Cat Charm 2

Cat Charm 2

I admit it, I'm really not human.

When humans insult someone, they might say something like, "You're not human," so the person being insulted must have done something bad. Therefore, if I've done something bad and someone calls me not human, it doesn't really count as an insult to me. You'd better tell me you're not a cat. Of course, I'm not an ordinary cat.

Because I'm so drawn to the decaying smells of the city, the fleeting, dazzling lights of life, the animated men and women, and the inexplicable, infatuated emotions—these are the things I love. As I wander through the city, I sometimes wonder if God created me, such a unique cat, just so I could witness love stories that bloom and wither like flowers.

I. Love Manager

I had a feeling he was coming back. Sure enough, I heard the sound of a key turning in the door. I quickly crawled out of my warm bed and hid far away on the balcony. Although I love his bed and the feeling of being covered in his scent, I'm a sensible cat. I know when I can be pampered and when I should keep my distance, avoiding his many ambiguous women.

My eyes gleamed in the darkness. I could see that the woman he was embracing today was wearing a pink BCBG dress, and then, with a thud, her 1400-yuan INNIU high heels gracefully fell to the ground. The sound of two slightly drunk bodies colliding made me uneasy. I decided to proceed with my routine hunt.

Cats all have their own foraging territory. I've solved my food problem, so my patrol area is from the top floor to the bottom of this building.

The top floor was occupied by a couple who had only been living together for a month. If you were a cat, you'd know how easy an obstacle modern apartment buildings pose for a nimble creature. I easily spied on their balcony. Under the warm light, the gentle woman was heating up food for the man in the kitchen. "Why are you so late? Come out and have some soup after you've finished showering."

"Understood. It's a company business dinner."

The man was about to go in to take a shower when his phone rang. His expression changed, and he pretended to go to find some clothes before entering the bedroom. "Calm down, okay?... How could I not want you?... Who said I love her? She's not as pretty as you!... Okay, okay, go to sleep. What?! You're already at the door? You..." He stormed out, saying to the woman, "I'm going downstairs to buy a pack of cigarettes."

The woman smiled slightly and nodded. I leaped forward, nimbly following the man out the door like a ghost. The man watched helplessly as the woman stood at the elevator entrance. She wore Maybelline glossy lip gloss, which, even in the dim light, radiated an alluring and captivating beauty. The man and woman's bodies were almost intertwined, held tightly in their embrace. "Tell me, why are you with her?" This was a failed question, a question only a foolish loser would ask.

The man sighed and said, "She's my boss's daughter."

The woman felt relieved; it turned out he only liked the woman's money, not her as a person. This was a somewhat comforting answer.

"Are you going to marry her?"

"well……"

"Do you know? I've almost gone crazy since you left me! I love you, I love you, please don't leave me?"

"But..." Before the man could finish speaking, the woman, as if possessed, tried to kiss his face. I saw the man's handsome face filled with fear. He tried to push away the woman who was holding him tightly, but she wouldn't let him. "Then... kiss me one last time, okay? I swear I'll never look for you again." The woman looked at him with a mournful expression.

The man was tempted, but he hesitated when he saw the bright red of the woman's lips.

The woman's voice grew softer and softer, becoming increasingly irresistible, "Kiss me..."

The man finally lifted the woman into his arms, and her arms wrapped around his body like an octopus. They kissed deeply. The man was secretly proud to have such a devoted woman so infatuated with him, and also relieved that the kiss would end things. Therefore, his grip on the woman's arms tightened as before. However, slowly, he felt something was amiss, because he sensed that the woman wanted more than just a kiss.

"You...you...no, no, this...this is my home!"

"I know, but you're the only family living on the top floor, no one will come up. Yi Sheng, do you love me?"

"She's still inside..."

"Then let's go to the stairs, okay? Please, just this once, I won't bother you again."

The woman skillfully aroused the man's desire, and his will slowly crumbled. This was a woman who had once driven him mad; they were intimately familiar with each other's physical desires, unlike women today who adhere to the rules of propriety and have to remember that she is their boss's daughter, constantly restraining themselves.

