Now the little girl has given him a warm strength, which is like comforting the people who have reached a dead end, as long as they can give him a little warmth and care, they can make those who are ready to go to the end of the road less resolute.

Li Wenhui is the same, if he hadn't turned into a dog inexplicably and couldn't accept this change of fate, how could he easily give up his life?

However, even if Li Wenhui's heart was shaken at this time, it was difficult for him to agree with the matter of changing from a human to a dog. Who is willing to let go of good people and give up their original life to become a dog? The greatest ability of a person is to fight, and if he does not have the consciousness and action to resist in the face of fate, Li Wenhui will not be a highly educated software engineer.

The little girl took the puppy to her room and did not turn on the light, as if she was afraid that her father would find out. Then she took out a small quilt that had been prepared a long time ago, wrapped the little milk dog in it, and then took advantage of the moon in front of the window to get busy.

While Li Wenhui's reincarnated little milk dog felt the warmth of the quilt, he had already smelled a trace of milk fragrance wafting from the direction of the little girl, but unlike the slightly fishy milk fragrance of the dog's mother, the milk fragrance wafting from the direction of the little girl was clearly much sweeter, and it was obviously made from milk powder made by humans.

Before she could wait two minutes, the little girl had already come to the puppy with a needle. I couldn't help but take the little milk dog out of the quilt bed, and then hold the little milk dog in one hand, and stuff the injection port of the needle in my hand into the mouth of the little milk dog with the other hand.

The incident happened suddenly, Li Wenhui instinctively wanted to refuse, but how did he know that he was now a little milk dog, and he was far from being the opponent of the little girl in front of him in terms of size and strength. Before she could figure out whether she should be loyal and unyielding to death, or whether she should compromise half-pushed and half-compromised, the needle injection port in the little girl's hand had been semi-forcibly stuffed into the mouth of the little milk dog reincarnated by Li Wenhui.

Before Li Wenhui could react, the little girl had already pressed the piston behind the needle, and with a "poof", a large stream of milk poured into the mouth of the little milk dog. Because of the excessive force, coupled with the fact that Li Wenhui's reincarnated little milk dog did not have the slightest preparation, as a result, this milk filled his mouth at once, and the excess part even overflowed directly from his mouth, making him all over his face!

"Ahem, ahem, damn, choking Lao Tzu to death!" Looking back, Lao Tzu was not starved to death, but choked to death by milk first, goodbye Hades, how did Lao Tzu tell him! Who believes it! Li Wenhui directly opened his mouth and burst out foul language. What came out of his mouth helplessly was the "dog language" that no one could understand, that is, the hum that people sounded a little delicate. In addition to making people feel cute, there is only a lot of pity left.

"Oh, oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's me who moved too much, I'll slow down. The little girl was taken aback, and hurriedly cleaned up the milk from Li Wenhui's mouth and head, and apologized to Li Wenhui, who was a little milk dog, while cleaning it up.

While apologizing, the little girl lowered her voice and said, "Poor Xiao Jiu, I thought you were dead, but now that you squirt, then you should still be fine." Xiao Jiu, you must be good, my sister has to go to school tomorrow! I don't sleep to feed you now, you must do your best!"

This mouthful of milk choked Li Wenhui's reincarnated little milk dog, but when the taste of fresh milk clearly reached Li Wenhui's mouth, the doubling hunger and desire to eat grabbed him at once. After all, he is now a healthy little milk dog, and after being forcibly starved for almost a day and a night, he is naturally hungry. This mouthful of milk rushed into his mouth immediately aroused his primitive eating instinct, even if Li Wenhui tried to suppress this desire to eat with his acquired control ability, but it was a step too late after all.

It seems that the little milk dog's instinct suddenly took the upper hand, and before Li Wenhui strengthened his own defense, the little milk dog had already begun to suck the milk in a big gulp, so that the little girl had to control the position of the needle to prevent the little milk dog from being choked by it sucking too fast.

"It's over, Lao Tzu carried it for almost a day and a night, and he was ruined by a little girl, unlucky!" Li Wenhui lamented in his heart.

