The day before Chu Xiaosi came to Earth, it was raining heavily and windy that day.

The building on the street side is in a semi-suspended stage, and the loess dust and sand slowly flow with the rainwater to the sewer pipes.

The thin and small cleaner who was in the corner in a raincoat to dispose of the garbage cursed a god, and then reached out to wipe the rain on his dry face, tilted his head and looked around, there seemed to be no electronic eyes around, the old woman of the cleaner pouted, and used the old fork with an old fork to pick up the wet and strange-smelling garbage in the corner and threw it to the opposite side of the corner, a few back and forth, the garbage was cleaned up, and the old woman who had been rated as an excellent worker for many years dragged the fork and walked to the small electric tricycle parked on the side of the road, and called it a day.

In the city, a car sped from the end of the road, raising yellow and turbid sewage on the side of the road, cyclists were far away, for fear of dirty clothes, there was an old man with a rickety body and shabby clothes, trembling in his hand holding a bowl, shriveled and wrinkled skin scratches can not wash away the sour smell accumulated on the body for many years, the shop in the distance saw the old man staggering slowly coming, the shop owners are frowning and covering their noses and saying bad luck, not to mention the door closed tightly, it was already raining, afraid of getting wet, the old man walked through three shops in a row and ate the closed door, the old man sighed, and did not sigh that no one is ancient, The fourth breakfast point has already gotten off work, the boss has a doll in the first grade of primary school, this is the weekend, there is no business in the rain, the boss is bored and a few friends are playing games on the mobile phone, the middle-aged woman boss lady is teaching the doll to read, the doll's voice is immature, babbling and opening, "Mencius, seven stops." Speak of morality and benevolence. "The child first read a few times under the woman's teaching, and then began to memorize silently, next week's exam will be examined, the old man tilted his head, looked at the doll, the doll was curious, put down the big book, stared at the old man with innocent and bright eyes, the middle-aged woman looked outside the store, frowned, the old man looked at the woman's expression naturally implied that the old beggar should get out, the old man didn't have much hope, smiled at the child, leaned over and walked towards the rain city, the doll was just about to open to the woman, the woman gently stroked the child's head" Xiaoling, you must study hard, and don't be a waste like an old beggar outside in the future. The doll muttered, looking displeased, but she didn't dare to disagree with her mother, and her heart was still thinking of the old man who was raining outside, strange and pitiful.

In ancient times, the sage Han Yu once said: "The reader who teaches the book and learns its sentences is not the so-called one who preaches the way and solves its confusion." ”

The rain has not stopped, the yellow sand has not been cleared, and there are few pedestrians on the long street.

Another car marked four circles of white sedan from the road to the rain deep gallop, the same raised dirty yellow rain, at this moment, a broken tail yellow dog from the alley out of the road, the figure is as fast as a string arrow, the speed only needs to be slower for half a second to become a dead dog, the owner of the white car opened the window and scolded, if it didn't rain today to kill the broken tail beast, the yellow dog ignored it, ran away, the yellow dog's tail was crushed by the car back then.

The rain is urgent, the dog is anxious, and the yellow dog is running back and forth in the alleys of the city, and finally arrives at the destination, a waste processing plant.

It's sunset, and the night is approaching.

The yellow dog shook off the rain on his body, barked twice, and slowly walked out of the corner of the processing plant.

The old pig shook his head, motioned for the yellow dog to follow, and hobbled deeper into the processing plant, where the yellow dog silently followed, and finally entered a dilapidated processing workshop.

In the processing workshop, there is a grass-colored yellow artificial carpet, the yellow dog is lying on the top, and the old pig is standing aside, waiting for the yellow dog to slowly calm down and breathe rapidly.

Yellow Dog opened his mouth first: "Brother Li, I haven't seen you for a long time, but my demeanor is still the same." ”

The old pig said lightly: "The dog's mouth can't spit out ivory, don't drag the text with Second Master Li." ”

When the yellow dog heard this, his expression was gloomy, and the old pig frowned slightly, and said, "Are you going to tell me that our proposal is not feasible at all." ”

The yellow dog nodded, looking lonely, and also said, "Don't talk about the opinions of the entire dog clan, just say the brothers and sisters around me, by the way, do you know that in the eyes of humans, we dogs are also divided into two kinds?"

