Why bother with dating when you already have a cat?

In Ai Qing's observation, although Xiaoyu has gradually integrated into human life, she still retains the primal instincts of a cat in terms of emotions and beliefs.

It's really a bit difficult for a cat to understand such complex emotions as family, country, humanity, fate, and sacrifice.

But now it seems that Ai Qing misunderstood.

"I...I don't know why...I just couldn't help it..." Xiaoyu choked up twice, finally managing to slowly emerge from that emotion.

"Are you that moved? I thought you wouldn't understand."

"I'm very touched, but I also don't quite understand." Xiaoyu pursed her lips, and after finally calming down, she couldn't help but ask, "Why did they do that?"

"If they don't do this, everyone will die."

"But if we do that, won't all those who set fires and looted in the final days survive?" Little Fish wrinkled her nose. "It feels so unfair."

“There’s no such thing as true fairness.” Ai Qing patted her head. “They believe in the future of humanity, not in certain dirty people. Of course, all of this is fiction, so don’t take it too seriously.”

"It's so good!" Little Fish's appetite was whetted, and she couldn't help but ask, "Since it's called The Wandering Earth 2, is there a sequel?"

"Well, if you're interested, I'll show you on the computer when we get back. The Wandering Earth 1 isn't in theaters right now, you can only watch it at home."

"Mmm! I want to watch!" Little Fish excitedly raised her hands, then added, "Brother, watch with me!"

"Okay, let's watch together." Ai Qing smiled, then stood up from her seat. "Shall we go then?"

"Okay, let's go home!" Xiaoyu stood up happily and followed Ai Qing towards the exit. "Can I go to the restroom first?"

"Yeah, I want to go too, let's go together."

When the two of them got up, there was no one else in the movie theater.

Under the watchful eye of the cleaning lady, the two walked out of the movie theater and into the corridor outside, where they found the entrance to the restroom.

Ai Qing waved to her and walked into the men's restroom.

When Xiaoyu entered the women's restroom, she found that all the stalls were full, so she had to wait a while.

A short while later, a cubicle finally opened its door, and Yao Qiang walked out, only to bump into Xiao Yu.

"Oh, it's you?" Yao Qiang stepped aside, taking the opportunity to carefully examine Xiao Yu's figure and face, before smiling and saying, "What a coincidence."

"Hmm... Hello, sister!" Little Fish quickly greeted her.

I wonder how Ai Qing would react if she heard me call her "sister".

Xiaoyu went into the cubicle and saw that Yao Qiang had already gone to wash her hands, so she closed the cubicle door.

After washing her hands, Yao Qiang walked out of the bathroom and ran into her son, who had just finished using the toilet.

"what?"

"what?"

Ai Qing froze on the spot, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. She glanced at the entrance of the women's restroom, and after confirming that Xiao Yu hadn't come out, she breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Mom, what are you doing here?"

"I came to the movies with my girlfriends. What are you doing here?" Yao Qiang looked at Ai Qing with a smile. She didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that they still ran into each other.

"Um... I'm here to see a movie with a friend." Ai Qing smiled awkwardly.

To Ai Qing's surprise, Yao Qiang didn't even ask another question.

He had immediately thought of many excuses and how to deal with his mother's questioning.

As a result, Yao Qiang only asked this one question before nodding to indicate that she understood, without even asking which friend it was, or whether it was male or female.

"Have fun with your friends, my girlfriends and I are off now," Yao Qiang said. "Go to bed early tonight, don't stay up too late."

"Ahem... I understand."

After watching her mother leave with her friends, Ai Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, Xiaoyu came out of the toilet. Aiqing saw that her expression was normal, so she didn't think much of it.

Even if Yao Qiang saw Xiao Yu in the toilet, she would probably just glance at him a couple of times and wouldn't think much of it.

Thinking of this, Ai Qing felt a little relieved and walked out of the movie theater with Xiao Yu.

But Xiaoyu tugged at Ai Qing's sleeve and whispered, "Brother, I just saw your mother. Maybe we should walk slower? It wouldn't be good if we were discovered."

Chapter 115 Little Fish's Diary

Ai Qing was initially quite relieved, and felt everything was fine after seeing her mother off.

Upon hearing what Xiaoyu said, he was immediately startled and quickly asked, "She doesn't know you came with me, does she?"

"She probably doesn't know." Xiaoyu thought for a moment and felt that with her intelligence, she shouldn't have given anything away just now. She had disguised herself very well.

Yao Qiang didn't show any other unusual behavior, so Xiaoyu felt that it was safe for the time being.

Hearing her say that, Ai Qing breathed a sigh of relief again, thinking that her mother definitely didn't know.

