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Xiao Jinang didn't know that there was a box missing from the things he bought. He was holding the bulging plastic bag, hesitating where to hide it, wandering around the living room like a headless fly, after a lot of thinking, he finally stuffed it into the closet. under.

Sang Feiwan said that when you buy these things, the target should not see them, otherwise the target will feel embarrassed, just hide them in the most convenient place.

When he came out of the shower tomorrow, Xiao Jinang had already wiped out the "evidence" and was sitting on the ground playing with the cat.Ming Zhou tacitly didn't ask anything, but walked to Xiao Jin'ang following the meowing of the cat, and then slowly knelt down and asked, "Do you want to give it a name?"

Xiao Jinang was stunned when he heard the words: "Who?"

Ming Zhou whispered: "Cats. Every adopted cat should have a name."

Xiao Jinang also thought about it, just like the system, the interstellar space station has many small systems, and each small system has a different name.He looked down at the cat in his arms, then at Ming Zhou, pondered for a long time, and suddenly asked tentatively, "Is it okay to call it Da King Kong?"

Ming Zhou was taken aback for a moment, almost suspecting that he had heard wrong: "What?"

Xiao Jinang said in a serious tone, "Great King Kong."

Ming Zhou: "..."

Although Ming Zhou couldn't quite understand why Xiao Jinang gave such a domineering name to a cat, in the end it could only be classified as Xiao Jinang watched "Transformers" too much, so he said euphemistically, "Do you want to change it to a cuter one?"

Xiao Jinang thought for a while: "Diamond?"

Ming Zhou: "It seems a bit strange?"

Xiao Jinang: "Sparkling?"

He likes shiny things.

Ming Zhou: "Is there anything else?"

Xiao Jinang: "Amber? Agate? Emerald? Tourmaline?"

It seems even weirder...

Ming Zhou couldn't help feeling a little funny: "Why do you call so many... jewels by their names?"

Xiao Jinang touched the tip of his nose, thinking that those are the names of other small systems, and said a little embarrassedly: "But I don't know how to choose names."

Mingri: "That should be called Liangjingjing."

This seems to be the only decent one among the messy names, and Ming Zhou is not very good at picking names.

The kitten on the ground heard the word "Liangjingjing", and suddenly meowed twice, not knowing whether it was expressing love or protest.Xiao Jinang assumed that it liked the name, and carefully put the cat in the nest: "Liang Jingjing, will you be called Liang Jingjing from now on?"

The kitten lowered its head and licked its paw, its blind right eye was still a little swollen under the light: "Meow~"

Mingri couldn't see the cat, nor could he see Xiao Jin'ang.He squatted quietly on the ground, with his chin resting on his knees, his eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes, his expression seemed a little lost in thought, and he asked in a low voice after a while: "You won't drop it... right?"

Hearing this question, Xiao Jinang looked at Ming Zhou curiously, then shook his head seriously: "It's my cat now, and I won't throw away my things."

Humans are a very intelligent species, but they are also very good at giving up.From the time they were born, every year, they will discard something in themselves.At first it was ignorant and immature, then it was naive and youthful, and finally it was romantic and carefree.

This road of discarding should have ended here, but human beings still feel cumbersome when moving forward, so they began to try to discard more things, benevolence, conscience, ideals, beliefs...

In the end they have nothing to lose, they will start to abandon their cats, then their families, their lovers, and finally only an old and weak shell is left.Many years later, when they suddenly looked back, they suddenly realized that they, too, would eventually be abandoned.

This world seems unfair, but it is fair in the dark. What you have let down and discarded will eventually be repaid in another way after many years.

Xiao Jinang will not discard anything that belongs to him, including Ming Zhou, including that cat.

When I go to sleep at night, the bedroom is dark.Ming Zhou was only wearing a white shirt, and then swished into Xiao Jin'ang's arms, his body was still wet.

Xiao Jinang only felt that he was hugging a slippery fish. He buried his face in Ming Zhou's neck, speaking with a slight nasal voice, like sticky honey: "Doctor Ming..."

Xiao Jinang was acting like a baby again.

Ming Zhou knew what he wanted to do, so he hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't want to make him suffer too much, so he petted his head: "Come on once?"

However, unexpectedly, Xiao Jinang refused.He raised his head from Ming Zhou's arms, and gently patted his back with his palm, as if to comfort something: "Shh, it will take a few days."

