The porcelain white bathtub was steaming, Huahua straightened up while keeping her eyes wide open, and stroked the water with her cat's paw to test the water temperature.

It hadn't recovered from the magic that had just happened in the living room.

Why can the master turn from a stupid human into a cute mushroom, and make the mushroom change color?

Amazing.

"Meow meow meow meow meow!" I want to be pink too!

Just after Huahua finished meowing, the fluffy little yellow duck toy instantly hit its loving cat's buttocks, making a chirping sound.

The cat looked back vigilantly, and saw owner No. 1 with a puzzled expression and a hint of a smile, and owner No. 2 who dawdled at the door and dared not come in.

It saw another little yellow duck that was not hidden behind the second owner.

Huahua snorted, and looked away slyly.

It wasn't until Pei Qingyuan skillfully put the cat into the bathtub, and Huahua, who was enjoying the service of one master, stretched out her paws to the other master, that Ji Tong, who could no longer escape, walked in slowly.

...just take a shower.

So one person and one cat looked suspiciously at the boy who was sitting in the corner with a small stool.

"Aren't you coming?" Pei Qingyuan asked him.

Although Ji Tong has turned back into a human form, he still looks like a mushroom huddled in a corner for no reason.

Ji Tong whispered: "It is enough for one person to wash it, and I will watch from the side."

Anyway, Huahua is not a real cat, so there is nothing to pay attention to, just let him have fun in the water.

Pei Qingyuan didn't mind, but Huahua was very dissatisfied, and patted the water with her paw.

"Meow meow meow meow!" Come and wash together!

This is a sense of ritual that I haven't seen for many days. Stupid humans really don't cooperate.

Pei Qingyuan repeated the words honestly: "Huahua wants you to come over."

Ji Tong gritted his teeth, and reluctantly moved over with the stool.

Huahua was finally satisfied. Sitting in the bathtub, she touched owner No. 1 with one paw and asked him to make bubbles for herself, and touched owner No. 2 with the other paw to let him massage her fur. The tail fiddles with the toy yellow duck floating on the water.

Pei Qingyuan cooperated to make white foam out of the shower gel, and started to wash from Huahua's protruding cat's paw, seeing that it squinted its eyes comfortably.

Then it became a drowned cat.

In order to avoid physical contact with the host, Ji Tong simply took a handful of water and washed Huahua's face first. The fluffy hair on the cat's face immediately became wet into clumps, which looked very funny.

Ji Tong plucked the hair on its head, and laughed, "Ugly Huahua."

Huahua immediately hit back with splashing water with her free paws, one person and one cat started arguing, Pei Qingyuan, whose palms were full of foam, stopped and watched silently.

"I remember you used to like to bathe Huahua very much."

It was to the extent that Huahua had to forcibly hug it into the bathtub regardless of Huahua's resistance.

Why does Ji Tong seem a little resistant today?

And she hasn't looked at him since she walked into the bathroom.

Not too distant memories came to mind, and then related to Ji Tong's appearance of turning into a mushroom to escape reality, Pei Qingyuan suddenly understood something.

Ji Tong once seriously invited him to take a bath together.

"Are you shy?"

Ji Tong instantly stopped the feint of fighting the cat to divert attention, and vehemently denied: "I didn't!"

That is there.

Pei Qingyuan responded, the smile in his eyes couldn't be stopped no matter what.

Ji Tong went to get the shower with a stern face, but he didn't have the courage to turn his head to look at him: "...Don't laugh."

"Yeah." Pei Qingyuan rarely lied, "I didn't laugh."

Ji Tong turned on the faucet pretending to be calm, and a thin column of water dripped from the shower, ready to give the culprit cat a good wash.

He could already hear the host's rising tone!

Taking advantage of the conversation between the two masters, Huahua saw the opportunity and attacked with both paws.

In the hot steaming bathroom, the shower head turned around, and the warm water that was out of track was sprayed towards the owner outside the bathtub, instantly wetting the thin fabric of the shirt.

