This was the first time I came to the house of that strange man, who did not live in a bridge cave, but in a large house.

I had hesitated before I went up, because I had a fear of all closed houses, but in the end, under the eyes of that strange man, I finally chose to believe him.

We walked for a long time in that strange man's house, and everything I saw felt fresh, and it was the first time I had entered the environment in which humans really lived, and it was completely different from the bridge between me and the dark man.

On that day, that strange man made food for me, and it was unbelievably delicious, the best food I had ever tasted in my life.

I had a great time with him that day, and then he said he wanted me to stay, and when I heard that, I was both happy and scared.

He really liked me, but I really already had a black person.

I ran out of the room, I yelled at the strange upper and lower boxes, and then the strange man came out, he seemed hesitant on his face, but he eventually sent me down.

I ran all the way back to the bridge cave, and the black man had returned, and he came back with food, and he was waiting for me there.

When I saw him, I ran over and ate the food I got from the garbage with him.

The bridge was messy, dirty, and smelly, completely different from the strange man's house, it was very clean and smelled very fragrant.

The food in the garbage heap is not tasty, although it fills the stomach, but it is not at all comparable to the food made by the strange man, who made it really delicious.

I like that strange man, I love his house, I love the food he cooks, but I really have a black man already.

I turned my head to look around, he was dirty, he never bathed, so the smelly black man, I stood up and rubbed on him affectionately.

Although I did not agree to the strange man's request to be with him, the man did not seem to be angry, and he would still come to the hotel to find me, and even invite me to his house to play.

I would go every time, and later I didn't even go to the restaurant because the strange man promised me enough food every time.

So later, I would go to that strange man's house every time and wait for him.

Our relationship is getting better and better, we play together a lot, and he makes me a lot of things that I have never eaten before, and it is really delicious.

I'm happy with him, we often get together at noon and when he goes to work...... Well, I heard that strange man say that, he goes to work, and then I will go back to the bridge to accompany the black man.

As much as I love that weird person, the talent in the dark is all I have.

But I like days like this, where there are people in the dark and people who are strange.

Until one day .......

That day, I returned to the bridge after separating from the strange man, but the strange thing is that the black man has not yet returned.

Then the weather became strange, and it was sunny at noon, and in the afternoon it suddenly rained very much, and the black man had not yet returned, and I began to worry.

It was getting dark, and just when I was anxious, the black man finally returned, with a box of food.

It's a little strange for people in the dark to walk, it's not as natural as it used to be, but I didn't think much of it.

When I saw the black man, I immediately leaned over affectionately.

In the evening, I wiped out the food with the black people, but today the black people seem to have eaten a little less.

Then ...... the next day.

The black man did not get up.

He lay motionless in the haystack, his eyes open, but he couldn't move, and the usual silly smile on his face was gone, as if full of pain.

I walked anxiously around the haystacks, sometimes licking the black man, but he didn't smile at me as usual, he didn't move.

I was scared, I felt as if there was a terrible threat in the black man, it was a threat of death.

I didn't know what to do, I didn't even dare to leave the black man, I was afraid that as soon as I walked away, the black man would be gone when I returned.

At noon, I took the time to go to the nearby garbage dump to look for food, I didn't even dare to go far, I looked for a little food and came back.

But when the food was placed in front of the dark man, he did not move.

I was hungry, but I didn't want to eat at all, and I was scared to see the people in the dark.

And so I spent the day, the day waiting by the dark man, and I hoped that he would get better.

However, when the next day I found that the aura of the black man was weaker, and a feeling of death enveloped the black man, and I was even more afraid.

I can't afford to lose him.

I told myself that for the second time in my life, I was in tears as I watched the pitch black man lying motionless on a haystack.

At night, the aura of the dark man became weaker, as if he could die at any moment.

With tears in my eyes, I began to take the wood that the black man had found in the past, piling them together.

I can build a fire, I learned from the dark people, and although I can't light a fire, I can build it.

I piled the firewood together and ran out, and I couldn't learn how the dark man lit the fire, so I looked around outside for the source of the fire.

Thankfully, I found it, and I returned to the bridge with the source of the fire and lit the fire.

In the firelight, I looked at the black people, and at this moment, I remembered the day my mother died, those people burned my mother with fire, and then tore it open and ate it, the look of satisfaction on people's faces, they seemed to become more energetic after eating their mother, and their blood was more active......

Perhaps, I can save the dark man and use my own .......

Look at the people in the dark, look at the fire, stand by the river and look at yourself...... Then I opened my sharp teeth and bit down my right forelim......

Sharp teeth bite under severe pain.

"Click", broken.

I bit off my right foreleg and staggered toward the fire with enough pain to make me dizzy.

I bit my foreleg and gently rested it on the fire.

I looked at the fire, burning my right forelimb, and it was a strange feeling.

Soon, there was a tempting fragrance from the fire, and I quickly bit my right forelimb out of the fire, and then, with my bloodied body, staggered to the black man, and put the blackened right forelimb in front of the black man.

The tantalizing scent made the black man open his eyes, as if he saw food, grabbed the right forelimb in my mouth, and then sat up for the first time, let go of his mouth and bite.

And I'm ...... , curled up in pain, tongue licking lightly over the wound.