It was not until the next night that Yunyun slowly got up from the bed.

In fact, he had woken up a long time ago, but his whole body was so sore and weak, and he was so tired that even turning over was difficult.

He Jingyuan, this bad guy, doesn't even know how to spell the word "moderation".

What’s even more infuriating is that he has an incredible amount of energy.

Early in the morning, he heard He Jingyuan tiptoeing around the house and cooking.

Finally, the aroma of food drifted into the bedroom. Yunyun was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore. She gritted her teeth and moved out of bed little by little.

As his feet touched the ground, his calves twitched violently and he stumbled forward uncontrollably. An arm reached out in time and held his waist firmly.

The familiar force pressed against her body, and Yunyun subconsciously shrank.

He looked up along the forearm, passed by the open collar, and finally stopped at He Jingyuan's satisfied face.

The kitten had no expression on its face, and squeezed out three words from between its teeth: "Wang, Bastard, Egg."

If he hadn't cried so miserably and almost fainted, He Jingyuan would probably have tried it in every place in the house before giving up.

He Jingyuan ignored him and said in a very normal tone: "Do you want to eat?"

Isn’t this nonsense!

Since yesterday afternoon, he has only drunk some water and exercised for so long, but he is already starving!

Yunyun angrily shook off He Jingyuan's hand, held on to the wall, and moved towards the living room step by step.

The food on the table was steaming.

Yunyun pulled out the chair and found a cushion thoughtfully placed on it.

He sat down cautiously, holding his bowl and chopsticks, and buried his head in eating, eating quickly and fiercely.

While eating, his eyes kept glancing at the opposite side restlessly.

He Jingyuan's hair was a little messy, there were several scratches on his strong forearms, and there was a small tooth mark on his chin, which you couldn't notice if you didn't look carefully.

This was all Yunyun's masterpiece last night when she was forced into a corner and was furious.

The kitten felt inexplicably relieved, and the rice in the bowl seemed to smell even better.

The meat tastes pretty good.

But this thought lasted less than a few minutes, and the soreness and discomfort in the body resurfaced.

Bah! Bad guy!

Yunyun cursed He Jingyuan several times in her heart.

In the next few days, Yunyun was completely exhausted. Every day she was either lying on the bed or on the sofa.

Holding his cell phone, like a useless cat whose energy had been sucked dry by an evil fish monster, He Jingyuan stayed at home all day and did not go out.

Until the day before He Jingyuan's exam, He Jingyuan went out to review, and Yunyun couldn't stay at home anymore and insisted on going with him.

He Jingyuan's eyes swept across his neck, then he turned around and took out an off-white turtleneck sweater from the closet: "Wear this."

Yunyun took it reluctantly. As soon as she put it on, she felt a strong sense of restraint around her neck, making her dizzy and breathless.

"I don't want to wear it." Kitty immediately grabbed the collar and pulled it down. "It's so uncomfortable. Are you trying to murder me? Otherwise, why don't you wear it yourself?"

He Jingyuan: "...Because I can't breathe when I wear it."

"Then don't wear it." Yunyun immediately took advantage of the situation and took off her turtleneck sweater.

He Jingyuan picked up the scarf again: "Then you have to wrap it around your neck."

The kitten was very firm: "No, strangle the neck."

He Jingyuan couldn't persuade him and could only let him go.

Lin Qian had been reviewing in that empty classroom these days, and was now scratching his head in front of the English test paper.

When the two of them pushed the door open and came in, Lin Qian suddenly looked up, his tone full of resentment: "The busy man finally showed up. He has been disappearing from the world for the past few days."

"It's cold." He Jingyuan said briefly, walked over and put his schoolbag on the chair next to him, "Snuggle up at home."

Lin Qian said "Oh" doubtfully and rubbed his fingers which were frozen and stiff.

The weather is really cold, and it's hard to write.

Turning around and seeing Yunyun, he put on a fawning smile again and greeted her enthusiastically: "Hello, senior."

Then, he got to the point with great purpose: "Senior, do you have any methods for passing English exams that you can teach me?"

Yunyun was startled by the question. Before he could think of how to answer, He Jingyuan next to him had already blocked it for him neatly: "No, I won't give it to you even if I have it."

Lin Qian's face fell: "You are too stingy."

He scratched his messy hair in annoyance, and his eyes suddenly stopped on Yunyun's neck.

"Hiss—Senior, those mosquitoes in your southern region are too outrageous. They bit your neck like this?"

Yunyun froze instantly and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her neck.

Damn, no wonder He Jingyuan insisted on him wearing a turtleneck sweater this morning.

He Jingyuan's short, muffled laugh came from the side.

