Chapter Fifty-Six: Let's Call It Sticky
Wen Tingwan gently stroked the kitten's head.
It's a freshman year.
"If I take it home, maybe you'll be more concerned." Si Jing pretended to be aggrieved.
Wen Tingwan glared at him, and Si Jing started acting again.
"Will its mother come back?" Wen Tingwan looked at the pitiful appearance of the little milk cat, and suddenly asked without a head and a brain.
"......" Si Jing is still thinking about this question.
Wen Tingwan suddenly spoke, "It shouldn't be, its mother doesn't want it, otherwise how can I bear to leave it in such a cold place..."
Wen Tingwan's eyes fell on the kitten and remained motionless.
Looking extremely fragile, all the courage around her seemed to dissipate.
Si Jing's heart suddenly ached, and he stepped forward and wrapped her in his arms.
He rested his head on the girl's shoulder, his voice low, but with a preciousness that could not be ignored.
It's like a promise.
"It doesn't matter if there was a home before, we'll give it a new home." It's also your new home.
I will grow into an adult, I will give you a home, and I will give you a home after this time.
A home that belongs to us.
Wen Tingwan's eyes moistened instantly, and he leaned on his arms and didn't speak for a long time.
She was afraid that as soon as she opened her mouth, she would choke up in a choked tone.
I'm afraid that this is just my own dream, and when I wake up from the dream, I will only be desolate under my eyes.
But she felt that a long, long time had passed, and nothing had changed in the surroundings.
The powerful heartbeat of the teenager can be heard clearly, and the palm of his hand is a delicate milk cat, and a warm touch comes from his body.
The tip of the nose is full of boyish scent.
The cold winter seems to have really dispersed, and from then on, the galaxy will always be bright, and the world will no longer be gloomy.
"Okay." After a long time, she heard her own choked voice.
No one knows what this day means for it.
Si Jing surrounded her and gave her infinite courage and strength.
Fight against the forces of the world.
The courage to create everything.
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"Si Jing, what do you call it?"
"Ah Wan, let's give it a name."
"Hmm... It's rubbing against my palm again."
"It likes you very much, loves to stick to you."
"Well, let's make it sticky."
"Hmm."
"Do you like the name, goo?"
"Meow..."
"Si Jing, is Sticky responding to me saying I like it?"
"That's right."
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The nights are extraordinarily long, and the cold nights are extraordinarily abrasive, but the kitten will always meet a soft-hearted god.
It will be its parents who will come before death.
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After New Year's Day, time seems to have been put on wings.
It's coming soon as the end of the semester is approaching.
Wen Tingwan has been very busy lately.
It's a waste of time for her to look up when she brushes up questions.
Several times Si Jing wanted to find her, but Wen Tingwan selectively ignored her.
No, this is the third time Wen Tingwan has ignored Si Jing today.
Our 'delicate' Si Jing sat in his seat, staring at the girl sitting in front of him with a wistful expression.
Zhao Zhe teased, "Yo, you also have today?" ”
Si Jing turned his head and glanced at him.
The eyes are straightforward, and the complexion is not good.
"Let's talk less, but it's remarkable to you." Si Jing's little fan brother Zhou Yihang went online.
He immediately turned into a protective demon and began to scare Zhao Zhe.
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Wen Tingwan suddenly came back to his senses after finishing this finale, "Si Jing, what did you just say?" ”
Si Jing seemed to have called her just now.
But she was doing a physics electromagnetism finale at a critical moment.
She vaguely heard what he was saying.
But her thoughts were still on the topic, and she didn't seem to respond to Si Jing.
Now that I've finished correcting my answers, I suddenly remembered this.
Si Jing didn't say anything.
Wen Tingwan chuckled in her heart.
It feels like something is wrong.
She turned around in her seat, and sure enough, Si Jing's face was full of resentment.
Looking at his pitiful appearance, Wen Tingwan suddenly felt a headache.
She kind of wanted to hold her forehead.
Si Jing didn't know when it started, so he couldn't say a word.
As soon as she ignored him, Si Jing and Sticky looked at her pitifully.
By the way, he turned into a staring madman, and just looked at her.
The long, narrow and deep eyes were full of grievances and pitiful looks.
Every time Wen Tingwan disarmed and surrendered, a complete set of Shun Mao operations was carried out, and Si Jing could return to his original state.
She suspected that Si Jing must have learned from Sticky in private.
It's been almost two months since Slimy.
It is well-behaved and clingy, and it is also very likable in Si Jing's house.
On weekends, Wen Tingwan will go to see it.
It curled its tail around her trouser legs, rubbing against her head.
Wen Tingwan squatted down in front of it, and Sticky immediately rubbed up and licked her palm, rolling under her feet.
But in the face of Si Jing, stickiness is a lack of intimacy, and there is more than strangeness.
Si Jing blames all this on same-sex repulsion.
Sticky is a little boy, especially sticky and warm to listen late.
Compared with the treatment of Si Jing, stickiness is a bit of a double standard.
But Si Jing found that the girl was particularly sticky.
The coquettish and intimate appearance made Wen Tingwan like it very much.
"What's wrong?" Wen Tingwan asked helplessly.
"You just ignored me again, and today is the third time." Si Jing's voice lowered, sounding particularly aggrieved.
Wen Tingwan reached out to cover the short black hair of his boss Jing, a soft and dense touch.
She comforted him softly like a sticky voice, and Si Jing was particularly useful.
Watching Si Jing go from an awkward appearance to a docile big dog, Zhao Zhe sneered.
"Tut-tut, look, do you see if he's still Si Jing?" Zhao Zhehuan teased.
Zhou Yihang immediately answered, "Why not, my brother Jing has always been so domineering." ”
........., "I'm afraid you have some filter for Si Jing."
"Besides, my sister-in-law didn't say anything, what are you talking about?" Zhou Yihang said lightly.
", when will my Sister Wen become your sister-in-law, don't think about it?" Zhao Zhe is hot.
Is it interesting to make personal attacks about this again?
"Obviously."
The "............" is a plant.
Zhao Zhe rolled his eyes helplessly, and glanced at the slender figure on the seat next to Wen Tingwan.
Suddenly I felt a headache and brain fever.
It's annoying!
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"Do you want to go to see Goo on the weekend?" Si Jing asked expectantly.
Wen Tingwan has been a lot busier lately, and there are a lot of arrangements for this weekend.
"Ahh
Si Jing whispered, "Sticky misses you, and so do I." ”
"Go."
Wen Tingwan was speechless, and it was another day when his mouth reacted faster than his brain.
"Okay." Si Jing hooked the corners of his lips.
The value of that stupid son of his own family can be used in place.
"Then I'll pick you up on Saturday."
"Sticky." Si Jing added.
Wen Tingwan thought for a while, "It's cold outside, don't come." ”
Si Jing wanted to speak, but Wen Tingwan added: "I'm afraid of freezing and sticky." ”
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Cardiac congestion.