Chapter 9: Picking Up the Dog

The rest of the time, I either work overtime at the company or work from home.

Not to mention a girlfriend, I don't even have an irregular female companion, it's very boring.

The sleek sedan moves forward smoothly, and the lights along the road are staggered, casting dappled light and shadow through the brown glass, and quickly gliding over the handsome and cold side face.

He lowered his eyes, his fingers jumped, edited a text message, and sent it.

After a while, the other head replied, "Okay, no problem." ”

The vehicle turned left and drove into a commercial street, Xiaokang glanced in the rearview mirror: "Boss, you haven't had dinner yet, have you? There is a restaurant in front of ......."

"No, I don't. His gaze swept over a simple sign, and he said in a deep voice, "Stop." ”

Ten minutes later, he was holding a paper bag in one hand and an umbrella in the other, staring at the already waterlogged road, frowning slightly.

Without much hesitation, I chose to take a detour from the drier alley next to it.

Here are the back doors of several shops, dim and empty, with seven or eight cardboard boxes stacked against the wall.

As he passed, the box that had been well built suddenly shook significantly.

His footsteps couldn't help but stop, he squinted his eyes and looked suspiciously.

In sight, there seemed to be a black, furry thing, struggling and squirming.

Before I could see it clearly, the rain was rushing and hitting the umbrella.

At the same time, a thunderclap exploded overhead—boom!

He only felt his chest tighten, as if something had jerked away from his bones.

As soon as it was dark, he lost consciousness.

The paper bag fell to the ground, the transparent plastic box cracked, and a fruit slid down the milky white top, rolled and rolled, and fell into the ditch on the side.

The rain continued to wash, and in the night, the red and bright became brighter and brighter.

"Black Forest, Caramel Sea Salt ......"

Liang Xia stood in front of the counter, ordered two cakes in one go, licked his lips unsatisfactorily, and said, "Add another strawberry." ”

In this world, there is no bitterness that cannot be solved by a piece of dessert.

One is not enough, then two, not to mention, she has three.

Enough to drive away the resentment generated by working overtime until seven o'clock on this stormy night.

There was a dull thunder, and she quickened her pace, thinking about whether to wait for the bus or try her luck with the ride-hailing software, when a small dirty thing went straight for her, banged into her calf, and then bounced back and lay on her back.

Immediately afterward, the barking sounded from far to near, and three or four black shadows appeared at the intersection, grinning with sharp canine teeth.

She picked up her bag and threw it with a false intention.

The wild dogs were amused, whimpered, and ran away with their tails between their legs.

Smiling, she looked down at the animal still curled up at her feet.

A puppy, with its head down, shivering like chaff when the cold wind blows.

"Little one, are you alright?"

She crouched down, muttering to herself as she looked closely.

The hair was soaked, locks and locks, mixed with mud and dirt, the neck was bald, and it was still oozing blood, and the hind limbs were unnaturally bent, and I don't know if they were injured or broken.

Hearing the voice, the puppy stiffened all over, slowly raised his head, and looked at her.

In the rain curtain, the street lamp emits a dim glow, reflecting a pair of extremely special eyes.

The eye shape is very ordinary, just a little more heroic than an ordinary dog, but the pupils of the eyes show a strange look.

It seems to be an unmelted snow-capped mountain, lonely and cold.

However, she could catch a glimpse of shock and trembling in it, like a child trying to hide her vulnerability.

In the city, countless stray dogs are born every day, and the survival rule of the weak and the strong is applicable to all species.

In fact, she should leave, at most buy some food to stay, but ......

sighed silently and gave up the idea of rushing back to the nest to catch up on the drama.

He tilted his neck and held the handle of the umbrella, took off his coat and wrapped the puppy, hugged him into his arms with one hand, and comforted him softly: "Don't be afraid, my sister will take you to the doctor." ”

"Flesh wounds, it doesn't matter, if you have legs, you'll be fine after a few days. The veterinarian neatly bandaged the medicine and said with a smile, "It's really lucky, I can pick up such a beautiful cub with just a pick." ”

"It's a cub?"

She looked at the puppy lying on the table, a little surprised.

It is indeed beautiful, after the hair is washed and fluffy, it is gray and white in color, the small head is round, and the cute state is not losing its majesty.

It was surprisingly quiet, and when it had just taken a bath, it didn't make any noise at all, except for those dark brown eyes, staring straight ahead solemnly, as if in deep thought.

She doesn't know much about dogs, she just thinks that they are so calm, and their size is similar to that of the common Teddy Pomeranian, and eighty percent of them are adult dogs.