"It's me again?" Xiaolan unconsciously said what was in her heart.
Xiaosong tilted his head, showing a confused expression, "Why do you say again?"
"I..." Xiaolan said helplessly, "It's hard to explain."
"Tell me first, what is your relationship with Xiaolan?" the Taoist priest said.
"Me..." Xiaosong raised his toes again, "Xiaolan, Xiaosong should have mentioned me to you, right?"
Xiaolan was confused, "Huh?"
"Didn't I mention it to you?" Xiaosong blinked, his light-colored pupils flickering like a cat, "No way?"
The person Komatsu mentioned to me...
Xiaolan was frantically recalling the few communications between herself and Xiaosong in her mind, but she couldn't remember when Xiaosong told her that there was such a strange person.
"She mentioned it," Heipi suddenly spoke, "She mentioned it to you."
"ha?"
Xiaolan even began to doubt whether the person they described as herself was really "herself".
"Still can't remember?" Xiaosong pouted her lips cutely, "I hate it, you didn't take Xiaosong's words seriously at all?"
"Don't embarrass her," Feixu said gracefully, her snow-white tail swinging slowly behind her, "just tell her."
"You really don't know?" Xiaosong still didn't want to give up.
"I really don't know."
"Then please beg me and I will tell you."
"I……"
"You are that cat."
The Taoist priest's voice suddenly sounded.
The expressions of both Xiaosong and Xiaolan changed at that moment. The mischievous smile on Xiaosong's face disappeared, while Xiaolan became more confused.
"What...meaning?" Qin Yin said hesitantly, his eyes darting around, "Am I the only one who doesn't understand?"
"I don't understand either." Baomu raised his hand.
"Me too..." Wen Ling answered.
Xiaolan didn't understand either, but she didn't speak. She just looked back and forth between Taoist Master and Xiaosong, hoping that one of the two people could understand what he said.
"Hey——" Xiaosong put down his crossed legs, sat up straight and asked, "Who are you?"
Everyone hurriedly looked at the Taoist Priest.
"I am Xiaolan's friend," the Taoist priest said.
Xiaosong crossed his arms in front of his chest, as if he wanted to show off a domineering attitude, "How did you know about Xiaolan?"
"They are friends, I know it's normal..." Hei Pi's tone was full of good-guy love and peace.
"Did you tell him?" Xiaosong immediately turned his attention to Heipi.
"I didn't..."
"It's not Heipi," the Taoist priest raised his chin slightly, "We all know about Xiaolan."
"We" except the Taoist priest all showed guilty expressions, thinking that we didn't know.
Including Xiaolan herself.
"Humph," Xiao Song shook his shoulders and turned away, muttering, "it must have been the tip from Heipi..."
"Since you don't want to say it, let me tell you," the Taoist priest turned to Xiaolan with a cold face, "Do you remember that Xiaosong told you that you have a cat..."
"Ah!...You can't say that!" Xiao Song stood up suddenly, pointed at the Taoist priest and said, "Shut up!"
Unfortunately, Xiaolan had already heard it. Xiaolan quickly picked up the conversation in the sea of messy memories.
"I've seen your cat."
"Don't you remember..."
"It's the cat you raised a long time ago, but it's not here with me. Why is your cat here with me? Cats only stay by their owner's side. They are always looking for you..."
Always looking for my cat.
"It's been looking for me..." Xiaolan murmured, "I remembered that I once had a cat... No, it was Xiaosong who said that I had a cat."
"Hmm~" Xiaosong twisted his shoulders awkwardly, "Have you finally remembered?"
Xiaolan reacted dully.
Xiaosong said that he once had a cat... The Taoist priest said that she was a cat... She said that Xiaosong mentioned her to herself...
Xiaolan took a long breath of air, "You are my cat?!"
The faces of everyone else all had the standard expressions of melon-eating crowds.
"If I don't remember it anymore, I'll get angry." Xiaosong stood there and stamped his feet a few times, "You're so stupid."
"You are a cat..." Xiaolan looked at the living girl in front of her and tried to accept what she said, "You are the cat I raised before..."
"Why are you repeating yourself?" Xiaosong arched his nose in dissatisfaction, "You are so annoying!"
"I...I'm sorry," Xiaolan didn't know why she wanted to apologize, "You really are..."
"It's so annoying!"
Xiaosong cursed sharply, turned her back and walked to the side. She lowered her head and saw the black leather on the bed. She flicked the black leather away as if to vent her anger and sat down on the bed angrily.
Heipi drew a not-so-graceful arc in mid-air and rolled alone to Xiaolan's feet.
He looked aggrieved.
Xiaolan knelt down to pick up the black skin and patted the dust on it.
"You know how to touch it! You are a newbie and hate the old..." Xiaosong, who had his back turned to him, seemed to have seen this scene and shouted, "You don't even come over and touch me!..."
"Ah? I..." Xiaolan looked at her hands and then at Xiaosong's back, "Where should I touch?"
At this moment, Xiaolan is like a straight man whose girlfriend is angry for no reason. Facing his girlfriend's anger, which is about to reach the critical point, he can do nothing but ask stupid questions one after another at a loss.
The sweetness of love has not yet been felt, but the pain of love has been experienced first.
"Just touch your head and it'll be fine..." Heipi reminded in a low voice.
Xiaosong's ears twitched. She heard Heipi's words, but she didn't make a sound. She just sat up a little higher silently, as if she was waiting for something.
"Ah..." Xiaolan said.
She took steps with difficulty, gritted her teeth, and walked towards Xiaosong.
Everyone else had a look of astonishment on their faces.
Xiaolan looked at Xiaosong and stretched out her trembling right hand towards the petite head.
What a strange feeling...
Komatsu waited motionless.
Touched it.
Xiaolan swallowed her saliva, and her hand fell on Xiaosong's plump head. The soft hair instantly covered her palm. Xiaolan felt that her violently beating heart slowly calmed down.
It seems...it feels pretty good.
Xiaosong still didn't move, Xiaolan secretly moved forward a little, lowered his head and looked at Xiaosong's face.
Good guy.
Xiaosong was squinting her eyes and smiling with enjoyment. Unexpectedly, she thought Xiaolan had provided her with a special massage service.
"This scene is so strange." Qin Yin whispered.
"Do you think it's strange?" Luo Jiutian also said, "I got goosebumps when I woke up early."
"Don't talk..." Baomu waved his hand.
However, Xiaosong still heard their voices, and her eyes opened immediately. Before Xiaolan could withdraw her right hand, two lines of tears suddenly rolled out of Xiaosong's eyes.
She cried.
"Xiao...Xiaosong...ah you!"
Xiaosong suddenly turned around, with tears of grievance, and hugged Xiaolan's waist.
"Woooooo..." A vague voice squeezed out of Xiaolan's arms, "You actually forgot about me..."