Yuba added: "Otherwise you will be in great pain."

Xiao Jinang looks stupid, but he seems to have remembered everything that should be remembered in his heart.

So Ming Zhou tried hard to think for a long time, whether anyone in his memory had said similar words of concern to him, fearing that he would get hurt, but the answer was no.

Those people will only leave indelible wounds on him, like these eyes that were blinded by needles.

Ming Zhou hugged Xiao Jinang tightly in the dark, and hoped that the other party could also hug him tightly.For a moment, he even greedily wanted to embed himself in this person's flesh and blood, even sharing his breath and blood, and could never be separated again.

【Ding!Please pay attention to the host, the villain's blackness has been reduced to 30%, please continue to work hard~]

The system's notification tone rang quietly in the quiet night, and then fell silent again.But it's a pity that Xiao Jin'ang didn't hear it, he fell asleep with Ming Zhou in his arms, and even the kitten in the living room fell asleep in his new nest.

For a period of time after that, Xiao Jinang has been working diligently. Although the last time he wrote "The Adventures of Little Diamond" was scolded by editor Lin, this still can't stop his writing hobby, and he has been delivering manuscripts persistently.

A month has passed, and his manuscript still has not been approved, but fortunately, he has received his first salary.

Tomorrow, when I got home from work, I heard Xiao Jinang's voice sitting on the sofa with his head bowed and counting the money seriously: "One hundred, two hundred, three hundred..."

He was so engrossed in counting that he didn't realize that tomorrow had entered the door.So Ming Zhou stood at the porch and listened quietly until Xiao Jinang finished counting 500 yuan and was about to count again for an unknown number of times, then he deliberately made some noises.

Ming Zhou fumbled through the door and asked, "What are you doing?"

Seeing Mingri come in, Xiao Jinang's eyes lit up, and he immediately ran forward and said, "Doctor Ming, I'm getting paid!"

salary!salary!The first salary in his life!

It turns out that the interstellar executives used to prostitute him for nothing! !

Ming Zhou felt that Xiao Jinang stuffed a stack of money into his hand, and he knew it was three thousand and five without counting it. He smiled, his brows and eyes became more refined and gentle, and he exclaimed: "It's amazing."

Xiao Jinang looked at him with bright eyes, like a big dog: "I'll give it all to you!"

Hearing the words, Ming Zhou seemed to raise his eyebrows: "Give it all to me? Then what do you do?"

Xiao Jinang is very generous: "It's okay, I can earn more."

Anyway, he doesn't need to eat, and he doesn't need food expenses.

Ming Zhou did not refuse. In front of Xiao Jinang, he stuffed the stack of money into his wallet one by one, then fumbled to draw out a card from the side, and handed it to Xiao Jinang: "Take it."

Xiao Jinang looked at it and found that it was a human bank card: "What's the use of this?"

That was Ming Zhou's supplementary card. He rubbed Xiao Jin'ang's fluffy hair, and told the other party the password in a low voice: "Next time, if you go out to buy something, just swipe this card, so you don't need to bring so much cash."

Like Jiang Weimian, he doesn't approve of Xiao Jinang's behavior of putting all the cash in his pocket every time he goes out, it's too easy to lose.

However, Xiao Jinang didn't ask for this card, and shook his head and returned it: "No, I can make money myself."

He can't eat soft rice, no.

In fact, this is not the first time he has refused tomorrow's money.Ming Zhou was always worried that Xiao Jinang was poor and had no money to buy food outside, so he gave him cash and a bank card, but Xiao Jinang never asked for it.

Ming Zhou held his bank card, thought for a moment, and asked aloud, "How much money do you have in total?"

Xiao Jinang subconsciously said: "Three thousand and five."

Ming Zhou seemed to be confirming something: "Give it all to me? Not a cent left?"

Xiao Jinang looked at him with sparkling eyes, unabashedly liking him: "Yes, I'll give it all to you."

Ming Zhou asked suddenly: "Then how do you eat outside?"

It's impossible to suck the wind and drink the dew, right?

Xiao Jin'ang remained silent, not wanting to reveal that he didn't need to eat, so he turned off the fire when he was asked a word, and stood there with erratic eyes.

Ming Zhou gently stuffed the card into his hand, leaned over and kissed him again, and said in a low voice: "Be obedient, take it."

