Chapter 256 Becomes the Male Protagonist's Cat (69)

The days went on like this, until the ice and snow melted and the warm sun appeared, the progress bar on Jiang Yiran's head that had been standing still slowly rose until the sound of the system sounded in his mind, and Shen Mubai, who was nestled in the opponent's arms, He froze for a moment, then woke up suddenly from his drowsy sleep.

"The progress of the mission has reached 100%, please prepare the host to enter the next world."

The sunlight outside the window shone warmly on the grass outside, lingering on the cat and the boy through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was just the right temperature.

The profile of the person who fell asleep on the tatami was as beautiful as jade, no longer the usual indifferent expression, with a gentleness that pierced the heart, as quiet as a picture scroll.

Shen Mubai just stared at the other party for a while, until the system's voice sounded again, he came back to his senses, and said, "Wait for me."

The yellow and white cat poked out from the boy's arms, touched the boy's chin lightly with his mouth, and let out a low cry, "Meow~" Goodbye Shit Shovel Officer.

As if aware of it, the sleeping teenager slightly opened his eyes, hugged the restless cat back into his arms, pressed her forehead to her intimately, and said in a slightly hoarse and cold voice, "Don't move."

Shen Mubai cooperated with him obediently, staring at him with green eyes without blinking.

The cat's soft and comfortable fur gave the teenager a sense of security, and he closed his eyes again.

The boy and the cat in the house, the sun is just right outside.

The sun outside was showing faint signs of setting, and the drowsiness in his mind dissipated. Jiang Yiran slowly opened his eyes, and the cat in his arms seemed to be still sleeping peacefully.

There was a slight curvature on the edge of his lips, and he was about to reach out and rub the other's furry head habitually, when his gaze landed on a certain place, he couldn't help but pause, and his pupils, as deep as a pool, shrank violently.

The atmosphere in the living room was very quiet, with the movement of the young man froze in mid-air, there was a tinge of suffocation.

The dim light fell on the opponent's body, and no one could clearly see the expression hidden in the shadows.

In the end, the boy just quietly hugged the cold cat in his arms, tightening it tighter and tighter.

He didn't say a word, not a word, the whole time.

Just gently alienate the cat's messy hair, and whisper softly, "Stupid cat..."

The tone was full of pampering and connivance, but there was a hint of inexplicable meaning.

Jiang Yiran returned to his original appearance again, and the girl who had gained a lot of courage after the school celebration ended shrank back into her shell cowardly, not daring to confess or handing over a love letter.

Ice-cold, with an unfathomable sense of distance, maybe this is the real Jiang Yiran.

The inadvertent tenderness in the past is just a mirror image, or a flash in the pan.

There is an extra potted flower in the bedroom, Jiang Yiran takes good care of it every day, and spends most of his time on it, his eyes are gentle and affectionate, which shows his care and love for this potted flower.

But the pure white flower in the flowerpot withered day by day, and there was an indescribable smell in the room.

Because there was a dead cat buried underneath.

Jiang Yiran didn't seem to care at all, he was standing by the window, staring at the flowerpot, focused and gentle.

It wasn't until the sun in the sky was dyed with a layer of yellow light that Jiang Yiran, who was hiding in the shadows, slowly raised his head. His originally deep eyes were as thick as ink, and the smile on his lips was creepingly gentle, "This world Or not?"

An imperceptible sigh sounded, faintly revealing madness and paranoia, "I will always follow you."