Chapter 3: The Loss of a Boy and the Candy Button

"Quiet, Mi!"

Xingqi was harsh and displeased with his cat's overreaction, and after poking his finger at the harmless looking creature, he couldn't stop. The touch of this strange creature that suddenly appeared was really cool and strange! it was so soft that it was as slippery as Mimi, and it was not sticky or dirty, and it kept a certain temperature close to the body temperature, so I couldn't put it down.

As for the strange man's touch, the slug seemed very indifferent, still holding his legs and struggling to absorb the negative aura he emitted with the small transparent tentacle-like gastropes under him.

"What the hell are you?" continued to caress it intimately, the fear in his heart becoming less and less. Maybe it's out of loneliness, maybe it's a person who has been single for too long, Xingqi, a house addicted to silicone toys, suddenly had a bold idea: Will this product be.... It's something that can't be described, grainy, plus temperature.....

More and more in an indescribable direction, Xingqi's depressed mood during this time has become much better. "Wouldn't God see me too miserable, so I sent you, a little angel, to comfort me, right? It's a pity that you're not a kawaii cute girl, even if it's a robot, it's fine....." In his heart, he continued to study this thing for a while, and found that it didn't seem to have a mouth, and the whole body was actually a whole. Gradually, he gave up that bold idea, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and turned to the computer to continue coding.

That's right, it's typing, this ordinary-looking, short and chubby lewd man is actually a writer, but he is already angry, and his wife has run away with others. Now renting an eight-square-meter cottage in the suburbs, with a cat is living the life of a single nobleman. However, since his wife ran away, his works have lost more and more of their previous aura, but have become more and more weird. The great god of fantasy novels is moving closer to the direction of weirdness and horror, losing a considerable part of his readers, and now he can only live on his former savings. It's just that this person is still extravagant, and his standard of living has plummeted to the point of tonning instant noodles.

Meow~

His black cat saw that he had been ignoring it, and he no longer howled when he stood on the closet. With an expression of lovelessness, he looked at the dangerous guy who was cowering beside his master, the pet who felt that he was too angry, and retracted into the nest and continued to sleep, hoping to make up for his wounded heart.

On the other side of the new day, Xingqi, who opened the writer's column on the website, stared at the homepage of his work and quietly petrified, and the whole person almost took him away with a gust of wind.

"What the hell?!Why are there so few clicks?!There hasn't been a single recommendation ticket for five days in a row?There is no longer a single comment, even if it's a troll!Is it because the Internet is too volatile, or do people nowadays don't like routines?......

He was frightened and even began to panic, but before he knew it, he no longer had the same high-spirited appearance as before.

Xingqi hesitated for a while and silently boarded the buckle, wanting to communicate with his editor-in-charge, but suddenly remembered that the other party seemed to have abandoned him a long time ago, so he almost blocked him. Also, in the environment of the market economy, the dynasty has changed so quickly, you are not angry, who cares! The editor in charge said that his gods have no time to take good care of them.

Sent a few messages with hope, but there was still no news from the other party, Xingqi breathed a long sigh of relief after a long wait, and wanted to light a cigarette to calm down. When he stretched out his hand and touched it in the direction he was used to, he suddenly remembered that he had run out of money to buy cigarettes.

TM, I can't even smoke cigarettes.

WITH HIS TREMBLING HAND RETRACTED, HE LOOKED AT THE CREATURE THAT HAD APPEARED AT HOME TODAY, AND HAD ANOTHER THOUGHT: "DO YOU WANT TO SELL YOU?"

Holding up this guy about the size of his cat, he looked at it for a while and found that this thing had no mouth and no eyes (put away), if it weren't for the tentacles under his body would still squirm, the whole thing would be a large purple piece of transparent artificial silicone.

"I hope you're worth some money!" he couldn't stand the embarrassment, and felt that this product was very rare. I didn't wear my socks anymore, and when I arched my feet into my old sneakers, I closed the door and ran to the free market.

Remember the pet store going in this direction?

In the crowded free market, a young man kept shuttling with an abyssal slug in his arms, and he didn't notice that the creature in his hand was gradually moving as his breath diminished and disappeared, as if he were dead.

