Until much later, Qin Songyao still remembered the scene tonight.
The man was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, sitting on the two steps in front of the old house, leaning back with one hand and teasing the cat in a casual manner.
The cat burrowed under his palm, so he raised his hand and rubbed the cat's head.
That handsome face, for the first time freed from the unattainable alienation, became a little more human.
She couldn't help but ask him: "Don't you want to eat?"
"I'm full."
"Then you still want me to explode?"
He heard the resentment in her words, raised the corners of his mouth, and glanced at her deliberately, "I can't see you being idle."
Qin Songyao: "..."
Who is that?
"Meow--"
A soft meow sounded.
Qin Songyao looked around and saw a little kitten eager to try at the corner of the steps.
"Is it Chen Pi's baby?" she asked Bo Siyan.
Bao Siyan also liked the new and disliked the old, so he ignored the tangerine peel and hooked his hand towards the little milk cat.
The little guy came over quickly, either for food or simply for people.
Bao Siyan picked it up, and it took the opportunity to pull his arm, lay on his head, and licked his face when he turned his head.
Bao Siyan was still disgusted by the saliva on his face. He frowned and turned his face away. However, the little guy pursued him closely and still moved closer to his face.
He clicked his tongue lightly and pushed the cat's head down, but the corners of his mouth were raised.
Qin Songyao was a little stunned.
She heard Chen Pi sighing and probably wanted to pull it up, but her physique and appearance didn't allow it.
Bo Siyan was annoyed enough by the kitten. He put the cat down a little, turned his head, and found Qin Songyao "examining" him.
He looked cold and asked, "What are you looking at?"
When Qin Songyao was caught peeking, he quickly looked away and said with a natural expression: "Looking at the cat, not at you."
He snorted softly.
Quiet each other.
Qin Songyao felt that the atmosphere was good and tried to say something.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable wearing something in your ears every day?"
When Bo Siyan mentioned this, he instinctively became defensive and did not respond to her.
Qin Songyao continued: "I have planned to take good care of the disease. Do you want to come with me?"
He was speechless for a while and turned to look at her.
"Do you think it's a weight loss check-in?"
Qin Songyao was surprised, "Do you still know how to clock in for weight loss?"
Bao Siyan said coolly: "Thanks to you, I challenge you once a year. It has been three years and I haven't succeeded once. Can I not know?"
Qin Songyao remembered.
Although the relationship between them was not good, she was quite supportive of him at that time. If something happened, she would find a way to talk about it while he was home.
She told him every time she checked in to lose weight.
"Who said I didn't succeed?"
"The target every year is under 100, did you hit it?"
Qin Songyao blinked.
What kind of terrible memory does he have? If you don't care, can you remember it even if you go through it in your mind?
She felt a little embarrassed and waved her hand, "Don't mention that."
She said: "Even if it's just a check-in, we will drink medicine together, treat the disease together, and strive to get well."
"I don't need it."
"Why don't you need it? Do you want to wear this for the rest of your life?" She pointed to his ears.
"What does it have to do with you?" he asked angrily.
Good intentions are regarded as the liver and lungs of a donkey.
Qin Songyao also had a bit of a temper. She turned around and said, "Forget it if you don't listen. I need to be cured anyway. I still have a good life, and I can't live with a mental illness for the rest of my life."
She hugged herself tightly and said, "I will clock in from tomorrow and take a selfie of myself every day until I don't vomit."