In my boyfriend’s home, there lives an extremely charming and incredibly clingy cat named Xiaojiu. These days, Xiaojiu has been unwell. His once smooth and shiny fur is now falling out in large clumps, leaving a trail of fluff wherever he goes. Due to his condition, we have been reluctant to let him into the house too often, fearing that the excessive fur might make a mess.
However, every time we open the door, it’s as if there’s a flash of lightning. Xiaojiu is faster than any of us, dashing straight into the room. Once inside, he promptly flops onto the floor, looking up at us with his big, pleading eyes. Those eyes seem to be saying, “Please, please pet me. I’ve been waiting for this moment all day!” It’s impossible to resist his charm, and we always end up giving in to his request, running our hands through his soft, albeit thinning, fur.
We’ve spared no expense when it comes to buying toys for Xiaojiu. There are balls with bells inside that jingle merrily as they roll, colorful feathers attached to sticks for him to pounce on, and even some high – tech gadgets designed to stimulate his feline curiosity. But to our surprise, Xiaojiu turns his nose up at all these fancy toys. Instead, his heart belongs to the most ordinary item – my hair elastic.
Whenever I reach for my hair elastic to tie up my hair, I can feel Xiaojiu’s intense gaze fixed on me. As soon as I put it down, he’s on it like a shot. He’ll bat it around the room with his paws, carry it in his mouth, and before long, the elastic is covered in his drool. It’s as if he’s marked it as his own personal treasure.
Xiaojiu is also a master at demanding attention. If he senses that my focus has shifted away from him, he’ll immediately spring into action. When I’m sitting at my desk, trying to concentrate on some important work on my computer, he won’t hesitate to jump onto the keyboard. He lies down right in the middle of the keys, looking up at me with his head tilted to one side, his eyes wide and innocent. It’s a look that says, “Hey, look at me! I’m much more interesting than whatever you’re doing.” I can’t help but laugh, even though I’m a bit frustrated at the interruption.
My boyfriend’s computer has also fallen victim to Xiaojiu’s attention – seeking antics. More than once, my boyfriend has found Xiaojiu sprawled across his keyboard, causing all sorts of random characters to appear on the screen.
When I lie down on the bed, Xiaojiu knows exactly where to go. He’ll climb up and find the coziest spot, usually right next to me, or sometimes, to my amusement, right on my chest. At this moment, as I’m writing this, he’s sound asleep on my chest. His soft purrs are like a gentle lullaby, and his warm body feels so comforting. But I’m in a bit of a dilemma. I have my C++ exam the day after tomorrow, and I really need to start revising. However, looking at his peaceful face, I just can’t bring myself to disturb him. I guess I’ll have to wait a little while longer until he wakes up on his own. Xiaojiu has truly become an important part of my life, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
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