Gui Huan gently stroked the cat's head and speculated about Liao Yong's inner activities.

If he was born as a "human," then he would not have been so thoroughly cattified, and it is very likely that Liao Yong was not a "human" from the beginning.

Gui Huan lowered her head, and the black cat was licking her hand, gently gnawing her fingers with her teeth.

Gui Huan: ......

I didn't think it before, but now that I think about it, it was Liao Yong himself who was biting her, Gui Huan shrank his hand, and felt that his fingertips were a little itchy.

The black cat's mouth was empty, and she stood up and licked her chin, its paws pressed against her chest.

Gui Huan quietly removed its paws, licked the cat's tongue all the way up, feeling the heat of the lower lip, Gui Huan blinked, tilted his head back, and avoided his tongue.

The black cat tilted its head and jumped onto her head in one leap, burying its whole cat face in her hair and gnawing on it in small increments.

It doesn't move very hard, much like dry shampooing in a shampoo shop.

Tianxi hit haha and said, "This cat is lively." ”

Gui Huan suddenly remembered the way Liao Yong had spit out half of his tongue and his eyes were staring at the top of her head when he cut Liao Yong's hair before.

Gui Huan: ...... Could it be that he wanted to lick his hair at that time?

She had always felt that Liao Yong had no sense of distance when she got along with her, but when she thought about it carefully, it was common for a cat to lick each other's fur with her close kind, and Liao Yong did not hold her head and bite her, so it seemed that the restraint was already very good.

If he's a cat, what's the deal with the big cat with wings?

Recalling that Liao Yong discussed with her in the North Pole whether "protected animals" could be eaten, Gui Huan pursed his lips.

Perhaps, he can still get bigger?

After staying for more than 20 minutes, Gui Huan decided to go home, and Meow Meow held her as usual and refused to let her go.

Gui Huan thought to herself: I didn't take it home for the night when you were a cat, and now that I know that I am a healthy junior high school boy, I can't bring it back.

The cat is a well-known toilet partner, and she didn't want to just squat down and see Liao Yong staring at the door with two eyeballs......

It is not easy for monsters to integrate into human society, and they should not want to be exposed, so Gui Huan should not know how to get along with Liao Yong before, and it is the same now.

Autumn flies by, the weather gradually cools, and the sky is covered with snowflakes.

Because Gui Huan picks up plastic bottles every morning, he is familiar with the lady who collects waste products after coming and going.

The eldest mother's surname is Zhao, her wife left early, and her son has already married and lives outside.

Aunt Zhao lives in the compound near the school, usually recycles waste products, and lives a poor life, but she is not poor. The house in the compound was purchased by her wife before her death, and her son will come to see her after a while for this property, showing filial piety.

Since mid-November, Gui Huan has been thinking about how to prevent what happened in December.

There are no absolutes, and the previous life happened in December, and this life is likely to be brought forward or delayed because of the butterfly effect.

On this day, she helped Aunt Zhao sort out the recycled water bottles, and in a flash of inspiration, she thought of an idea.

She says every day that everyone has a responsibility to take care of the environment, so why not use this as an excuse to carry out a campaign to clean up the streets?

As soon as she thought of it, she went home and wrote a plan, and the next day she went to the community office.

The content of the activity is to clean up the garbage around Tianfu Road and prepare for the election of a national civilized city.

The time to clean up the garbage is set every day after school, so that people in the community can participate voluntarily.

Liao Yong listened to her talking to the people in the community, he didn't know what others thought, he felt that Gui Huan was addicted to picking up rags, so he fooled everyone to accompany her to pick up rags.

At night, Gui Huan drew a timeline on the papyrus, and the time of the prisoner's crime was on the night after she got out of school and it was already dark.

If there are people picking up garbage in every street, everyone can notice the slightest disturbance.

In the streets surrounding the crime scene, she calculated that she would be the bait herself.

She knew that there was danger and let others put themselves at risk, she thought she couldn't do it.

The cadres of the community think that her proposal is very good, and their community has done a good job in all aspects of its work this year, and maybe they will be able to select the outstanding community.

People in this era still attach great importance to these honorary titles.

At the end of November, the clean-up of the No. 2 community street on Tianfu Road began in full swing.

There were not many people in the community who signed up, so Liao Yong called Wang Sanbi and Guangzai. This kind of good thing, Liao Yong will definitely not forget them.

Seeing that the number of people was still not enough, Gui Huan thought about whether to go to the class to publicize it, so he listened to Liao Yong and said, "How many are missing?" ”

Gui Huan: "Can you bring it?" ”

Liao Yong: "Is it enough to pull five or six?" ”

Gui Huan thought that Liao Yong would bring his uncle over, but who knew that the few people Liao Yong brought over were still "old acquaintances" she had seen.

Longhair and his little brothers.

A few thugs who were in the alley near the school and threw stones at them.

The newly appointed Nan Ge did not reign for a long time, and after his "abdication," the long-haired people did not dare to come out to hang out, and rode a small three-wheeler every day to sell second-hand CDs and tapes in the night market.

Liao Yong couldn't sleep at night, and when he went out to visit the night market, he met these "old people." After recognizing him, Changmao rode his car and ran, and after riding twenty meters, he heard a voice comparable to that of the king of Hades coming from behind: "Turn right in front and you will arrive at my house." ”

Hairy:...... When did he jump up!

