This is the second time Jiang Sheng has entered the young man's room.

The light was slightly dim, probably due to the overcast clouds outside. In the room where the lights were not turned on, the only strong light source left was the computer.

"Boom."

Another bolt of lightning fell, illuminating the city in the evening for a moment.

Only then did the young man realize that he had been writing the manuscript for a whole day without even realizing it, but he hadn't even finished updating one chapter.

Most of his time was wasted in the process of repeated review and self-doubt.

Raising his hand to touch his empty belly, the young man looked again and saw that he was squatting on the ground, watching his black cat quietly.

After a long time, a relieved smile appeared on his tired face.

"What do you want to eat tonight?"

He asked the black cat, seemingly helpless, but also dumbfounded.

He decided to make some food and relax. After all, he was indeed very tired at the moment.

Maybe he should also thank Black Cat, because if it hadn't been for the other person's existence, he might not have stood up from the computer desk until he finished his work.

Not to mention making dinner and relaxing.

Jiang Sheng obviously couldn't answer the young man's question, but he was used to the young man's strange way of talking to cats.

In a situation like this, just ignore him.

"Meow."

With a lazy cry, Jiang Sheng walked slowly into the bathroom on the side of the room.

The young man didn't know what it was going to do, so he followed it curiously and took a look.

After that, he saw a black cat using the toilet skillfully with a look of astonishment on his face.

Even at the end, the opponent pressed the pumping button with his paw.

"Crash..."

As the sound of water flow gradually faded away, the black cat glanced sideways at the young man, as if he was despising him for having the habit of watching "others" go to the toilet.

He Wen opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Until Jiang Sheng used the tissue and returned to the window to lie down.

He Wen swallowed his saliva and asked stammeringly.

"I said, have you received any professional training?"

He Wen assured that in his life, he had never seen a wild cat that could use toilets and paper towels.

This made him start to doubt Jiang Sheng's origins.

However, looking at Jiang Sheng lying on the window sill "sleeping soundly", he ultimately did not delve into the matter.

Just thinking:

Why don't you go around and ask if anyone has lost a cat in the next few days?

Until then, I'll just take care of it for a while.

…

The cool breeze in the summer evening is always refreshing.

Although I don’t know how the black cat climbed to the sixth floor.

But when he thought of it looking relaxed and carefree outside the window, He Wen wasn't worried that it would fall out of the window.

I have to admit that people are really good at adapting to external things.

So, the young man simply left the window door ajar and did not close it again.

He tried to disperse the dull air in the room and allowed some raindrops to be blown in by the evening breeze, dripping on the windowsill and hitting the floor.

Under the black cat's imperceptible gaze, He Wen stretched himself into his small kitchen and started cooking dinner on an induction cooker.

What didn't match his slovenly appearance was that he was exceptionally neat at work.

The long and narrow kitchen knife, the single ingredient, the messy dishes and chopsticks were all ready in his hands.

After a while, it gradually became a pretty decent fried rice meal.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Sheng, who was half-squinting, also shook his beard in surprise. He realized that he seemed to have discovered another appearance of the young man.

It turns out that in addition to being weak and tired, young people can also do something contentedly like this.

The other party even noticed that cats cannot eat salt, so they specially prepared a ham and egg fried rice without seasoning for Jiang Sheng.

"Here."

He smiled and placed a small bowl of fried rice in front of Jiang Sheng. He Wen's brows relaxed in an unusual way.

"There's nothing left to eat at home, so just make do with it first."

"Meow."

Smelling the aroma of eggs mixed with ham, Jiang Sheng buried his head in the rice bowl without hesitation. Although the taste of the fried rice was not amazing, it was by no means unpalatable.

Seeing the black cat's "engagement" in eating, He Wen also smiled and picked up his portion of fried rice and ate it leisurely.

At this time, it was already night outside.

The sound of wind and rain still echoed without stopping, and the incandescent lamp in the room was turned on, causing the light to be dimmed in the rain.

On the window facing the night, a scene of a man and a cat eating with their heads down is reflected.

Everything seems to have stopped turbulent at this moment, and there is no noise except the wind and rain.

All existence seems to be tolerant at the moment and does not exclude any changes.

They are both peaceful and deep, experiencing and witnessing the ups and downs of all things.

It feels like you are in the deep sea, with countless whales swimming by on both sides, and the water ripples wherever you look.

You can't stop this, and you don't want to stop it. You just want the wave to take you away, no matter where it pushes you in the end.

This is a wonderful kind of peace that comes from people's obedience to the environment.

In a trance.

He Wen realized that he might no longer be anxious, so he raised his head and looked at the floodlit computer screen.

I remembered it silently.

There was a time when he seemed to be so obedient when it came to his own fantasies and creations.

No reflection, no debate, no consideration.

There is no need to pursue how moving the writing can be, and there is no need to gain recognition from others.

He simply wants to write down his most intuitive feelings and experiences. He believes that articles are created by nature and can be found by chance. He also believes that I am lucky if I get them, and I am lucky if I lose them.

He was very happy at that time and looked forward to every sentence and word he wrote.

At that time, he was like a long-term reader, paying attention to the novels waiting for him all the time.

Every development of the story made him novel.

Every fill in his imagination made him happy.

yes.

Chewing the dry and warm food in his mouth, He Wen sat cross-legged on the ground and let out a long breath.

The restless heartbeat in my chest seemed to have become more stable.

Why was the me in the past so happy?

"Meow?"

I noticed that the resentment in the young man's body seemed to be relieved for a moment.

Jiang Sheng tilted his head and shook his tail in confusion.

In exchange, He Wen's palms rubbed him unceremoniously.

"Well, it doesn't look like you have a place to go now. It's not impossible for you to stay at my house temporarily, but we have to make an agreement."

"First of all, all hygiene problems must be solved in the bathroom. Secondly, you can't come to my bed or damage the furniture at home. Finally, if there are insects or mice in my house, they will be dealt with by you.

.How about it, can you agree to these conditions?"

"Meow?"

It was really hard for Jiang Sheng to imagine why this person would negotiate terms with Cat.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, the other party released his hand on its head.

"Okay, then I'll take it as your promise and let's eat."

"Meow……"

Jiang Sheng shouted helplessly.

The small room, which was still messy, finally had some breath of life.

pity.
Chapter completed!