Walking through the corridor and coming to the door, Zhang Ziyu took out the key to open the door, but suddenly heard Ling Shijian say, "Come here to help?" ”

"Help what?" He didn't understand, and when he looked back, he saw her holding the cat in one hand and typing in the code in the other.

But she can enter the code while holding the cat, and she doesn't need his help at all.

"Help with the cats!" Ling Shijian glanced back at him.

She entered the password, confirmed her fingerprints, pushed open the door, and said, "You have said that you need a cat litter box, a litter box, and something to eat and live in to raise a cat." ”

She turned to him and motioned to the cat in her arms, "And most importantly, give him a name." ”

Zhang Ziyu paused, but still did not refuse, and turned around and entered Ling Shijian's house.

Ling Shijian has been here for nearly a month, and the house is scattered and decorated, and now it is not like when it was at the beginning, there is only one empty dining table.

Now this house looks like a house that people live in.

She bought sofas, coffee tables, chairs, repasted floors, wallpaper, and some other decorations, lamps, flowers, paintings, etc.; If Zhang Ziyu's decoration style is clean and practical, she is fresh, warm and girlish.

After entering the door, there is a faint fragrance in the air. The taste is a mixture of the fragrance of Ling Shijian burning on the coffee table and her body fragrance.

Smell like this, men's abode...... At least there wasn't one in Zhang Ziyu's room.

Ling Shijian went to the sofa with the cat in his arms, and Zhang Ziyu closed the door casually in the back.

He looked at Ling Shijian's bright new sofa, and then at the cat in her arms, and had already begun to mourn for the sofa.

"Cat's nest, just find a cardboard box." He stood at the door, clasped his hands, and gave Ling Shijian an idea, "Didn't you buy a lot of cardboard boxes for furniture before?" The chair is just the right size...... Or a shoebox will do. ”

In his opinion, raising a pet means that if I have a mouthful of meat to eat, you will have a mouthful of soup to drink; Don't ask too much, just live.

After all, he himself lives roughly, how delicate can pets be?

But his minimalism is clearly not in line with Ling Shijian's idea.

"How's that going to work?" She objected immediately, "This is the first pet I have." Then I wanted to have a cat for a long time, and of course I couldn't treat him badly! Cardboard box, how can it be worthy of such a cute face of his? I'm going to buy him the best cat nest in the world.

“…… I'm going to settle for a moment tonight. ”

Regarding this, Zhang Ziyu has a bad evaluation: "...... It's good if you're happy. ”

He asked, "What about your cardboard boxes?" Take one and I'll get it for you. ”

"It's been thrown away a long time ago." Lingshi Kendo.

Zhang Ziyu: "......"

"If you move later...... he wondered, "how do you move all this furniture?" ”

How could Ling Shijian think so far, she gave a reason: "Those cardboard boxes take up a lot of space. ”

“…… All right! ”

Zhang Ziyu couldn't complain, so he had to go back to his house, took a cardboard box containing the computer host, and spread a piece of unworn clothes and a blanket when he bought a quilt.

"Okay, there's a cat litter." He motioned to Ling Shijian to show it, "There is still a cat litter box......

As he spoke, he went back to his room, took a wooden basin that soaked his feet but cracked, and said, "Wait until tomorrow I will go to the river and shovel a basin of river sand, which is his litter box!" ”

"The cat litter box is here, and there are two more bowls...... "Eat, drink, sleep, and live!" ”

Ling Shijian sat on the sofa and stared at him, and when he finished speaking, he complained faintly: "Fortunately, there are no cats and dogs that you fancy them." ”

"I don't like cat......s again," Zhang Ziyu spread his hands, "I like dogs, that kind of large dogs, Demu, Alaska, Golden Retriever, and Rhubarb can also be, but it's not easy to raise here, and it troubles me." ”

"Then I thank you for Rhubarb!" Lingshi Kendo.

"Ahem......" Zhang Ziyu stood aside and asked, "And then?" Oh, there's a name missing.

"What are you going to name him?"

Ling Shijian tilted his head and thought for a while, feeling that which name was almost meaningless, so he asked Zhang Ziyu: "What do you think?" ”

"Mimi!" Zhang Ziyu said, "How can there be a cat that doesn't call Mimi?" ”

knew that asking him was tantamount to asking in vain, Ling Shijian glanced at him and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

She picked up the cat, put it in the cardboard box laid out by Zhang Ziyu, squatted aside, and watched the delicate little milk cat walk around awkwardly in the cardboard box, with caution in her eyes.

"He's so cute......" she whispered.

Zhang Ziyu came over with his mobile phone, looked at the cat in the box, and said: "A cat of his appearance was called Treading Snow and Looking for Plum in ancient times, but he also has white hair on his belly, or the dark clouds cover the snow."

This is the nickname of the cat, so either he is called to tread the snow to find plums, or he is called to cover the snow with dark clouds. It seems that his owner is very cultured. ”

"What do you mean by being cultured?" Ling Shijian's eyes widened and he asked, "Before searching, do you know the nickname of a cat?" ”

Zhang Ziyu looked away and replied, "I know a little bit about it." ”

"Four words, not appropriate." Ling Shijian shook his head.

She thought for a moment, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she asked, "Why don't you take the words that are both in these two nicknames?" It's called ...... Xuexue, how's that? ”

It was a male cat, and then, he's lying down in the box now, it's a swarthy lump.

Zhang Ziyu looked at the cat in the box and replied, "Not good." ”

"Good!" Ling Shijian nodded, "We decided so happily." ”

Zhang Ziyu looked at the cat, then at the person, but still chose not to speak.

It's not his cat, what's the name of his business? Moreover, he can't argue with other people (physics).

"It's good if you're happy." He had no choice but to say.

It's just that when he looked at the cat in the box again, he suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart. When I looked at it again, there was a hint of intimacy.

Once something has a name, it has a meaning and a soul.

"Xue Xue......" he whispered.

Because of the name, he seems to have established some kind of connection with him, and for the rest of their lives, it seems that they will go a long way together, and it seems that there will be many stories.

Thinking about it, he looked at Ling Shijian again, the cat would have something to do with him, and the reason could only be his master......

"That's it!" Lingshi Ken said, "You look at him, I'll go get him something to eat." ”

"Okay."

Ling Shijian stood up, and he crouched by the cardboard box.

The little black cat named Xue Xue was in his cardboard box and lying on his blanket, with its tail shaking and ears flicking.

He looked at his long beard and was amazed at his cuteness. Reach out and touch his beard.

The beard was passive, and Xue Xue suddenly raised her head and rubbed her fingers on him, making his fingers tickle.

Ling Shijian came out of the kitchen, holding a bowl with chicken breast in one hand and milk in the other.

When she reached the kitchen door, she saw the big boy reaching into the cardboard box, his lips pursed and his face serious, but there was a smile in his eyes.

What do you say you don't like about cats......