Speaking of the moment they met, Zheng Xiuwen still felt that the fate between him and the little wolf was like a God's arrangement, if he hadn't neglected to practice the piano and looked at the pedestrians outside from the window every day, if it weren't for the hungry little wolf who happened to walk in front of his house, maybe their strange relationship would not have happened.

"When I looked into its eyes, I had a feeling that this puppy and I were in the same disease," Zheng Xiuwen thought of the picture many years ago, as if it just happened yesterday, and he continued, "I know that it is a lonely child like me..."

Zheng Xiuwen's practice is on the first floor, although his parents have also considered providing a quieter environment for their son if they practice on the second or third floor. But the reality was that it was too much work to carry the big piano upstairs, and there was a risk of damaging the piano in the process of moving, and after weighing the pros and cons, they finally decided to set up the practice room on the first floor. As the old saying goes, his ears don't hear anything outside the window, and he only reads the books of sages, Zheng Xiuwen's parents feel that their son should also have such an awareness.

Young Zheng Xiuwen climbed down from the windowsill, he quickly rushed into the kitchen to find some leftovers, poured it on a plate, and pushed open the door to the practice room.

Fortunately, the stray dog was still squatting in the corner of the wall just now, Zheng Xiuwen slowly walked to a place one meter away from the stray dog with the plate in both hands, and he just had to put down the plate, and found that the stray dog took a small step back vigilantly, and his eyes showed a little fear.

"Dog, don't be afraid, I'm here to bring you food," Zheng Xiuwen said softly, he didn't dare to get closer so as not to scare the stray dogs away, and after putting the plate down on the spot, Zheng Xiuwen retreated back to his practice room.

He quickly climbed onto the windowsill again and observed the movements of the stray dogs through the transparent window. Fresh food is a great temptation for a hungry stray dog, although it still has a lot of defenses against humans, and even remembers the lesson of being chased and beaten all over the street just a few days ago for stealing food, but the stray dog's body is still conquered by the most primitive needs, it has no strength to search for the next street garbage can, and its trembling limbs urgently need a full meal to replenish its strength.

Under Zheng Xiuwen's gaze, the stray dog took a cautious step forward, and then stopped and looked around, as if to confirm whether the environment he was in was safe. When the stray dog found that the little boy did not come out again, and the passers-by on the street ignored him, the stray dog finally let go of his courage and pounced on the plate, and devoured it.

When Zheng Xiuwen saw this scene, a sunny smile appeared on his face, an expression that he would never have seen when he stayed alone in the practice room in the past. He watched the stray dog eat all the food on the plate, and licked every corner of the plate with his tongue, and finally raised his head to look in the direction of the windowsill where Zheng Xiuwen was.

Compared to the look in his eyes just now, Zheng Xiuwen felt that the puppy showed an obvious sense of satisfaction, and he could even read gratitude to himself from its gaze. For the first time, the young Zheng Xiuwen realized that humans and dogs could react so strangely that they didn't need verbal communication to be able to understand it.

After eating the food, the stray dog ran away from the front of Zheng Xiuwen's house, and its golden back quickly disappeared into the corner of the street.

In the next few days, stray dogs will almost always show up on time at about three o'clock in the afternoon, and Zheng Xiuwen has already filled a plate full of meals, and used a spoon to stir the soup and minced meat evenly, so that the stray dogs are more delicious when they eat.

The repeated feeding made the stray dog wary of Zheng Xiuwen a lot lesser, it allowed Zheng Xiuwen to walk directly in front of it, and squatted next to it to watch it eat all the food.

For Zheng Xiuwen, feeding every afternoon has become the happiest time of the day, and only at this time does he not have to lie on the windowsill and watch the pedestrians come and go, but really feel that he has a partner by his side. Every time he saw the stray dog throwing a grateful look at him after eating the food, Zheng Xiuwen would be extremely relieved, and he gradually understood that a simple meal could play such a big role.

Stray dogs are not like before, they will run away immediately after eating, and they will squat in the corner to accompany Zheng Xiuwen for a period of time, intentionally or unintentionally. One person and one dog don't have too much communication, they just sit side by side against the wall on the ground, when Zheng Xiuwen looked at the pedestrians in a daze, the stray dogs also accompanied him quietly in a daze.

The parents who returned late gradually discovered their son's abnormality, and in addition to the fact that his piano skills had been stagnant, his son's meal seemed to be much larger than before. In the evening, there is hardly any leftover from the extra food they cook every day, especially the meat, which is sure to be wiped out no matter how much they cook.

Zheng Xiuwen's mother complained, "It seems that our son has no artistic talent, and he has not grown much after practicing the piano for so long, but his appetite is much larger." ”

In contrast, Zheng Xiuwen's father obviously has more patience with his son, "Xiaowen is growing up, it's normal to eat more, practicing piano will already hit a bottleneck, give him some more time to cross this hurdle, and he will definitely improve by leaps and bounds in the future." ”

"Maybe, but we also have to grasp his cultural lessons, and we can't let him hang himself from the piano tree," Zheng Xiuwen's mother asked a very real question.

"Okay, I'll listen to you..."

Such days lasted for about a month, and one afternoon, Zheng Xiuwen packed food as usual and waited for the stray dog to appear, but half an hour or an hour passed, and the familiar figure never trotted over as usual, until nightfall, Zheng Xiuwen's parents had already gone home, and the stray dog still did not know where to go.

"Xiaowen, why is there so much food left over today?" Zheng Xiuwen's mother soon found a large plate of packed meals, which had been mixed with a spoon, but her son didn't move.

"I, I don't have an appetite today," Zheng Xiuwen said hesitantly, for fear that his mother would find out something, and he couldn't help but secretly regret that he should have dumped these meals in the trash.

"Come over here and let me touch your forehead," Zheng Xiuwen's mother's first reaction was that her son might be sick, but after feeling it a few times, she found that he did not have symptoms of fever.

"I didn't eat enough at noon, and my mother fried an appetizer for you in the evening," Zheng Xiuwen's mother said with a sigh of relief.