Even the skinny Liao Yong couldn't beat him, but now that Liao Yong has long legs and long hands, the long-haired people are even more afraid to make comparisons, for fear that Liao Yong will let them squat in a row and play a game of throwing stones.

Gui Huan: "...... Let me tell you about our event. ”

Liao Yong glanced at a few people, and said lightly: "No, they usually recycle rags and sell them, and they are all familiar with them." ”

Longhair dares to be angry and dare not speak: we sell second-hand goods! Not rags!

The long-haired people came with a tricycle, and Wang Sanbi came up to look at it, and his eyes lit up and said, "How do you sell this?" ”

Good guys, the normal video tapes are all restricted!

Long Mao was afraid of Liao Yong, but he was not afraid of Wang Sanbi, and said, "Are you an adult?" ”

Wang Sanbi: "You dare to sell this thing, do you care if I'm an adult?" Give me one, and I'm not going to give you money. ”

Liao Yong was not interested in what they were selling, so he turned to Gui Huan and said, "I'll pick a street with you." ”

Gui Huan just wanted to say no, but after a while, he thought about it and said, "You can be across the street from me, pick it up quickly." ”

She trusts Liao more than others.

Besides, cats are nocturnal creatures, and their eyesight is especially good at night, so if something really happens, he can find out where she is the first to go.

The street clean-up campaign was carried out for a week, and Gui Huan found nothing but a few sacks of garbage.

The streets at night are very quiet, and she picks up trash while keeping an eye on her surroundings, except for the occasional passerby.

Could it be that there were too many people for him to dare to come out?

In any case, after a few days of cleaning up, the street of Tianfu Road has been completely renewed, and even the weeds on the roadside have been cleaned up.

In December, the community decided to put an end to the event.

In order to thank Gui Huan for her actions, the community also awarded her a certificate of merit, and the head teacher, Mr. Zhang, heard about it and praised her in the class.

Looking at the award certificate in his hand, Gui Huan sighed.

There was no other way, she had to try her luck every night.

One night in mid-December, Gui Huan went home and put down his schoolbag, wrapped the kitchen knife in a towel, put it in a cloth bag, and hung a small horn on the waistband of his trousers, covering it with a large black coat.

The horn recorded the tone in advance in case it was needed.

Bringing cloth bags and plastic bags, Gui Huan went out of the house.

Since the disbandment of the garbage cleaning team, she would go to the vicinity of the crime every night for half an hour, and once ran into Liao Yong.

Liao Yong asked her curiously, "Can't you sleep at night?" ”

Gui Huan: "......"

When Gui Huan tightened his collar, looked at the rest of his life of more than 25 years, and cheered himself up in his heart: It's okay, I still have more than 20 years to live, and I won't go offline easily.

Cloaked in the night, Gui walked happily towards the intersection.

On the sixth floor, Liao Yong squatted on the edge of the windowsill, his pupils elongated in the night, and he jumped on the unit next door with a tap of his toes.

In the past few days, Gui Huan has been running outside every day, and every time he has been going back and forth in a fixed range, like a ghost hitting a wall.

Since Gui Huan didn't call him, he didn't want him to follow, so Liao Yong observed her movements on the top of the high-rise building every day, and the more he looked, the more he felt that Gui Huan's walking posture was different from that of others, and even if there were a lot of people below, he could recognize her at a glance.

Liao Yong licked his lips and wrinkled the bridge of his nose slightly.

Recently, Gui Huan has been busy picking up trash every day, and he has no time to come to see the "cat", and the interval is too long, and he wants to lick her a little.

Chapter 49

On the empty street, Gui Huan meticulously removed the weeds on the side of the street.

The clean-up campaign was carried out too thoroughly, and the clean streets gave Gui Huan no room at all, so he could only pick up two handfuls of grass and dig out two more air......

In the eyes of Liao Yong, who was looking down from above, it was Gui Huan who was performing empty-handed rice insertion on the street alone.

Liao Yong shook his ears, raised his foot and wanted to jump down from the other side and have a "coincidence" with Gui Huan. He stood up, went around to the other side, and was about to jump down when he saw a figure standing in the corner.

Liao Yong saw him just now, and thought he was waiting for someone, but twenty minutes had passed, and the man still hadn't left.

Liao Yong looked carefully, and saw that most of the man's body was hiding in the corner, revealing only one eye, secretly looking at Gui Huan, who was bending down to dig out the air.

From the man's point of view, he could only see Gui Huan bending down to pick up things, and there were no street lights in this area, so he couldn't see it very really.

Liao Yong retracted his step, his bright eyes flickering in the dark night, and he watched the man's movements, his fingers grasping weakly.

The clouds drifted overhead, obscuring the light of the moon, and the alley, which was not very bright, became even darker.

The man looked down at his watch, looked left and right for a long time, and after making sure that no one had passed, he tightened his black coat, stretched his right leg back, and walked forward as if his legs were inconvenient.

Gui Huan took out the air and came to an end, straightened his waist, and thought: It's better to really pick up garbage, at least there is work in your hands, and time can pass faster, but now it's a simple right-hand grip training, and your arms are a little sore.

After shaking his right arm twice, Gui Huan held his neck with his left hand and twisted it from side to side.

Hearing the voice behind her, Gui Huan's relaxed nerves tightened, she maintained the posture of pressing her shoulder with her left hand, and lifted the cloth bag and plastic bag quietly with her right hand, as if she wanted to change places to continue picking.

Turning around, Gui Huan saw a figure gradually approaching her.