Ji Tong, who was full of wild thoughts in his head, was unprepared. The stool he was sitting on was very small, and Pei Qingyuan reached out to grab him very quickly to prevent him from falling.

In the midst of chaos, Huahua, who succeeded, swam leisurely to the other side of the bathtub with the little yellow duck on her back.

The cats and cats made great contributions.

The moist and soft touch of the foam landed on his arms, and he leaned forward with inertia, Ji Tong unexpectedly bumped into the warm embrace of the people around him. In the dim bathroom light, transparent bubbles floated up one by one, with rainbows shining on the surface like light.

The snow-white foam was like the waves raised by the clouds, the body temperature control he had set in advance had completely failed, and the sound of his heartbeat came like a tide.

Intertwined with another heartbeat, falling into the same frequency across the chest.

Pei Qingyuan, whose clothes were mostly wet, didn't move. He stared down at the boy in his arms. Time passed very quickly and very slowly, until he hurriedly withdrew and went to catch the troublesome cat with a blushing face, breaking the silence .

"Flower!!"

In the shy and angry voice of the second owner, Huahua calmly rubbed her face with her paws, and then rubbed the croaking little yellow duckling, with an innocent face.

It's just getting revenge for smashing its ass.

Alas, humans are so stingy.

Cats want to be pink too.

That night, Huahua's second owner entered the room early and did not have any conversations with the other two members of the family.

No matter how the brand-new Huahua rolled around on his bed, the owner buried under the quilt didn't respond.

The scene in the bathroom is still lingering in Ji Tong's mind.

Running water, foam, lights, heat, and the abdominal muscles under the host's translucent clothes.

abs.

When he used to pretend to be Xiaomei, he often admired the host's abdominal muscles openly...

In this familiar environment, memories that have not yet faded pile up one after another.

Ji Tong hid in the quilt and covered his head with a pillow, trying to double seal, wishing he could lose his memory in place.

The quilt on the bed bulged into a big motionless bag, as if it was covered with a pink mushroom.

Pei Qingyuan carefully picked up the noisy Huahua, trying not to disturb this mushroom that didn't want to see people.

"Good night."

The lights in the room went out, and he gently helped Ji Tong close the door.

This is the umpteenth time that Pei Qingyuan has said good night to the little robot that often imitates humans to sleep.

But it was the most violent heartbeat.

During the long night, only the white cat slept peacefully in the den after taking a bath.

On the slightly trembling cat's whiskers, the bright moonlight outside the window is moored.

And the damp and misty dreams in the house.

The next morning, when Pei Qingyuan woke up, he saw a note on the bedside table.

[Good morning, a new day has arrived! ]

He looked at the deliberately bold and free handwriting on the note, and laughed dumbfounded.

Pei Qingyuan opened the door, and saw that Ji Tong, who was rarely awake so early, was cutting the nails of Huahua with a numb face, and the room was full of bright sunlight.

Seeing him coming out, Ji Tong greeted him nonchalantly: "The weather is fine today."

So the purpose of handing the note was to imply that he pretended that nothing happened yesterday, after all, it was a new day.

Pei Qingyuan nodded: "What do you want for breakfast?"

It doesn't matter.

Anyway, in the evening, I want to watch a love movie that I bought tickets for a few days in advance.

This is followed by a full week of home alone vacation.

And birthdays shared at the end of the holidays.

Maybe every day will be a brand new pink.

Ji Tong didn't know what the host was thinking as he walked towards the kitchen, but when he peeked at his expression, he found that the host was very cooperative, so he was quietly relieved.

Eat, daze, chat, tease cats.

He had a seemingly normal day, and it was getting dark.

Ji Tong tried hard to pretend to be calm all day, and finally couldn't hold back when choosing clothes before going out.

This is his first time going to the movies with someone.

Or, it’s almost like watching a movie on a date.

He tossed in front of the closet for a long time, until it was almost too late, and then hurriedly walked out of the room.