Lin Qian looked over in the direction of the laughter and noticed He Jingyuan's chin.

"Huh?"

His tone was full of confusion: "How did you break your jaw? Did a cat bite it?"

The smile on He Jingyuan's face froze instantly.

That afternoon, both of them changed into turtleneck sweaters.

…

In a blink of an eye, all of He Jingyuan's exams were over.

Only then did Lin Qian finally realize what was going on, and the dull string in his mind finally clicked.

He was so angry that he almost jumped up and took out his cell phone to bombard He Jingyuan's WeChat with emoticons.

The flight was at six in the morning. As soon as He Jingyuan finished the exam, he returned to his residence and started packing his luggage.

A half-empty suitcase was spread out on the ground, and he folded the clothes one by one and put them in with neat movements.

Yunyun turned back into a kitten, a fluffy ball, squatting quietly beside the suitcase, staring at He Jingyuan's movements.

When He Jingyuan went to get something else, the little orange cat seized the opportunity, jumped lightly into the suitcase, and curled itself up into a round ball.

The tail circles around the body, and the fur instantly covers the box.

He Jingyuan turned around, bent down helplessly, and carried him out: "Be good, don't make trouble."

The little orange cat swung its tail in dissatisfaction, and then fell back into the box like a flash of orange lightning.

Repeat this process.

Hold it out and jump in.

Take it out again and jump in again.

After a few rounds, He Jingyuan had almost packed up his things, and Yunyun was also tired.

The kitten quietly took out its favorite little yellow croaker doll, and while He Jingyuan wasn't paying attention, stuffed it into the sweater at the bottom of the suitcase, and pushed it in with its claws to make sure it was hidden well.

After doing all this, the kitten left as if nothing had happened, with the tips of its ears twitching nervously.

He Jingyuan needs to leave early.

Yunyun the kitten squatted at the door and watched He Jingyuan close the door.

The room suddenly became quiet, so quiet that the only sound was the sound of one's own breathing.

The kitten looked up at the door for a long time without moving, and the whole cat was trapped in the sudden and huge loneliness.

He Jingyuan had only been gone for five minutes when Yunyun already missed him a little.

but……

No one cares now!

The little orange cat's eyes lit up and he immediately forgot about He Jingyuan.

For the next two days and two nights, Yunyun completely let herself go, playing games crazily. When she felt sleepy, she would fall asleep on the bed, and when she woke up, she would continue to play games on her phone.

It didn't last long before a strange feeling quietly grew.

The games were no longer fun, the TV shows were no longer interesting, the room was eerily quiet, and a heavy weight was weighing on my heart.

I am bored.

He Jingyuan's messages appeared on time every day, and WeChat was often filled with pictures sent by him.

Bizarre sculptures, exotic foods...he goes on and on about every detail.

But they were just talking about daily things, and Yunyun didn't know what to say in response.

This person always reports good news but not bad news.

The only time the cat perks up is eight o'clock in the evening.

The only time Yunyun could see He Jingyuan was when the two of them were having a video call.

So the kitten's regular life rhythm was disrupted again.

Eating, daydreaming, and walking around the room aimlessly, just to wait for He Jingyuan's call.

When she couldn't bear it any longer, Yunyun ran to play with her little cat brother at school.

The campus is very deserted during the holidays. The huge place is empty, but the streets outside the campus are getting busier and busier day by day, and the New Year atmosphere is getting stronger and stronger.

The sheriff went back to the country.

Huahua also has a new home.

More importantly, He Jingyuan is not around.

It was a rare sunny day, and several cats huddled on the steps to keep warm.

Before the holiday, we sent away another batch of adopted cats. In addition, TNR did a good job, so there were fewer cats in groups of three or five as before.

Yunyun also sat next to him, with her hands in her pockets, basking in the sun leisurely.

It is late at night where He Jingyuan is and there is no sun.

He took out his cell phone and took a picture of the sun: [Look, the sun.]

After walking a few steps, I saw a strangely shaped stone on the side of the road. I stopped again and took a picture: [Look, a stone.]

He suddenly had the desire to share, so he took pictures of everything he saw and sent them to He Jingyuan.

He Jingyuan is also very busy, and his replies are sometimes fast and sometimes slow, but he replies to every message carefully and also follows Yunyun's way to share.

The days passed one by one in this monotonous repetition and waiting, and finally the beginning of spring arrived.

Yunyun stayed at home obediently, following the human custom of avoiding spring and did not go out.

He sat quietly in the living room, his eyes involuntarily drifting towards the door, his ears perked up, hoping that He Jingyuan would suddenly come back.

Not today.

Yunyun waited until eight o'clock in the evening, and He Jingyuan called her via video.