"Boss, do you accept this kind of pet?" he asked, walking into the store, ignoring the strange looks of the people around him, he walked straight to the counter and put it on.

What is this? The middle-aged store manager also thinks he has seen a lot, but this creature put up by the young man is indeed something he has never seen. It was very rare, he looked at the man in front of him curiously, and saw that he was dressed sloppily and smelly, and he was a little more cautious in his heart. But it also depends on the thing in front of you, it is indeed a creature, and it is alive.

He pulled out a cat teasing stick from under the counter and dangled it in front of the purple, transparent, cylindrical creature without responding. He poked it again, huh...... Still no response.

This thing can't be dead, is it?" he continued to poke, feeling his patience worn out, and simply reached out and touched it. The first feeling was cold, cold, and there were no ups and downs at all. A feeling of insult to IQ arose, the store manager blushed and indifferently put the stick down on the counter, and said indifferently: "Well, garbage is not collected here, maybe you sell it to the scrap collector for a few cents." ”

After that, he bypassed Xingqi and continued to greet the other customers in the store.

But Xingqi was not reconciled! It was an unknown creature that suddenly appeared! It was a living miracle! He chased after it with him, teasing and swaying the little tentacles under it, and said to the store manager, "Look at it...... It still has legs, it can really move!" Under the unremitting fiddling of his hand, the slug really moved his gastropod twice.

The store manager, who saw everything in his eyes, was even more determined in his thoughts, and said unceremoniously with his hands on his chest: "You come to my store to buy pets, I welcome your arrival." But if you continue to be unreasonable, don't blame me for being unreasonable. ”

As he spoke, his voice raised a few centimeters: "Everyone, this person is fooling around with a thing that doesn't know anything, pretending to be a pet to fool me, is it true that I was blind when I opened a pet store in the past few years? Look, he doesn't zip his crotch when he goes out, and I start to doubt the IQ of this liar." ”

Following his fingers, he saw that his private parts were really ventilated, and in the laughter of everyone, Xingqi hugged the slug, and fled from this place as if flying.

It wasn't until the free market behind him was completely invisible that Xingqi still felt that the eyes of the people around him looked at him strangely. couldn't hold back any longer, he turned directly into an alley with no one around, and the shame in his heart completely exploded: "Paralysis, you harmful spirit." Why didn't you move just now? You TM are now for Lao Tzu, you move very diligently! Ha! Ha ......."

Enraged, he snapped the slug against the wall and slammed it with his fist. Bang bang, a few old punches in a row, made his hand joints hurt, only to let go of the arrogance in his heart a little, let go of it and let it fall to the ground.

Let's chirp~ Looking at the slugs that fell on the sloppy ground and were still crawling towards themselves, Xingqi's compassion attacked. The pace that wanted to turn around stopped hesitantly, stepped forward to pick it up, he sighed and said: "You, you~ Maybe it's fate, forget it, you call it 'buckle candy'." ”

As he spoke, he walked out of the alley and headed back to the rental house, but on the nearby street, Xingqi's nose suddenly smelled the aroma of pastry, which made him stop again.

"That's the fragrance of steamed buns and steamed buns~" He thought to himself and looked over there, and sure enough, it was a tricycle that bought steamed buns, and there was a blue signboard on it 'River Steamed Buns'.

"But who told me that I didn't have any money? Xingqi swallowed his saliva, rubbed his cramped stomach, and continued to walk back with his waist bent. As he walked, he felt that he was a failure—he couldn't socialize, he couldn't coax people, he didn't have outstanding advantages, and he smoked and drank, so he was seriously ill some time ago. At the age of twenty-five, my wife ran away, no car, no house, no ticket, and no stable job......

He didn't see his own strange behavior, and as he became more and more depressed, the slugs in his arms were so excited that they almost jumped up after absorbing the strong negative breath. The small tentacles of the gastropods shook vigorously, shakingly, making Xingqi feel that even this pet seemed to be laughing at himself, and he was in a very bad mood!

And surrounded by his rich negative aura, the slug who was frantically absorbing finally had a little more clarity in his muddy brain domain at this time, as if he had opened his mind to feel this strange world for the first time:

"Food...... Food...... More food......" Its hazy and simple thoughts, beating in the still-chaotic realm of its mind.