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [3]: "Okay..."

The man carried the woman to the stairwell, and uncontrollably began frantically undressing her, but the woman was even more frantic. I watched coldly as a mad shadow was projected from the stairwell, dancing wildly like a ghost.

Just as the man was about to succeed, the woman suddenly shoved him away violently and asked with a cold laugh, "Ding Yi, did you see clearly? This is your man."

The man was startled. The stairwell door opened, revealing his fiancée's pale, cold face. "Yi..." I imagine he wanted nothing more than to jump off the roof right then and there.

The woman looked at the man smugly, took out her phone from her handbag on the ground, and saw that it was still on a call, of course, to his home number.

She awaited the coming of a storm. A terrifying silence surrounded them. Two people in a primitive state, a neatly dressed woman, and a large, jet-black cat stared at each other in bewilderment.

"Put on your clothes." The neatly dressed woman finally broke the silence.

The man hurriedly searched for his clothes on the ground and frantically put them on. One button on his shirt wouldn't come up because his hands were trembling. The neatly dressed woman went over and helped him button it. Eve was stunned.

"Go home. The soup is ready. Come out and drink it after you take a shower," the neatly dressed woman said calmly.

The man lowered his head, bent over in shame, and walked out.

Eve picked up her clothes from the ground, but her top had been torn to shreds by the man. The neatly dressed woman looked at her, then suddenly walked over. Eve watched her hands warily, but nothing happened.

The neatly dressed woman pulled her hands over her body, revealing her bare upper body. Snow-white and proud, she faced Eve without a word, covering her shoulders with her clothes. Then she slowly walked away, never looking at her again.

Seeing that the play was over, I left with a satisfied and light heart. I salute those who meticulously cultivate their love affairs! I can say with certainty that Eve will not be the last Eve to seek a man. But that gentle woman will be the man's last woman. The ultimate victor who stays by his side. As long as no one more capable than her appears, her love affair will surely flourish and prosper.

I'm a bit tired. I remembered the couple on the 18th floor. They always forget to put food in the fridge. Okay, I'll stop by their place next. I'll grab something to eat while I'm at it.

II. The Price Appraiser of Love

Humans are the laziest animals. I admit, they're actually much lazier than us. I at least try to climb out the window, but they, since inventing elevators, refuse to climb stairs anymore. Like the people in this building, they've almost forgotten about stairwells; they've become a paradise for rats, cockroaches, ants, and even ghosts. Don't be afraid, though. Most of them are quite kind. I even think ghosts are better than rats and cockroaches—or rather, "them," because those creatures would be unhappy if I used that term. They were once human, after all; how can I call them like rats? I digress.

They were honest, drifting aimlessly in the darkness, oblivious and unaware, their faces all blurred. Like clumps of shadows, they huddled together in the narrow space, whispering furtively, but I couldn't hear what they were saying. Perhaps they were gossiping about this family and that family? If someone came, they would automatically dodge to the side; if they couldn't dodge in time, and that person's energy was particularly strong, they would be smashed in half, shattering into small clumps of light, taking a long time to reform. If that... A person's energy is weak, so ghostly energy can invade their body, causing them to sneeze and catch a cold. But generally, ghosts don't dare block a person's path; these are ordinary ghosts without magic or resentment, just like ordinary people who instinctively avoid officials. However, there are also ghosts with deep resentment. Like the one in apartment 501 on the 5th floor. Although I'm not afraid of her, I don't want to bother her either, but when I'm bored, I'll still sneak over and chat about love. Hey, that guy is… oh dear, I'm getting off-topic again! Look at my cat!

I thought the couple was already asleep and was about to head straight to the kitchen to be my thief. But I was wrong. The whole house was brightly lit and a complete mess. The couple had turned the house upside down like they were possessed, with clothes, shoes, and socks strewn everywhere. They had searched the place thoroughly, leaving no stone unturned.

"Where did you put it? Do you remember?"

"Didn't I put it for you back then? W

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