After all, it was only a minute or two after Xiaoyu went into the toilet that she finished using it and came out from across the street, where she bumped into her mother at the bathroom door.

There was never a situation where all three people were present at the same time.

My mom probably doesn't know.

“Then let’s take our time,” Ai Qing said after thinking for a moment. “I’ll also show you around the mall.”

The little fish will have about an hour to transform.

Having allowed twenty minutes for the subway ride home, Ai Qing took her for a stroll around Yintai City.

She didn't buy anything special, and when she finally walked out of Yintai City, Xiaoyu only had a small bag in her hand.

Inside was a small pinkish-purple notebook that she had chosen herself, intending to use it to learn from Ai Qing and to write in her diary every day.

Although it's just a small notebook, it still needs to go through security checks.

Following Ai Qing's instructions and the knowledge she had learned from online videos, Xiao Yu naturally placed the small bag in her hand on the security guard's watchful eye.

After passing through the security gate, he picked up the small bag that had been inspected from the conveyor belt behind him, breathed a slight sigh of relief, and then looked at Ai Qing.

Ai Qing patted her head to encourage her, and Xiao Yu's face lit up with a happy smile.

I took the subway smoothly and made my way home.

Xiaoyu took the lead, opened the door by scanning her fingerprint, took off her white shoes, put on pink slippers, opened the bag in her hand, and took out the diary inside.

"Brother, brother, can I start writing in my diary now?"

"Just write it. You can write a diary whenever you want. There are no standards or strict requirements."

Ai Qing went inside, changed her shoes, and then put Xiao Yu's white shoes in the shoe cabinet to hide them.

The two returned to the bedroom, and Ai Qing took out her diary and spread it out on the table.

Xiaoyu sat down next to Aiqing, eagerly opened her own diary, and then curiously glanced at Aiqing's diary.

Ai Qing noticed the girl's gaze, immediately covered the contents of the diary with her hand, and glared at her: "I told you, didn't I? You can't let others see your diary, and you can't just read other people's diaries. It's very impolite."

"Oh... Little Fish knows she was wrong." Little Fish reluctantly looked away, but she was actually a little itchy inside, really wanting to know what Ai Qing had written in her diary.

Will you write about small fish?

Surely it will happen, right?

The little fish thought to herself as she looked down at her pristine white diary, waiting for her to scribble on it as she pleased.

"Brother, how should I write it?"

"I'll teach you the simplest format," Ai Qing said, turning to the latest page of her diary and then saying to Xiao Yu, "Look at what I wrote."

[May 16th, Saturday, Sunny]

"When writing in my diary every day, I remember to write down today's date. The day of the week and the weather can be left as they are. The main thing is to let my future self know exactly when the things recorded in the diary happened."

"I see." Xiaoyu nodded in understanding and, following Ai Qing's example, wrote down today's date in her diary.

"My suggestion is to leave a space below the date and start writing the specific diary entries, so that the date can be seen very clearly."

Ai Qing continued, "Then, after you finish writing your diary entry each day, you can leave two lines between the date of the next day's entry and the previous one. This layout will prevent the diary from looking too crowded."

Little Fish nodded repeatedly as she wrote it down, then picked up a pen and began to trace lines in the air in her diary, unsure of where to begin.

"Brother, what should I write?"

“Write whatever you want, it doesn’t matter,” Ai Qing said. “For example, the most memorable thing today, something interesting, or something you want to complain about, you can write anything.”

As she said this, Ai Qing picked up a pen and began writing in her diary.

For Ai Qing, keeping a diary is a way to vent her emotions.

It's very painful to keep many things bottled up inside, but when you write them down in your diary, it's like having a friend who can quietly listen to your venting.

Of course, you can confide in your good friends about this.

But not everything in this world can be told to others.

There are always some thoughts that can only be shared with oneself.

Therefore, Ai Qing really enjoys writing in her diary.

Enjoy the feeling of self-recording, self-expression, and self-comfort through words.

He had a habit of writing a diary since he was a child.

However, after entering junior and senior high school, he gradually neglected his studies due to the busy academic workload.

It wasn't until I went to university and had more free time that I slowly picked up the habit of writing a diary again.

When I first started writing a diary, it was quite difficult because I could write about anything, and sometimes I just didn't know what to write.

Once you get used to writing in your diary, as soon as you sit down, open the diary, and pick up a pen, the words will flow out naturally.

While Xiaoyu was still chewing on the pen, pondering how to write, Ai Qing had already finished writing hundreds of words in a flash.

"The most memorable things... there are so many."

The little fish looked troubled, but finally picked up a pen and tried to write.

……

April 16, Saturday, sunny.