"Lady Anna, your dog ......"

The nurse stared at the dog, and stopped talking.

It was a good dog, it was strong, it was healthy, it was young, it was almost a perfect dog.

Calvin was also looking at the dog.

But what he saw was another dog, a dead dog that was rotting and stinking, and with maggots emerging from its fur, also beside Lady Anna, staring intently at its master with its head tilted, occasionally licking the old lady's bruised hands with its swollen tongue.

The old lady unconsciously scratched the back of her hand, and she could not see the imperfect and unsightly dog.

Not only for the rest of the waiting room, but her exuberant spirit had reached an unpleasant level. Including the owner of the black cat, who seemed a little neurotic but was unexpectedly good-tempered.

He was still holding Ms. Vera's cat box, and he was a little uneasy.

Calvin had no doubt that he was pondering whether he should leave for the time being.

As for Calvin...... He wanted to get out of here more than the "pious" Flying Pasta cultist, and no one else could perceive it (though Calvin thought the black cat might have sensed something), but for Calvin, the rancid smell emanating from the old woman was so thick that he wanted to retch.

Once he realized that she was an Adventist, Calvin developed a physical dislike for her.

And the dog, the dog that seemed to be just some kind of illusory phantom.

Calvin had sensed the truth, and he was unusually sad about it.

Fortunately, the hard time didn't last long.

Just as Mrs. Anna reached out and tried to grab the nurse and curse, Dr. Mira appeared in the waiting room, and Virgili followed her empty-handed.

Vigilli's shirt was covered with the dog's blood, but by this time the color of the dog's blood had turned an old dark red.

"Wang—"

It was the stray dogs that noticed his appearance earlier than humans.

One of the dogs opened its mouth and let out a short bark.

But this time Vigili didn't ignore them, he glanced in the direction of the stray dogs, his emerald green pupils dark, cold.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The dog that tried to scream squeezed a faint whimper out of its throat. It trembled and lay down, and with its trembling companions, did not dare to move.

Of course, Vigilli's unusually brief contact with the stray dog did not attract the attention of the woman beside him.

Because at this time she only saw the old woman and the young nurse who was at a loss.

"Oh, Aunt Anna!"

Dr. Mira let out a low exclamation when she saw the scene in front of her. A fleeting hint of embarrassment and shame appeared on her delicately made face.

"What's going on here?"

As he inquired, Calvin saw that she had unconsciously glanced at Virgilli, her eyes tinged with a hint of subtle wetness, and a faint blush on her cheekbones.

It was very, very subtle, but Calvin clearly noticed something was wrong.

The relationship between Dr. Mira and Vigili was not the same, at least until Vigili disappeared with her poor stray dog at the end of the hallway, and the relationship between the two of them was very simple.

But now, well, they've apparently become familiar with each other, or rather, friendly?

Calvin didn't notice that he was frowning, his stomach was chilling, and then slowly began to tighten again.

The discomfort that had subsided with the friendly muttering of the black cat, that is, Lady Vera, lingered in his body again.

"Calvin, are you alright?"

Virgili didn't pay any attention to Dr. Mira's dim glance, and when he returned to the waiting room, all his attention fell on Calvin, whose ugly face made him nervous in surprise.

He rushed to Calvin's side and tried to shake Calvin's hand, but Calvin inadvertently avoided it.

"I'm fine, just some stomach pain. ”

Calvin lowered the brim of his hat and whispered.

On the other side of the two, Dr. Mira expertly dealt with her aunt, who was difficult and apparently out of the ordinary. She was indeed a clever and capable woman, and it was easy to save the hapless nurse from Lady Anna's verbal assault.

But in the midst of such chaos, Calvin was keenly aware that Dr. Mira's gaze paused on him.

Calvin's nerves tensed instantly, and his head was buried a little lower.

"How's that dog?"

Calvin asked.

"That little guy will be fine. Lady Mila spoke first than Virgilli, holding her aunt in one hand and smiling back at Calvin.

That friendly, polite, hypocritical smile.

“…… It's lucky, whatever it is, at least it's sharp and clean. Rest assured, it didn't hurt much, and the wounds on the skin needed stitches, but a sturdy little guy like it would not be long before it healed. ”

Dr. Mira continued.