It is probably due to occupational diseases, Mingtian always speaks with a kind of gentleness that seems to be absent, which makes people feel relieved without knowing it.

Xiao Jin suddenly remembered the original book. In fact, he had already read the ending of the book "Tomorrow", and he also knew that if the trajectory of fate did not change, he would meet a liar tomorrow.

That man cheated Ming Zhou of all his money, and finally his throat was cut by Ming Zhou, and he died in a thunderstorm with his mouth full of coins before he died.

[Mingri is still calm, even gentle: You like money, I'll give it to you, it's okay, after all, I'm blind, and this is the only thing I can give you...]

When Xiao Jinang saw this passage, he should have been afraid, because he didn't like blood, and he didn't like death, but the only thing in his mind was the scene when Ming Zhou jumped from the stormy night.

【In the end, he chose the same ending as his mother, ending his life full of holes by dying. This is the only way he can choose. 】

Xiao Jinang suddenly felt that the bank card in his hand was hot, shook his head vigorously, frowned and said, "I like you, but I don't like your money."

After finishing his sentence, he stuffed the bank card into Ming Zhou's hand, as if he was afraid that the other party would continue to pester him, he turned around and went back to the room like burning his butt: "I'm going to fold the clothes."

Ming Zhou was taken aback for a moment, feeling a little at a loss as to what Xiao Jinang said just now seemed to be a confession, but it didn't seem like a confession.He groped into the room and was about to say something when he suddenly heard the sound of rummaging through boxes——

It didn't sound like folding laundry at all.

Ming Zhou asked in confusion, "What are you doing?"

During this period of time, Ming and Zhou were "healing their injuries", and the two had never been very close.Xiao Jin'ang opened the closet just now, originally wanted to take a look at the condoms he bought last time, and wanted to pick out a box to use at night, but he counted and counted, and suddenly he was shocked to find that there was a box of pink ones missing.

Could it be that the waiter gave less?

But he put those things in the shopping bag box by box with his own hands.

Did it fall off the road?

But the shopping bag has no holes.

Xiao Jinang rummaged through the entire closet, but he couldn't find the pink box with bumps, so he couldn't help but feel a little dazed.He sat cross-legged on the floor, heard Ming Zhou's voice, subconsciously raised his head and asked, "Have you ever opened the closet? A bag of things I put here is missing a box."

Ming Zhou was taken aback when he heard the words, and understood what Xiao Jinang was asking almost instantly.After all, Xiao Jin'ang is not very good at housekeeping. Folding clothes and cleaning are all done tomorrow. The other party hides a bag of condoms in a drawer, so there is no way to hide it from him.

Tomorrow, I heard Xiao Jinang say that one box was missing, and inexplicably remembered the box that I threw into the trash can last time. I was a little bit shocked, and I was surprised by Xiao Jinang's memory: "You..."

Ming Zhou paused and said, "I haven't opened the closet, maybe you remember it wrong?"

Xiao Jinang continued to rummage, like a hamster pawing at his granary: "It may have fallen somewhere else, I will look for it again."

The storage function of the system is far stronger than that of the human brain, not to mention that Xiao Jinang personally picked out those condoms one by one, so he will never remember them wrong.

Ming Zhou didn't expect Xiao Jin'ang to be so persistent, so he said in embarrassment, "Did you miss it yourself? Is it expensive? If it's not expensive, forget it..."

However, Xiao Jinang was determined to find the box of condoms. He thought very simply, since he didn't lose it, and he didn't take it back tomorrow, it must still be in the room.

So in the next half an hour, Xiao Jinang searched all the corners of the room, Mingri was restless.He listened to the ping, bang, bang, bang, and finally couldn't help but say: "Don't look for it..."

Xiao Jinang raised his head subconsciously: "What's wrong?"

"I..." Ming Zhou used a lame excuse, "I was tidying up the closet that day, and I accidentally lost a box."

After he finished speaking, he fell silent, waiting for Xiao Jinang's reaction, but the other party didn't make a sound for a long time, and Ming Zhou couldn't help feeling a little nervous: "Are you...are you angry?"

"..."

Xiao Jinang didn't speak.He was actually not angry, but a little unhappy, and went back to the wardrobe without saying a word.

It doesn't matter, he has other things.