I was wearing the first set of clothes I tried on.

Pei Qingyuan, who was waiting patiently, took the car keys and stood up: "It's very beautiful."

Ji Tong used an emphatic tone: "I just took one."

"Um."

Pei Qingyuan glanced at the messy wardrobe in his room, and curled the corners of his lips calmly.

He has already learned how to deceive Ji Tong about whether to laugh or not.

Just keep your voice calm.

Because there is a high probability that his system will not dare to look at him at this time.

In the crowded movie theater, the fair-skinned teenager was holding a huge bucket of popcorn, and his companions were holding drinks and movie tickets, and walked into the movie hall together with the crowd.

There was constant chatter and laughter all around, and there were couples, or people who might become couples, everywhere.

After taking his seat, Ji Tong seemed to be looking intently at the big screen in front of him.

…Why are these pre-roll advertisements and movie viewing instructions so boring that he can't concentrate.

I can't help but imagine the look and mood of the people around me at the moment.

And Pei Qingyuan was also distracted.

He thought of the photo he treasured last year on his birthday, and the note that was just placed next to the photo today, and also thought of the birthday present he planned to give in the future.

The aroma of popcorn permeated the spreading thoughts.

He looked back and saw Ji Tong was like a robot, holding the popcorn in the bucket at a constant speed, one bite at a time.

The scorched popcorn was quickly eaten up a mountaintop.

The lights in the theater dimmed on time, and the movie started to play, reflecting the eyes of the people around me as bright as stars.

So he couldn't help but took a piece of popcorn from Ji Tong's arms.

On the shining screen, there is a slightly sad love story. The hero and heroine drift away on the road of chasing their dreams, and then suddenly reunite in the regret that has lasted for several years.

Ji Tong thought while watching, it turns out that people can really multitask.

While watching the movie, he not only remembered the couples whispering in the front row, but also secretly looked at the host many times while getting a drink.

The host who was indifferent and distant in the eyes of others fell into his eyes at this moment, but the lines were soft and warm.

The host should be watching a movie seriously, with his hand resting casually on the armrest of the seat, hanging down slightly, very close to him.

Ji Tong stared blankly for a few seconds, then looked back at the screen.

The relationship between the originally sweet protagonists gradually became cold, accusing each other of changes, from innocent bravery to mature cowardice, and they are already on the verge of breaking up.

After a while, Ji Tong's eyes drifted away from the screen again.

He didn't dare to turn his head too far, so he could only pretend to look down at the popcorn, and the familiar yet unfamiliar slender fingers in his peripheral vision were faintly illuminated by the light from the screen.

Those hands used many nights to create the unique robot Xiaomei, and they also held his palm silently.

Like the first time he was so close and intimate with people, the first time in the lives of those who were obviously also hosts.

Ji Tong picked up a popcorn and raised his head in a daze.

A thought was gradually buzzing in his mind.

Pei Qingyuan felt the gaze secretly watching him. He held back for a long time, and finally when the heroine on the screen was crying because of parting, he turned his gaze to the people around him.

Many viewers shed tears in empathetic regret, and soft sobs sounded from time to time.

So he just wanted to know if Ji Tong, who would cry because of a romantic comedy, would cry this time.

Pei Qingyuan prepared tissues in advance.

If Ji Tong asks him why he looks at himself, he can have a reasonable excuse.

He was very thoughtful.

Prevent timid system shyness.

The heroine on the big screen walked into a dark room, the house was half empty, and the light shrouded in the entire theater dimmed accordingly.

In the dim light, Pei Qingyuan saw Ji Tong staring directly at the screen in front of him, his eyes were still shining without tears.

Lost footsteps echoed in the empty room, one by one, in the soothing soundtrack, like stepping on the heart of a person.

Pei Qingyuan stared blankly at the broken hair on the young man's forehead which was dyed transparent by the light.

In the silent darkness, the always cold body temperature climbed to his fingertips for the first time.