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Chapter 62 Episode 8 “Cats Who Want to Become Human

Episode 8 “Cats Who Want to Become Human” 6

Xiang Gu repeatedly asked the girl: “Did you read that right? This sentence really means ‘I like you’?”

The girl kept nodding: “This is my mother tongue, how can I admit it?”

“…”

The schoolgirl’s attitude was so determined that it led to a mess in Xiang Gu’s mind.

He didn’t give up, and then he asked, “Which stroke did I write wrong, so that this sentence changed from ‘forever friend’ to ‘I like you’?”

The girl did not speak, but looked at him with a pitying, regretful, and somewhat emotional look.

They all knew that the repeated questioning of guessing was nothing but self-deception.

He stared at the signature version in his hand. Those words seemed to have grown wings and began to move closer and change by himself, and finally formed a girl’s round smiley face.

He remembered stepping into the classroom for the first time five years ago, and Qi Yu handed him the dried fish; he thought of how she brought herself into the world of network distribution; he thought of them secretly chatting during their early homework.

The details that had been ignored by him suddenly became so clear.

She had her lipstick confiscated; her hug downstairs in the bedroom; the day she transferred to school, she laughed and said she would be a friend for life …

The confession, which was five years late, was finally received today.

Xiang Guai was also stuck in a hopeless one-way relationship, so he knew how difficult it was to have a one-way relationship.

A lot of thoughts lingered in my heart, like … it was like a seemingly neat bunch of yarn. It was not until I opened it that I found that it was messed up.

Xiang Guai didn’t know how to deal with the shocking news of “his best female friend actually secretly loves himself”. He wanted to talk to someone, but looked around blankly, but didn’t know who to talk to.

Xiang Gui tried to discuss with Cen Manchuan.

“Well … have you ever encountered this kind of thing?” Xiang Guai asked, “you are very good female friends, and suddenly said they like you?”

However, Cen Manchuan tilted her head and said in amazement: “I don’t know any female friends who don’t think of me … I’ll confess all girls who appear within three meters of me.”

Xiang Guai: “…”

Cen Manchuan asked: “Are you examining my relationship with men and women? Don’t worry, I haven’t contacted them since I broke up with them!”

Xiangchai didn’t know until today that the original Cen Manchuan was chased by girls. Only Xiangchai was in love at first sight and took the initiative to pursue it.

Xiang Gui didn’t feel jealous, just a little curious: “Why did you break up with them?”

“I don’t know.” Cen Manchuan said doubtfully. “Every time they somehow broke up. I asked them if they could continue to be friends after they broke up, but they pulled me black without exception.”

“…”

Hearing this, Xiang Guai still felt bad for those girls.

…

In the evening, Xiang Guai couldn’t help when he returned to the bedroom, and opened Chen Weran’s WeChat.

In high school, the three of them walked closest. Chen Ziran is a “human spirit”. Xiang Gua suddenly realized that at that time, would Chen Ziran know Qi Qi’s mind?

guess: are you there? Ziran.

Guess: I have something to ask you.

Chen Zanran is probably busy in announcing the announcement, and his reply didn’t appear until Xiang Guai was ready to sleep.

Face genius Chen Ziran: This minute is here.

Face genius Chen Ziran: But maybe it’s gone in the next minute.

The face genius Chen Ziran: The female partner who dropped the air is almost mentally retarded, and he brought me a parrot casually, and the lines were better than her!

Face genius Chen Ziran: In this kiss scene, she clearly said that she died in my arms for me to block the knife. Before dying, I cried and kissed her, how cruel! !! How sad are you talking about! !! !!

Face genius Chen Ziran: As a result, the woman ’s first wife laughed, and the first wife laughed, causing me to ng 18 times in a row.

Face genius Chen Ziran: My dear Laozi’s mouth is peeling, is this **** intentional? ?

Before Xiang Gui said, Chen Ziran crackled and said a bunch.

Nowadays, small fresh meat is not good. Chen Ziran was eaten tofu by the actress in vain and could not be vented.

Originally, Xiang Guai came to him to ask about Qi Ji, but when he finally got confused, his identity was reversed, and Xiang Gu became Chen Ziran’s trash can.

After Chen Ziran had vomited enough black mud, he was calmly called away by the director, and Xiang Guai couldn’t ask the question in his heart.

The last solution left is to ask the other party directly …

But he opened the Qiqi WeChat quietly to Guessing, looking at the full-bodied pink fat **** on the girl’s head, hesitated.

Since Qi Ji transferred to South Korea, the frequency of contact between the two has become lower and lower. Xiang Gui was a little sad at the beginning, and didn’t understand why the once close friends went further and further. He can only comfort himself: Qi Qin went to South Korea. She must devote all her energy to her studies and work hard to integrate into the local people’s group. There must be less time for her old friends …

…… Now in retrospect, this is actually Qi Yuan’s intentional alienation.

Their chat history stayed two months ago. At that time, Qi Yan saw the promotion of his graduation drama from the circle of friends, so he left a message and wished him a successful debut.

At that time, he answered:

guess: thank you!

guess: how are you doing?

Guess: When you graduate, are you going back to China to develop or stay there?

But the girl did not reply.

Xiang Gu was so busy rehearsing that he quickly forgot about it.

Now he re-reads these conversations, and tastes something else in his heart.

Qi Yan is too much like him-Qi Yan’s negative attitude is like Xiang Guai who was five years ago.

They are so stubborn to push away the people they care about.

…

Because of this, Xiang Gui lost his sleep.

He only slept for a few hours, and before waking up, he woke up.