After a few sips of milk, Li Wenhui was completely defeated by his instinct to eat. The double torture of hunger and cold did not break the little puppy, but only made its desire for food and survival even stronger. Although Li Wenhui has never enjoyed any happiness since he was a child, he has no chance of starving for a day and a night in a row. Therefore, the primitive instinct to eat merged into one at this moment, completely defeating reason and Li Wenhui's imperfect death-seeking plan, and Li Wenhui completely failed.

"Xiao Jiu'er, you have to be good, do you know? How beautiful the outside world is? Spring wind, summer flowers, autumn butterflies, winter snow...... Besides, you're a Labrador and you're going to be a working dog. Whether it's to be a police dog for drug detection, or to be a search and rescue dog, or to be a guide dog, you have a lot to do. The little girl was feeding Li Wenhui and chattering.

I don't know why, Li Wenhui suddenly felt sad. Because he actually remembered his mother, a housewife who was not very well educated, and could not even tutor himself in elementary school. But this is such a woman, when Li Wenhui is studying, she just quietly stays by the side and does needlework; when he is tired from studying, she will cook delicious meals for him; when he gets back the award and scholarship from school, she will smile very happily; when she graduates from college and goes to work in other places to send her money, she will only say on the phone: "Don't worry about me, I am not short of money." You spend a lot of money, you have to be good there, eat well and dress warmly......"

Li Wenhui cried, in the manner of a small milk dog. Li Wenhui's father was gone when he was in elementary school, and his mother was left to raise him with hard work. It is precisely for this reason that Li Wenhui has been very sensible since he was a child, and he has never let his mother worry about his studies. But after he graduated from college and mixed well in the city, he rarely took care of his own mother.

From the beginning, I called two or three times a week, and then I couldn't even call once a week. In the first few years, he could go back once or twice a year, but then after he had that beautiful little girlfriend, he didn't seem to go back for two or three years, right? And when he told his mother that he would not go back, his mother did not complain at all, but told him to take care of himself, take care of his girlfriend, and the days will be long......

But are the days really long?

Before that, Li Wenhui always prevaricated the guilt in his heart on the grounds that he had a lot of things, was busy with work, and his girlfriend was unhappy, and he was never willing to face his heart. It wasn't until today, when he was reincarnated as a little milk dog and would never see his mother again as a human being, that he realized how much he owed his mother.

He now even had a vague suspicion that his indifference to his mother had caused him to be reincarnated as a puppy, or was this a punishment from God? If so, even if he had temporarily escaped this punishment by committing suicide, would there be a follow-up punishment? Or would he have completely reduced himself to a low-level creature, and even his current memories and emotions could not be completely retained.

Li Wenhui doesn't know how desperate his mother will be after he dies, let alone how his mother will survive in the future. He should have an inheritance, but he doesn't know what will happen to the house he borrowed money to buy. That beautiful little girlfriend was just a beautiful vase, and I am afraid that she will be sad in a few days after she dies.

But there is no way, after all, people are young and beautiful, no matter how selfish he Li Wenhui is, he can't let his family stay for a lifetime or anything, this is not realistic. But to say that the most affected is naturally his own mother. I don't know if the little money I have left is enough for my mother to support her mother, I just hope that she can live a good life with that money. But then again, she is gone, even if she has those money, can her mother live well? I'm afraid that from now on, it will be her normal to wash her face with tears, right?

Thinking of this, Li Wenhui suddenly wanted to see his mother. Even if I am a dog, as long as I can be with my mother often, it is good if she is not so lonely. I believe that with my own well-behaved and affection for my mother, I will definitely be able to relieve my mother's sad feelings. However, he is just a little milk dog!

Perhaps, he can grow up quickly, and then go to his mother to see how she is doing? Even if he is a Labrador puppy now and will be a working dog when he grows up, he will always have a chance to fulfill this wish when he grows up. But if that's the case, he must be prepared to live as a dog.

Although this choice is a little difficult for Li Wenhui to accept, it is much better than facing other life forms after dying again. He couldn't imagine being born again in a feedlot, or in the African savannah, or in front of his mother as some kind of insect.

"Get out, it's dirty!" was the mother's attitude towards a dirty animal.

"Ahh Then the SWAT arrived, and with a bang, everything was over!

"Smack!" this is the inevitable choice of the mother after encountering a certain insect. Then he would be swept into the trash by his mother in the form of a stomach-piercing insect, leaving him to die in the stinking garbage heap with his wings fluttering.