It's like Qianqian, who wakes up very early every morning, must jump on the bed of the diving bird, as if in some kind of sun-worshipping ritual, lick his face indiscriminately, and then start pulling his quilt, and make him out of bed, before he brushes his teeth and washes his face, he must first play with it, rub its face vigorously, and then say: Good boy, good ,...... In that case, it will then wag its tail and follow you to the bathroom, even if you are in the bathroom, it will have to keep an eye on you.

This series of processes is carried out in order every day, and cannot be changed, let alone missing any link.

If you jump straight from getting up to going to the toilet without touching and comforting it, then it is very uncomfortable to keep making noise because it feels like a lost morning.

When did these strange habits develop, the diving bird himself can't remember, but he just feels very helpless and smiles bitterly, anyway, every day is such a wake-up ritual, day after day. He thinks that most dog owners and their dogs will invisibly form a set of communication patterns that belong to them. This point is very undesirable in the eyes of Ying's mother.

This man and dog are mixed together, dirty or not?

The most unbearable thing for her is that she must watch you when you are in the toilet. If you close the door, it will crouch in the doorway and wail and whimper. It drove her crazy, and listening to its howl, she felt like she couldn't pull it out. But if you leave the door open, the way it looks at you makes you feel like it's watching, and you can't pull it out.

So, every time she came, she quickly fled back. She said: If you don't give birth to a child, but you get this dog, it's almost killing her.

Qianqian looked listlessly at her master, the diving bird had already ridden the bicycle, it shook off its four legs, and was ready to take off—

When Leng Qinghe came back, the diving bird was taking a bath, his wet hair was shaken, and he opened the refrigerator to get himself a bottle of cold drink, when Leng Qinghe rang the doorbell. She walked in as if preoccupied, looking hesitant to say something.

The diving bird stared at her intently and asked, "What's wrong?" Looking like you can't give up? Met your husband?

Leng Qinghe ignored the mocking tone in his tone and said, "See."

The diving bird smiled brightly, sat down, rested his legs on the table, opened his drink, took a sip, and said, "Isn't that something to be happy about?" Your search for a husband is complete.

Leng Qinghe stood there, looking hesitant, and said slowly: I, I plan to move out.

The diving bird sighed again, expressing puzzlement, and said: Isn't it a good place to live? How did you come up with the idea of moving out?

Leng Qinghe pondered for a moment before saying: Du Ou, he doesn't want me to live with you.

The diving bird suddenly understood, and after saying this, both of them fell silent. In the end, Leng Qinghe broke the deadlock and said: I'll go and tidy up my things, he's still waiting for me below.

According to Leng Qinghe, he found Du Ou, and the diving bird should be happy for her, but at the moment, he couldn't be happy anyway, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart, not that he was reluctant to let her go, but that he heard that Du Ou was downstairs in his own house, and a nameless fire burned his entire chest.

She knew that she was at odds with Du Ou, and brought him to her residence, which made him unhappy. He sat there stiffly, not wanting to move, not wanting to say a word, hoping that she would soon clean up and leave.

The drink was smacked and placed on the smooth table.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

The diving bird was stunned, pulled on his shoes, came to the door, opened the door, and saw Du Ou standing at the door gracefully, that expression, the diving bird will never forget in his life.

He felt like he had been ignited by fire, and then suddenly he was thrown into the ice.

The expression on Du Ou's face was very strange, looking at the diving bird, looking at him carefully, at this moment, he had already experienced some serious research, and the results of the research were obviously very unpleasant, and even a little hostile, but he barely held back and did not have a seizure. He looked at the diving bird as if he were looking at an adulterer.

This look made the diving bird feel like it had been splashed with sewage, indescribably disgusting, indescribably annoyed.

What are you here for?

I'm looking for Qinghe.

You can go downstairs and wait.

If I haven't come down for so long, of course I'm in a hurry.

She came out quickly.

No, I'll just wait here.

As you see fit!

……

When Leng Qinghe dragged his suitcase downstairs and saw Du Ou standing at the gate and holding the gate, and the diving bird standing on the side with an iron face, he knew that something was wrong. She hurried downstairs and said, "Why did you come up?" I'm not asking you to wait for me downstairs, I'm just taking things.

Du Ou said sneeringly: Of course I don't worry, if you don't come down for so long, I thought you were reluctant to part.

Before Leng Qinghe could answer, the diving bird sneered and said: I'm afraid that I won't be willing to separate, so don't abandon others.

Du Ou said: Who said I abandoned her?

The diving bird said, "Isn't it?" I'm just wondering, how could Leng Qinghe fall in love with you for someone like you, I want to persuade her not to look for you, there are all kinds of people out there who are better than you. At least more than you men.

Du Ou suddenly stretched out his fist to the diving bird, and before Leng Qinghe could understand, the two of them scuffled together inexplicably. Leng Qinghe was dumbfounded, she didn't know who she should pull or who to help. She could only shout one by one: stop, don't fight, stop! You, please, don't do this, stop......

There are actually two reasons for this fight. Du Ou's side, when he saw Leng Qinghe that day, he was indeed very happy, and immediately put down all the work he was doing, and accompanied Leng Qinghe to find a secluded and quiet place. For Du Ou, how can this long-term longing be dissipated by a lunch?

After eating, he took Leng Qinghe back to his apartment, and hurriedly lingered several times, very emotional. Leng Qinghe was a little half-pushed and half-refused at first, but then he really couldn't stand the fire on his upper body, and he gasped and rolled into the purgatory of love with Du Ou. In the past, Du Ou has always been very gentle, and he will ask her halfway, how do you feel, like it or not, although she is a little frivolous, but after all, she seems to be tender like water, although Leng Qinghe is a little shy, but she always hums and responds.

Today, Du Ou is like a different person. If it weren't for Leng Qinghe's clear knowledge that the person in front of him was indeed Du Ou, he would really think that he had been replaced by a person or a soul.