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The winter without heating is very difficult. Even if the air conditioner in the bedroom is still delivering hot air, Yan Xiunian is still playing with his mobile phone wrapped in a quilt.

It was so cold that Yan Xiunian brushed his cell phone for a while and fell asleep against the head of his bed.

What woke up again was that Yan Xiunian heard a shrill call of a cat, accompanied by a faint beat on the window.

Yan Xiunian was awakened by the sound. He rubbed his eyes and dropped his mobile phone on the bedside table. He yawned and walked to the window.

As soon as he opened the curtain, Yan Xiunian saw that junior nine, with a plaque on his neck, was lying on the window, lifting his front paw and slapping it.

Maybe he saw someone. On the ninth day of junior high school, he stopped beating the window and looked at Yan Xiunian.

To his surprise, Yan Xiunian opened the window and held junior nine from the balcony. Then he locked the window and closed the curtain.

"Come to me again!" Yan Xiunian sat on the bed covered with a quilt. He put the ninth day of junior high school on the quilt and put his fingertips against his eyebrows. "Will you change back in the daytime tomorrow?"

The ninth day of junior high school didn't understand Yan Xiunian's words. He lay down on the quilt and licked his palm. Then he tilted his head and turned his big eyes to look at Yan Xiunian.

"Meow ~"

Yan Xiunian rubbed Chujiu's head, took it off his leg and put it on the other side of the quilt.

On the ninth day of junior high school, when he tried to get close to Yan Xiunian, he simply lay down in the quilt and only supported his upper body close to junior nine.

"You can't talk and you can't understand me." With a sigh, Yan Xiu put his hand over the small head of junior nine and rubbed it twice. "I think you will become Cheng Hui again in the daytime tomorrow, and then you will be naked again..."

On the ninth day of junior high school, he didn't know what Yan Xiunian was talking about. He would only rub his head against his palm.

Yan Xiunian didn't feel bored. He said to junior nine: "to tell you the truth, I'm very happy to come to me as soon as you become a cat. But as soon as you change into a person, you will become a boring little hairdresser. I have to doubt that my counter offensive branch line mission in the world can be successful. Cheng Hui's character is just a proper experience. Ah? In this way, can I finally succeed in counterattack in this world? Hey, hey! I rub my hands in anticipation

Yan Xiunian thought about it and took his hand back. On the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, he tilted his head and turned his big round eyes to see him.

"Don't look at me." At the end of the ninth day of the opera, Yan Xiunian suddenly stopped.

He laid the ninth day of junior high on the quilt, turned over and got out of bed to find a small video camera and put it on the table facing the bed.

"Tomorrow morning is the time to witness the miracle." Yan Xiunian squatted in front of the camera, waved and said, "Hello, Cheng Hui friend. If you wake up in the morning and find you are naked again in my house, please have a look now. My family only needs me and my ninth day of junior high school, and then I will put the camera here. Then, you can adjust the progress bar at will to see whether you become a cat or I knocked you out

After doing this, Yan Xiunian ran back to the bedroom to wash his hands, set the camera to dark automatic night vision mode, and lifted the quilt to get in.

The ninth day of junior high school was almost overturned by Yan Xiunian and rolled back to lie on the quilt with an aggrieved "um".

Yan Xiunian waved in the direction of the camera, closed his eyes and said, "good night, ninth day. Good night, Cheng Hui