The days passed like this, until the ice and snow melted and the warm sun appeared, the progress bar on Jiang Yiran's head, which had been stationary, slowly rose, until the voice of the system sounded in his head, and Shen Mubai, who was nesting in the other party's arms, was stunned, and then suddenly woke up from his dazed sleep.

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

The sunlight outside the window shines warmly on the grass outside, and through the floor-to-ceiling windows, it falls on the cats and teenagers, which is just the right temperature.

The side face of the person who fell asleep on the tatami mat was as beautiful as jade, and the usual cold expression was no longer restored, with a gentleness that penetrated people's hearts, and it was as quiet as a picture scroll.

Shen Mubai stared at the other party like this for a while, until the sound of the system sounded again, then he came back to his senses and said, "Wait for me." ”

The yellow and white cat poked out of the boy's arms, gently touched the other party's chin with its mouth, and barked lowly, "Meow~" goodbye shovel officer.

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

Shen Mubai obediently cooperated with him, and his turquoise eyes stared at him for a moment.

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

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

The sun outside had faintly shown signs of setting, and the drowsiness in his brain dissipated, Jiang Yiran slowly opened his eyes, and the cat in his arms seemed to be still sleeping quietly.

The shallow arc of his lips was revealed, and he was about to reach out and rub the other party's furry head habitually, when his gaze fell somewhere, he couldn't help but pause, and his deep pupils contracted violently.

The atmosphere in the living room was very quiet, and as the teenager froze in mid-air, it was stained with a hint of suffocation.

The dim light fell on each other's bodies, and no one could see the expressions hidden in the shadows.

In the end, the boy just quietly held the cat, whose body had become a little cold, in his arms, and tightened it tighter and tighter.

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

Just gently alienated the cat's messy hair, and then whispered softly, "Stupid cat..."

The tone was full of pampering and connivance, but with a hint of indescribability.

Jiang Yiran returned to her original appearance, and the girl who had gained a lot of courage after the school celebration retracted back into her shell again, not daring to confess or hand over love letters.

Cold, with an unattainable sense of distance, or this is the real Jiang Yiran.

The gentleness that was inadvertently revealed in the past was just a water moon mirror flower, or a flash in the pan.

There is an extra potted flower in the bedroom, Jiang Yiran takes care of it every day, and most of the time is left to it, his eyes are gentle and delicate, which shows his intentions and love for this potted flower.

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

Because the corpse of a cat was buried underneath.

Jiang Yiran didn't seem to care at all, he stood by the window, his eyes staring at the flower pot, focused and gentle.

It wasn't until the sun on the horizon was dyed with a layer of dim light that Jiang Yiran, who was hidden in the shadows, slowly raised his head, his originally deep eyes were as thick as ink, and the smile on his lips was creepy and gentle, "Is there still no such thing in this world?" ”

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