The old pig sneered: "Take it to pet the affectionate pet dog and the earth dog that cares for the home?"

The yellow dog nodded and said, "I'm the kind of earth dog, and people take it to see the home care home." ”

The old pig looked up at the gloomy sky, " There are big differences of opinion, right, in fact, some of your earth dogs can also treat you very well, do you dare to say that your master is not good to you, when you cut off your tail, your master was also stunned and shed tears, this is feelings, of course I can't deny it, but there are also stray dogs, stray dogs are mostly native dogs, of course, there is no lack of pet dogs mentioned above, stray dogs are in a miserable situation, you also know, some were directly served to the table by the human beings killed by God and we raised pigs to an end, some of them ran around all their lives, shaking their heads and wandering in the streets and alleys to eat the wagging tail and begging for mercy to come to eat the wagging tail and begging for mercy to come to the food, to turn over the human garbage can, the situation of pet dogs is mostly goodDo you know that there is a word called mistress in human beings? Rich men take money to buy the youth of beautiful women, and in the pet market, pet dogs are also treated like this, they use the so-called cuteness and purity of blood to define the value of pet dogs, you pet dogs must have dogs in them and really think that they are superior to their peers, but where is the superiority? Who stipulates it? Fuck or not?

The yellow dog listened quietly, and then spoke: "I can't deny what you said, in fact, there are also local dogs that are loved as pet dogs, and there are no absolute boundaries in their eyes, I once had a brother who had a deep relationship with the old man who accompanied him all his life, he was seriously ill in his old age, and the pain was unbearable, and the old man with a meager income chose to euthanize his brother, so that it would not leave too painful." Our dog is actually quite contradictory, which does not have the blood of the ancestor wolf clan in his bones, which does not want to completely leave the human race, but since some ancestors in ancient times were trained by humans, ten thousand years of evolution, with today's dogs, we seem to be born close to humans, and this feeling, and this feeling, is not the kind of money to maintain by rights, but deep down the real dependence on humans. ”

Yellow Dog still continued: "Those miserable kinds, that is, the stray dogs you are talking about, actually give them two choices, one is to join your pig clan to plan an uprising, and the other is to have a human adoption that really treats them well, which one do you think they will choose, seriously, the second one I believe will be the choice of most stray dogs, I believe that even if they are about to enter the processing machine and shed their hair, or the moment when the human executioner kills them with a machete, they will still be the second choice." ”

The yellow dog is still saying: "I really can't deny it, in the innate consciousness, we want to be human dogs, with a good master to accompany us for a lifetime, the blood in our bones is really exhausted, good things, bad things? The good thing is that you don't think about anything else, you can live with peace of mind, the bad thing is that you really feel that this is wrong but you really don't know where to change, even if you pig people give you a choice, you don't want to." ”

The rain outside was more urgent, and the old pig quietly listened to what the yellow dog said, and then spoke: "Good and evil, position, freedom, and inner desire, when these long lines cannot be carefully peeled off but are intertwined, the so-called right and wrong are really simple and happy right and wrong, no, it can't be, so there are laws in the human world, and right and wrong are tightly tied to a line." ”

Lao Pig: "Take people as an example, a doll bought by a human trafficker, the doll killed his adoptive father and adoptive mother when he became an adult and ran away, right? Yes, freedom is yearning, you were wrong first, I just came to take revenge." Is it wrong? Wrong, adoptive parents are sincerely good to themselves, like their own children, you are ungrateful to kill them, there is an adjective called pigs and dogs, it is better to be like that. ”

The yellow dog said in a trance: "So, such people tend to go crazy." ”

Old pig: "Instead of hesitating and going crazy on the two lines, it is better to grab one quickly, and tear the other one off the source, so that it is more comfortable to live." ”

Lao Pig: "The choice is in your hands, all we can give is two choices, if some dogs want to hold two lines in their hands and slowly measure, then sorry, there is no such possibility." ”

Yellow Dog nodded, that's right.