At this time, Yunyun was already curled up in the quilt and answered the phone almost instantly.

He Jingyuan's face appeared on the screen: "What did you do at home today? Are you happy?"

The kitten stared at the obviously haggard face on the screen and said stiffly, "Unhappy."

Sometimes the two of them chattered about meaningless nonsense, and sometimes they fell into silence, just looking at each other on the screen.

He Jingyuan wanted to pet the cat through the screen, but Yunyun was still a little upset about being left alone at home by him.

Humph, that’s a nice thought.

"There are more and more firecrackers outside." Yunyun put the phone against the window so that He Jingyuan could hear the firecrackers more clearly.

"It's so loud. Someone's been playing it these past few days. It goes off out of the blue. It scares me to death."

The kitten complained earnestly, dwelling on trivial matters: "How are things...over there?"

He Jingyuan rarely said these things to him. Today, seeing through his little awkwardness, he rarely said a few more words.

"The last time He Qingqian went there, they were still living in a villa and were showing off to He Qingqian. This time when I went there, I saw that the villa had been sold, and the three of them were squeezed into a small apartment. It was difficult to turn around."

Yunyun exclaimed in surprise, "Ah!" and frowned, "Money was spent so quickly? Was this some kind of play?"

"No." He Jingyuan shook his head, his eyes a little cold. "The money grandpa left them is not much, but not too little either. If they spend it frugally, they can live a good life. It's a pity..."

Spend money extravagantly and eat up all the savings.

Yunyun had no interest in the fate of this family. She was only concerned with the most practical issues: "Now that it's like this, can I still give you the property in China? Can I get the money back?"

He Jingyuan seemed to have made great progress: "Yes."

Hearing this affirmative tone, Yunyun's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down a little.

It seems he knows what's going on.

"That day, when I first came to their house, I ran into a good show." He Jingyuan seemed to be talking about someone else's affairs. "The debt collectors were blocking the door. I waited until they left before I went over... When they opened the door and saw it was me, they were like seeing the God of Wealth, and they poured out a lot of nice things."

His tone was tinged with mockery: "As soon as I took out the property transfer agreement and spread it out, the smiles on their faces turned uglier than crying."

He Jingyuan paused for a moment: "And my brother, when he saw me, his reaction was quite big."

Yunyun has an impression of this knowledge point.

He Jingyuan has been memorizing during his final review.

A patient who has been sentenced to death usually goes through several stages - denial, anger, negotiation, and depression.

His anger period lasted quite a long time.

A spoiled person with not much time left suddenly sees his healthy brother standing in front of him. The shock is enough to break down any defense.

"He's too domineering," He Jingyuan said. "He doesn't dare say a word to me. He just takes it out on them, throwing things and cursing. The apartment wasn't very nice to begin with, and he's made a complete mess of it."

His tone was calm, almost icy. "I calculated the time. I only showed up for a short while every day. Even that short time was enough to keep them in turmoil for a whole day. The debt collectors would come to open the door on time every day and bombard me with complaints."

Being tortured every day would be enough to make any normal person miserable.

After listening to this, Yunyun was silent for a few seconds and only said "Oh" dryly.

He Jingyuan's brother seemed to have done nothing, but Yunyun still couldn't feel sorry for him because he was seriously ill.

They lived happily in the United States. He Jingyuan lost his grandparents at a young age, and his parents were not around. There was no one to give him living expenses, so he had to sell the property left by his grandfather.

Given the degree of bias, if he had just mentioned it at that time, He Jingyuan would have been taken away to live with his parents.

None of it matters now.

I hope it ends soon so I can truly get rid of them.

But in a foreign country, those people and things are too far away from Yunyun.

Yunyun couldn't quite understand the complicated calculations that He Jingyuan was going to make.

It seems that all I can do is stay in the empty house and wait.

A string of exceptionally loud firecrackers exploded outside the window without warning. Yunyun was so scared that she shuddered all over and almost threw her phone away.

He subconsciously pulled the quilt higher and wrapped himself tighter. The sound of firecrackers was mixed with He Jingyuan's anxious voice of comfort. Yunyun only showed a pair of eyes, staring at He Jingyuan on the screen in shock.

The light from the cell phone screen reflected on his pale face, and the sound of firecrackers gradually stopped.

The kitten held the phone and looked at He Jingyuan for a long time.

He tried hard to change the subject, rambling on and on in a wronged manner.

But as he spoke, his voice became lower.

Yunyun tilted her head slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyes.

After brewing for a while, Yunyun's voice floated out softly with a slight tremor.

"He Jingyuan." Kitty said in a muffled voice, "Chinese New Year is almost here."

After a brief pause, a clearer sentence came out.

"I missed you so much."