He touched the mobile phone under the pillow and saw: at five o’clock, he hadn’t gotten up so early.

The university is not the same as the affiliated high school. There is no hard and fast rule in the school rules that all students must work early at 5:30. Xiang Gui is a young man after all, and he will inevitably get tired of going to college, but he still insists that he go to the dance room for training one hour in advance before the big class.

It’s only five o’clock …

Xiang Guai hesitated for a little while, then quietly got out of bed and hacked out of the bedroom.

Coinciding with the graduation season + cultural class examination week, the dance classroom was empty and there was no one.

Xiang Gu wore a summer exercise suit and helped the railing to make eight eight-beat piles. The summer was hot, and he only sweated with a few moves.

He rolled the cuffs of his white t-shirt over his shoulders, exposing his muscular arms. The long, straight legs stretched out of the shorts, with perfect proportions. When they were tight, no one could look away from those legs.

These five years have left many traces on Xiang Guai’s body. He grew taller, from a slender and weak boy to a tall and thin adult. Every inch of muscle in his body is full of strength, but it doesn’t look cumbersome; his temperament is between the boy and the man, and the fusion is just right.

Xiang Gui looked at himself in the mirror and couldn’t remember what he looked like five years ago.

The classroom was quiet, no deafening music, and no distinctive metronome.

But the note was in his heart.

He took off-his hands extended to the distance and his feet wide open-and he jumped high enough that his body formed a magical stagnation in the air, and fell lightly to the ground after the parabola ended.

His feet were scarred, but he was used to dancing with pain.

He danced silently for half an hour in the silent morning sunlight. He has no partner, so he will be his partner.

Male step, female step. Ballet, Rumba.

Xiang Gu was squandering his strength, hoping to consume all those boundless and crazy thoughts deep inside.

He didn’t stop until he was exhausted.

It was as if he had taken it out of the water, and his clothes were soaked with sweat. But the mess of thoughts in his head still didn’t make sense.

Those thoughts were like weeds, and he thought he was done, but when the environment was right, they grew up again from the depths of the soil.

He was thinking about Qi Qi, and he was thinking about himself five years ago.

Thinking of the confession that could not be exported.

Thinking of dodging for five years.

Xiang Gu picked up his phone and refreshed it mechanically, but he turned the list and found no one to talk to.

… In the end, he ran Weibo on the spot, logged in to his account that had been idle for a long time, and posted his second news this year.

Xiangchai v: If only everything in this world could be as simple as dancing.

This Weibo was accompanied by a photo he had just taken-he sat on the ground, pressed the shutter casually in the mirror of the dance classroom, found no angle, no concave shape, and just recorded life casually.

Xiang Guai ’s Weibo is still registered for work, and there is almost no live powder. It is still less than six in the morning. He knows that no one will watch it.

He thought of this Weibo purely as a self-talk, maybe he would just throw it into the trash when he wakes up.

But what he didn’t expect is that one minute after his Weibo sent out, his WeChat rang.

A name made him unable to face now appeared in the dialog box.

Yiming Qingyun: I saw your Weibo.

Yiming Qingyun: Have you encountered anything?

Yiming Qingyun: If I can’t solve it, I can help you with an idea.

Xiang Guai: “…”

He thought he was dreaming and panicked through his Weibo watchlist.

It turns out that I don’t know when he actually talked with Tan Yiming’s work Weibo!

Xiang Gui knew that pretending to be invisible at this time was the best way.

But his hand seemed to have his own ideas, and opened a circle of friends to talk about.

The latest news was released a few hours ago: Tan Yiming stood with a few cosers, and a huge poster of the New York Game Show hung on the background wall behind him, covering him with sunshine.

Guess: … are you in the United States now?

Yiming Qingyun: Well, the heavy rain company is going to push the latest expansion of “Question” at the game show, calling all the voice actors over to perform.

It’s five thirty in the morning.

Xiang Gu stayed in the dance classroom; Tan Yiming was on the East Coast of the United States.

They had a jet lag of exactly twelve hours.

… everything, as if back five years ago.

Xiang Gui leaned on the mirror. It may be that he sleeps too little and his mind is too dizzy; it may be that he jumps too tired and his body is too tired; it may be that he thinks too much and his psychology is too fragile …

Anyway, anyway-at this moment, Xiang Gua is letting go, back to five years ago.

He became a 17-year-old again, and at that time, he talked to his idols.

guess: do you have time now?

Guess: I encountered a problem and don’t know how to solve it.

guess: can i call you?

Yiming Qingyun: Yes, the event has not started yet.

Yiming Qingyun: Just wait for me to go to a quiet place.

Yiming Qingyun: What is the problem?

guess: emotional.

Yiming Qingyun: …

…

Far away, Tan Yiming greeted the staff and then picked up his mobile phone and walked out of the guest lounge.

“Old talk, why are you going?” George, who was smoking in the smoking area, saw him and asked curiously.

After graduation, George stayed in the United States. After two years of introduction and introduction, he jumped into the rainstorm as a programmer and happened to be responsible for the development of the project “Question”. This game show, he also came along, old friends met, naturally warm.

Tan Yiming raised his mobile phone as a gesture: “I’m looking for a quiet place to call. A child I know wants to ask me a relationship question.”

“Ha ha ha ha.” Now George, who has a wife, two children and three dogs at home, laughed out loud. “You haven’t even talked about love. He also asked you to ask about emotional issues. Is it too cruel?”

“…” Tan Yiming smiled bitterly. “Yeah, he is really cruel.”

The author has something to say: I now guess that there are three feelings in front of me.

Which is love?

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