The old pig suddenly spoke: "Have you ever eaten pork?"

The yellow dog was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "I haven't eaten the lie, but I've eaten the truth, it's delicious." ”

The old pig smiled: "Fuck your mother!"

The yellow dog grinned as well.

The old pig nodded and said, "Go back and tell you the dogs of the city about the two choices we have given you." ”

The yellow dog had something to say, but he didn't know how to speak.

The old pig said: "You can't do without Hongyi, there is a long way to go." Freedom is one's own duty, and it is not too important to die, and it is not far away. ”

The yellow dog straightened up, his front legs were slightly bent, and the dog's head was lowered, "Good!"

The old pig smiled heartily, you are a good dog!

The rain was gloomy, and the yellow dog told a friend about the pig clan a few miles away, and then ran home.

The yellow dog bounced over the wall and left the house.

The home is a detached cottage.

When he walked into the house, the lock of the door had been pried open, and the yellow dog's heart suddenly became gloomy, and the twilight in front of him was gloomy, but there was an extremely strange atmosphere.

There was a thief in the house.

The yellow dog barked wildly, ran wildly, and crashed into the inner room, which was in shambles, and the owner was being choked by the throat by the thief.

The yellow dog was furious, barked wildly, bared his teeth and ran towards the thief.

The thief who heard the barking of the dog panicked for a moment and then calmed down, and the thief, who had not wanted to use the knife, slashed at the dog's back with a knife.

Running for a long time, the yellow dog's strength has long been exhausted, and when he was in mid-air, he only felt a sweet throat, and the old master's eyes touched the yellow dog that was cut on the back with a knife, and he felt that his heart and liver were broken, and his face was full of tears like rain, "Small, little yellow... Run!"

Ink-like blood rushed out from his back, and the yellow dog barked wildly and turned around, his eyes were full of bloodshot murderous intent, and his howl was still fierce and loud, but he finally lost his physical strength and could not jump again.

The old master was heartbroken, his expression was extremely sad, and his voice was weak and hoarse: "Xiao Huang, I beg you... Xiao Huang, run, run!"

The yellow dog felt a slight remorse in his heart, if he didn't go out to the meeting, how could he be in a desperate situation at this time?

The yellow dog spit out a mouthful of thick blood, ignoring the master's persuasion, nearly twenty years of knowing the grace and the wolf nature in the depths of his heart instantly condensed into an inexplicable strength trembling to support the yellow dog's blood and rain staggered body, the yellow dog suppressed the pain that entered the soul, and pounced again.

A knife.

The yellow dog's body was crooked, and then he was kicked away, directly kicking the yellow dog's two ribs.

The yellow dog rolled to the ground, and there was another knife on his head, and his whole body was covered in blood and flesh, and the pain was numb. Lying on the ground like a madman, he wanted to crawl forward, but his limp body could not take half a step forward, and could only scratch out shocking blood marks with his claws on the spot.

The hideous face gradually became sad, and he looked at the old master. The eyelids became heavier, and the heart in the chest gradually turned from a rapid beat to a dead silence.....

Wujiang autumn water, the overlord kills himself. Heroes are strangers, that's all.

At this time, the angry cry of the old master's sturdy son faintly sounded in his ears, and you are finally willing to come back, the yellow dog was slightly relieved, and slowly closed his eyes. There were two lines of tears rolling down.

There was only a moment left for the thoughts to drift back to the past. I met the owner for the first time in the vegetable market, the owner was full of tears and trembling to take himself from the hands of the dog dealer, was tortured by the dog dealer all over the body bruised in the eyes of the master to see the first touch of softness and hope in life, the half-dead little yellow dog in the owner's arms coquettish, wagging the fluffy tail, want to rub the owner's face with his paws, but no strength, and finally fell asleep in the master's arms.....

The owner was deceived by the traffickers, and he was not worth that money at all.......

The yellow dog could no longer breathe, and the faint light of thought was also extinguished, only to feel that it was pitch black in front of him, and there was no light in the sky and the earth.

The yellow dog died suddenly.