At 3 a.m., the landmines in front of the station

"Waaaaah... If I'd known you were this nice... I wouldn't have told my sister I'd bring you cookies to the next rehearsal and made you get diarrhea... Waaaaah..."

"?"

An Qing frowned.

He pointed his little finger at the camera with a polite gesture that said, "I'll make you fly," and then abruptly ended the video call.

"Hmph. Abnormal sisters. It's a mystery how you two can get together and not fight."

She muttered to herself for a moment, then quickly walked back to her apartment.

To be honest, the reason I'm siding with Yuan Xiao is because Miya is currently at home acting wildly.

This innate hostility naturally makes house cats more inclined to cooperate with birds.

Even assuming, hypothetically, that Miya really did become the guitarist in the band,

Then my niche would be "the weakest in the team," which is worse than letting Yuan Xiao share the burden with me.

An Qing had her own considerations, so she wasn't just saying it casually.

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……

At this moment, Miya is at Su Che's house, standing in front of his humidity control cabinet, admiring his treasured collection of magical artifacts.

At the same time, I constantly express my gratitude to "inspiration"—

All my wishes came true today... I enjoyed a date alone, I was allowed into his house, and I'll be eating his cooking soon... I'm so happy...

The child couldn't help but think of something dangerous—

Assuming "inspiration" could make all these things happen, then wouldn't...

My own wishful thinking about "one shot, one kill"...

Will it come true?!

This isn't right... it's not like that...

I'm still young... I can't think about these things...

I need to talk to Him later to see if I can withdraw my wish and treat that statement as invalid...

The naive kitten thought that the wishes made to the gods could be taken back.

However, some gods have peculiar divine natures and even a particular fondness for amusement.

The child's condition is clearly dire, with little chance of survival.

"Miya, what are you muttering about? Don't you dare try to seduce my Qin!"

Su Che glanced back at her and saw her staring blankly at the glass window of the humidity control cabinet, so he couldn't help but remind her.

"I didn't! I'm a very sensible person!"

Miya blushed slightly and argued, "I would never seduce someone else's piano! It's a matter of principle, my teacher taught me that!"

"Really? Is your teacher also the type who loves the piano dearly?"

"Of course! Apart from wanting to pass the instrument on to his son, he always takes great care of his equipment!"

They also regularly provide them with comprehensive pampering, the kind of full-service maintenance, and occasionally invite professional luthiers to the shop for equipment maintenance... In short, they are very meticulous.

"I see."

Su Che seemed to be deep in thought.

Indeed, a fine zither should be passed down to future generations.

This way, we can avoid the situation where future generations buy a firewood stick as their first instrument and then waste a lot of time and energy going down the wrong path.

The difference in learning efficiency between a 500 yuan instrument and a 25000 yuan "god-tier" instrument is like night and day; I experienced this firsthand when I was a child.

With a good violin, even a beginner can be captivated by the beautiful resonance of the violin and strings, even just playing a simple do.

Using a bad instrument, such as a violin in an extreme case, can produce a sound almost indistinguishable from a chainsaw when you're just starting out.

This will dampen the enthusiasm of beginners to practice, since they already know that what they play doesn't sound good.

"Su Che, when you have children in the future, will you also leave the zither to your descendants?"

Miya suddenly asked this question.

It interrupted his thoughts.

"what?"

He thought about it and felt that the question was quite distant.

"First, I need a wife."

He said, "Secondly, she has to be willing to have my children."

"Secondly, the child must be willing to play the piano and have the talent for it."

"Before I have a wife, I need a partner I can marry and someone I can live with. You understand? It's complicated."

Su Che analyzed seriously.

"Really? It's not complicated."

Miya disagreed.

"If you want to find a marriage partner, isn't that something you can do anytime? The only problem is that some girls don't want to have children, but that's okay, I'm willing to..."

"..."

At this point,

The sound of the key being inserted into the lock was heard.

Su Che felt a lot of pressure, but thought to himself that it was good that An Qing had returned at just the right time.

Otherwise, if Miya were to say something strange, he wouldn't be able to handle the situation.

In any case, he didn't want to hurt the kitten.

You absolutely must not reveal that "I just want you to play the piano with me," otherwise she will most likely go home and cry in secret.

"You've bought the groceries! What are you all talking about?"

As soon as An Qing entered the house, she placed two large bags of ingredients on the kitchen counter and put them into the refrigerator one by one. She worked hard without complaint and was as gentle and lovely as a child.

Su Che found it more and more pleasing to the eye and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

The house cat smiled and said, "It's not hard work. It's just what a maid in the house should do."

[Ding ding dong.]

Someone had a bad feeling.

really,

Beneath the girl's beautiful appearance, a sense of resentment was about to burst forth in a powerful, oppressive force.

Seeing that An Qing was ignoring her, Miya thought for a moment and decided to take the initiative to start a conversation:

"An Qing, don't you like people coming to visit?"

"? I didn't say that!"

She forgot that kittens are good at speaking their minds.

They always say things abruptly that catch people off guard, causing them to lose their composure.

"Then why don't you talk to me?"

"I'm already saying that!"

"Then why didn't you look at me?"

"Why am I looking at you? I don't like you like Cheche!"

"Really? So he likes me?"

"..."

An Qing was convinced.

Su Che immediately got up, stepped forward, and separated the two cats that were locked in combat.

If we let them continue arguing, who knows what will become of this family.

"Alright, alright, I'm going to cook now. You all take a rest."

"Miya, go practice your piano, or play some games;

An Qing, you are a guest, so don't throw a tantrum.

"Also, you can rest when you're tired from grocery shopping. I'll cook the meal myself," he said.

"No, I want to do it with you."

An Qing shook her head, indicating that she wasn't tired.

She wouldn't waste such a good opportunity.

She knew that although Miya was no younger than her, she devoted all her energy to improving her playing skills and was usually taken care of by her older sister, so her life skills were zero.

The kitten can't cook, but I can, so cooking together means I can monopolize the time I spend with it and increase my affection level.

Even if the kitten wanted to join, it couldn't; this was a crucial move.

"Okay, then do what you can. I'll boil water and prepare the spice packet first. You can help me process the ingredients or cook some rice."

"Uh-huh!"

An Qing smiled and agreed, her voice sweet and delicate, which made Miya yawn a little.

To be honest, this kind of daily life seemed to her like that of a newlywed couple, not some kind of rainy night when a Ragdoll cat had nowhere to go and I took her in for a while before letting her go.

Let her go?

Not too possible.

Just like the probability of her leaving voluntarily, it's highly unlikely.