstairs, she suddenly jumped next to her, and at such a fast speed that she could only see an afterimage, swishing into the bushes.

Mo Bei was caught off guard and was frightened, stopped, and looked over curiously, the branches and leaves at the foot of the bush were shaking, something inside kept moving, and then there was a sharp and miserable cat meow.

Mo Bei walked over and looked at the branches and leaves, and immediately laughed.

A skinny little white cat, stuck in a fork, with tight branches at the foot of the bush, it was stuck at the waist and couldn't break free.

At first, it screamed a few times because Mo Bei was near, and because Mo Bei only stood and watched, and when it screamed again, it listened and cursed.

"Don't scratch me......" Mo Bei said to it, and after speaking, he felt that it was too silly to talk to the cat, so he closed his mouth and squatted down, pinching the back of his neck first.

The kitten snorted and reflexively stopped moving.

She put her hand from behind the cat into the branch, grasped its waist with her whole hand, and then spread her hand to open the gap between the branches. The branch wrapped around the kitten was wrapped around her hand, and she lifted it up with her left hand.

The kitten cub was pinched at the back of the neck, its blue eyes were wet and open, its limbs were curled together, and its mouth was slightly grinned, revealing two fangs that had just been born.

Mo Bei always felt a little familiar, squatted and thought for a while, remembering that he seemed to have seen it yesterday, and there was a pitch black one.

She couldn't tell if it was the same one, so she put it on the ground, but the kitten touched the ground but didn't run, and snorted at her softly, sat on her ass, and licked/fluffed.

Mo Bei looked amused, lightly tapped its head with his fingers, and chuckled: "Didn't you run fast just now?" Why don't you run away? ”

The kitten rubbed her fingers with her head, from the tip of her nose to the base of her ear, and meowed softly from time to time.

Mo Bei stroked it for a while, clapped his hands and stood up, and touched it with his toes: "Go find your little black, don't run around outside, be careful of being caught by bad guys and stewed soup." ”

Someone behind him suddenly shouted: "What are you doing!" ”

The kitten was startled, and her body shrunk tightly to hold the upper of her shoes, her tail hair exploded, and she opened her mouth and hissed.

Mo Bei glanced back and bent down to lift it up.

That person had already walked here, Mo Bei turned around, and found that it was the neighbor who lost the cat in the morning, his face was a little strange, and he was holding a mobile phone in his hand, facing Mo Bei.

"What are you doing?" The man asked.

Mo Bei felt a little inexplicable, but still replied: "Cat." ”

"You ......," he said, looking at her hand and frowning unhappily, "you don't carry it like that!" ”

Mo Bei put the cat on the ground again, but it remained close to her feet.

The man also understood at this time that he had probably misunderstood, and apologized awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I thought you were kicking it just now......"

He was always holding his mobile phone and holding it up to Mo Bei unnaturally.

Mo Bei guessed what he was doing, frowned and grabbed the cat again, this time without pinching the back of the neck and letting it lie on his palm.

The kitten lay on her stomach for a while, hooked her sleeve and hid on her arm, buried her head in the crook of her arm, and shivered slightly.

Mo Bei gently hooked the skin behind the kitten's ears with his fingers, soothed, but his eyes looked at him, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you stop shooting?" ”

The man hurriedly explained: "I'm sorry, I'm ......"

Mo Bei didn't have the patience to listen to him, so he turned around and left.

The barrage scrolled on the man's mobile phone screen, complaining that Mo Bei was unreasonable.

Mo Bei stepped over the bushes, came to the vent in the corner, and stuffed the kitten in.

The kitten approached the iron rod and barked at her softly, seeing that she really had no intention of taking herself, she stopped for two seconds, turned around and ran into the depths.

Mo Bei squatted on the ground, her eyes always looking inside, even if she couldn't see the cat anymore, she waited for a long time and didn't see the little black cat before she was ready to stand up.

"Why don't you take it back?"

Mo Bei raised his head speechlessly, he hadn't left yet, but he hadn't taken any more pictures at her, but he hadn't turned it off, pinching his phone and hanging it by his side.

Seeing that Mo Bei didn't answer, he didn't feel embarrassed at all, and asked again: "Why don't you take it back?" It looks like it likes you, your boyfriend doesn't seem to like a person who doesn't like critters, and it's almost winter, and it's still so small that it can't survive at all. ”

Mo Bei sighed, and was about to leave after him, but he stopped in front of him with a stride, and the two almost collided, she hurriedly took a big step back, widened the distance, and asked impatiently: "What do you want to say?" ”

"I didn't want to say anything," he sighed, reasoning with her, "you see it's so small and pitiful, it finally met you, it doesn't want to go, cats are very spiritual, they will choose their own masters, it chooses you and you abandon it, do you know how cruel this is for it?" ”

Mo Bei gradually narrowed his eyes, listening to doubt life.

He continued: "And, do you know how harmful stray cats are to the environment? They reproduce endlessly, and then destroy the ecology, what a small act of yours has, what an impact, the butterfly effect, do you know ......"

"I know the butterfly effect." She said.

"Yes......"

"And," she interrupted what he might have to say at length, magically without irritation, and she felt that she could escape directly into the empty door if she listened any longer, so she stopped her loss in time, "I know that you are sick, too." ”

"You ......"

Mo Bei raised his hand: "You are very caring, there is nothing wrong with this, you are super good, okay?" Really, I've never seen a bird so. I suggest you move a small bench to the park and sit in the park, early in the morning and evening, and learn how people talk. I don't ask you to learn to be a person, and I don't even expect you to learn to be a wren, that's a bit too expensive, this can't be forced, you just need to get a little closer to the parrot, just learn a few words, and it should be no problem to cope with life...... Damn budgies are more reasonable than you, or I'll teach you a sentence now, I said slow down, you understand, I don't have cats. ”