When Ximu woke up, the bright sun was scorching the window lattice, imprinting the hollow patterns on the gauze curtain on the ground with contrasting light and shadow.
The window was half open, but the room was still very stuffy.
From Ximu's perspective, you can see drops of sweat on Tao Le's forehead, soaking through his messy hair and dyeing his cold cheeks red.
Simu vaguely remembered that someone seemed to have taken a bath for him last night. Her movements were gentle and the temperature of the water was comfortable. Then he fell into a deep sleep, unguarded and unreserved.
He had never had this kind of sleep for many years, not to mention after entering the black hole, or even before.
Not to mention, he has always slept alone since he was born. No one could ever share a bed with him, including his mother, wet nurse or maid, otherwise he would be restless and unable to sleep.
But last night, this woman from Blue Star spent the whole night in the same bed with him, and he didn't even resist at all.
Perhaps this is because he is well versed in the principle of following emergency situations, and in order to absorb source energy, both his body and will quickly made emergency choices? Yes, that must be the case.
Simu checked himself. The absorption of source energy is progressing well and automatic operation has been restored. He noticed that even though he fell asleep, Tao Le still put a hand on him and did not let go.
He tentatively moved his body away from her hands, never having any contact with her again.
Without any surprise, his source energy absorption speed dropped instantly, making it even more unbearable than the stuffy room.
All right. Simu accepted his fate. He sat directly on Tao Le's right arm, feeling the energy surging again and the overwhelming hunger.
How strange that he never knew that he had such strong expectations for food?
Tao Le opened her sleepy eyes, and a very ugly face came into her eyes, which made her wake up instantly.
She subconsciously wanted to get up, but found that her right arm no longer seemed to be hers, numb and weak.
"Please, please move away, my arm is numb from the pressure." She clearly remembered the identity of Uncle Ugly Cat and begged softly.
Ximu reluctantly moved away and put a cat's paw on her body - as long as there was contact, it would not affect his great cause of restoring energy.
Tao Le sat up, feeling the soreness and pain in his right arm as blood flow resumed. Then she saw the silent clock hanging on the wall.
Twenty past eleven. She actually slept until noon.
Today is Saturday, but she promised her parents that she would go back to visit them.
Tao Le's parents live in Taiping County, which is under the jurisdiction of Yun City. It is more than 30 kilometers away from the main city. She has always taken the train there.
But now that she has this ugly cat by her side, it won't be that easy to get over it. Whether it is long-distance buses or trains, it is not convenient to bring pets.
So now there is only one way left, which is to book a taxi and negotiate the price.
When Tao Le was thinking, the blood in his arms was already flowing smoothly. She got up and got out of bed, but the cat's claws caught her pajamas again.
She turned around and saw the determined expression on the cat's face. I have to say that such a positive expression on an ugly face is really eye-catching.
But Tao Le's aesthetics had undergone a huge change at this moment, and he didn't feel there was any problem at all.
"You want me to hug you?" Tao Le asked seriously.
Simu nodded without hesitation.
"But I have to cook now, and it's inconvenient to hold you in my arms. Or maybe you're not hungry at all?" Tao Le was persuasive.
Simu licked his lips, recalling last night's delicious food.
Well, if it was for food on earth, he could give in a little.
Of course, Simu now doesn't know that there are huge differences in the interpretation of food among different humans on Blue Star.
Time is too tight. Tao Le then made her best and only Yangchun noodles.
At the same time, her mind was constantly thinking about the cause of His Highness the Prince's illness.
Yes, as a rational doctor, he will consciously look for pathological reasons for any unreasonable behavior.
Tao Le had already used the golden finger on Ximu, but the result was the same as in the previous life. He could only tell the other person's condition from the color. As for the cause of the disease and other data, they all showed "out of the query range."
Simu's interface is red, indicating that his injury is indeed serious... Maybe he also injured his head when he entered Blue Star?
His body was so badly injured, he had no strength and could not transform, and it was normal for his brain to be damaged.
Tao Le has basically diagnosed Simu as suffering from traumatic stress disorder.
Only in this way can we reasonably explain why His Royal Highness, the first prince who is said to be of noble birth and superior strength, who has not only seen but actually owned the stars and the sea, pesters himself like this, even in his sleep, he repeatedly asks It crawled back and forth in her arms, and no matter how hard she pushed it away, he couldn't.
If it's not a disease, what else could it be? It couldn't possibly be because he fell in love with me at first sight? If such a joke had been told in a previous life, she would probably have died ten times more heroicly.
I just hope that this old cat can really recover automatically in two or three months as the Mio people said, including of course his malfunctioning skull. For some reason, Tao Le felt a little worried in his heart.
After waiting for thirty minutes, Simu was finally carried to the dining table.
"Yuncheng's special shrimp roe Yangchun noodles." Tao Le introduced it proactively. For cats with shell disease, more communication is needed to facilitate each other's recovery.
"The normal method is to fry the pan with refined lard, add two or three peppercorns, pour water to boil, cook the noodles and drain them, then sprinkle with chopped green onions, top with soup and shrimp roe soy sauce, and it becomes a dish. Delicious bowl of noodles!”
Tao Le explained in a serious manner, while picking up the noodles with chopsticks and feeding them to the ugly cat in her arms.
While listening, Ximu observed the two bowls of dark food in front of him.
No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't connect them with the delicacies Tao Le just described. Moreover, judging purely from the taste, this thing does not seem to be appetizing.
Perhaps, this is a delicacy that is masked by its appearance? So this Blue Star woman will seriously introduce the method to this temple? That makes sense.
He opened his mouth, and as soon as he tasted it, his facial features became distorted.
Not that this dish is that dark. In other words, it was a little greasy, a little salty, and a little soft, but it was far different from last night's food, and it failed to live up to his expectations.
Ximu only took two bites, then closed his mouth and never opened it again. Tao Le's family knew about his family affairs, so when they saw that he didn't want to eat, they didn't persuade him much.
She silently ate all her bowl of noodles, not even any soup left, thinking to herself: The taste is obviously okay? Even if there is too much lard, the noodles are cooked too big, the soy sauce is too much, and the chives are not chopped, is it still edible?
This old man with a sick cat is really hard to serve!