"Thank you. ”

Calvin said.

"I also believe that the little one will be fine, he is a lucky puppy - hopefully he will be lucky enough to find his owner when he recovers. Virgili expertly picked up the conversation (perhaps trying not to make the subtle awkwardness of the scene too intense), "Adoption services are available here. ”

He explained to Calvin as if he were explaining something.

Calvin struggled to figure out the mood of an ordinary tourist, the welcoming, friendly young tourist who would pick up puppies on the beach, and said, "Wow, that's nice." ”

Before Dr. Mira could once again get caught up in her aunt's entanglement, Vigili left the pet hospital with Calvin. Before leaving, Dr. Mira smiled at Calvin again, "I'll let you know when the little one is well." ”

Calvin noticed that the muscles under her eyelids weren't moving.

The moment I walked out of the gate of the pet hospital, the scorching wind blew in my face, blowing away the cold and gloomy atmosphere brought by the air conditioning in the pet hospital.

Calvin clutched his stomach, feeling better.

By the time he got into Virgilli's car and returned to the seaside villa where the two of them were temporarily staying, the discomfort in his stomach had completely disappeared, and even the dull pain in his back caused by the growth of his wings had become extremely weak.

But Calvin still felt that something was wrong with his body.

It's hard to describe exactly what it felt, but Calvin did feel a little ...... Chest tightness and shortness of breath, or rather, a heavy heart.

"Are you sure you're okay with your back again? God, you look like you've just finished a twelve-hour 'Justin Bieber Marathon'. ”

Virgili swirled around Calvin, a little more eager than usual.

This is certainly not to say that he is usually indifferent to Calvin, but it is just that ...... It's just a little unnatural.

Calvin curled up on the couch, he glanced up at Virgilli.

"What did you do?"

Suddenly, he asked.

Vigili was stunned: "What?"

"The way you are now is like you've done something immoral, and you're weak. ”

Calvin said.

A cold sweat broke out on the tip of Vigilli's nose, and he blinked his eyes, looking like a puppy who had been caught by his owner stealing a snack.

"Actually, there's nothing ...... about it"

Calvin looked at him.

Vigili raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender: "Oh my God, there really is nothing. I told a couple of jokes, I mean, I just wanted to have a good relationship with her, but she seemed to think I was funny, and then I told her that I was a gay couple with you...... You don't mind that, do you?"

Calvin shook his head, "Of course not. ”

Victori was not relieved by Calvin's response.

"You're flustered. ”】

The green-eyed youth heard the strange and dark whisper of the body Refuge.

"As a liar, you're now at a bad level. ”】

"Shut up, Fugg. ”】

Virgili coldly cursed Fugg who was gloating - hell, he really just wanted to get close to the doctor - he was always good at making a good impression through disguise. And making a good impression on other people is always a good choice.

But this time, maybe he was pushing too hard, or maybe he looked like Dr. Mira, and he got more favor from Dr. Mila than he expected.

"Sometimes......" Calvin said abruptly as Vicgili and Fugg were in a heart-to-heart conversation, "I think you seem to be very good at deceiving people, and you play your own invented role almost perfectly." It's like once you want someone to like you, it's hard for that person to get out of your favor. That's probably the same with the doctor? I think she likes it. ”

Calvin paused for Vicili looked at him in shock, his emerald green eyes filled with disbelief, his lips furled, but he hadn't uttered a word for a long time.

Vigili looked hurt.

Calvin shuddered and broke away from his strange emotions.

"I'm sorry, I- I didn't mean that. He didn't know why he had said such things to Vigilli, this young man had helped him so much, and he had such unfair speculation and trouble with him because of some dark thoughts.

Calvin was even ashamed of his actions.

"I just want to make things safe for both of us. ”

Vigili struggled to squeeze the words out from the depths of his body.

He looked devastated, which left Calvin in a state of remorse.

"I didn't mean to, Vigilly, I might just be a little ...... It's a bit out of order. You see, I'm not feeling well, and I met that damn Adventist in that damn clinic......"

"Oh my God, the old lady?"

Sure enough, Vigilli's attention was diverted to what Calvin said of the Adventists.

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