Shen Qinghuan was very worried about keeping it, and the owner of the little milk dog suddenly remembered it and asked it back.

It's like trying hard for a long time, and finally coming to an end with no results.

Such a contradictory Shen Qinghuan wanted Lu Ziheng to think of her lost orange cat in her previous life, she was probably very afraid of losing, so she didn't dare to try again.

"Wang~"

The little milk dog also seemed to sense that he might be abandoned again, and he barked weakly.

"If you don't take it in, it probably won't survive tonight."

Lu Ziheng did not force Shen Qinghuan to raise this abandoned puppy, he used another way to persuade her, he hoped that she could overcome the haze of her previous life, instead of growing into a so-called masked and smiling dummy in the future.

He walked up to Shen Qinghuan and asked gently, "Do you want to hug it?" ”

Shen Qinghuan hesitated for a moment, but finally couldn't hold back and took the little milk dog from Lu Ziheng's hand.

"Wang~"

Because he was still too thin, Shen Qinghuan couldn't tell the specific varieties.

It rubbed Shen Qinghuan with its little head, as if begging Shen Qinghuan not to give it up.

Under the street lamp, Shen Qinghuan saw that the little milk dog had orange fur all over his body except for his belly.

It's quite similar to the color of the pocket lost in the previous life.

If it weren't for the different types, she would almost have thought that Doudou had come back alive.

It is obviously inappropriate to raise it in the old class's house, after all, Shen Qinghuan herself is staying in Liu Min's house, and her eyes are on Lu Ziheng.

The young man's slender fingers rubbed the little milk dog's head, "Don't worry." I'll take care of everything! ”

Shen Qinghuan carefully put the little milk dog into Lu Ziheng's arms, the wounds on its legs were scabbed, and the fur was messy.

"The next time you come to see it, it's going to be alive!"

It's not early.

Lu Ziheng waved his hand and motioned for Shen Qinghuan to go back and rest early.

Fortunately, I was able to catch the last subway.

Lu Ziheng put the poor little milk dog in his pocket and rushed all the way home.

The mother didn't know that she hadn't come back yet.

Lu Ziheng left a note and knocked on the door of the next-door neighbor in a hurry.

"Who?"

"Uncle Situ. It's me. Lu Ziheng roared hurriedly.

The door was opened.

Lu Ziheng saw a very familiar face.

An Yunyao also recognized Lu Ziheng.

She lamented that the world was so small, and that her husband was now living in a neighborhood with the students at her school.

Lu Ziheng went straight to the point and handed over the little milk dog that was huddled into a ball to Situ Zheng for inspection.

Situ Zheng yawned, "Where did you get a dog?" ”

Lu Ziheng made a long story short, but An Yunyao caught the cat from the conversation between Lu Ziheng and her husband.

Situ Zheng carefully examined the dog's whole body and found that most of the wounds were wounds from small stones or flowers on the side of the road.

After he bandaged the puppy, he vaccinated it again, "If there is anything afterwards, contact during the day." ”

"Oh. Good. Lu Ziheng, who realized it later, also realized that he ran over in the middle of the night, which was a little too abrupt.

Fortunately, the phone in his pocket covered his embarrassment.

"Qinghuan?" Lu Ziheng held his mobile phone between his neck, "Hmm." The dog was fine, and it was back in two days. ”

"I thought about it and decided to give it a name."

"What a coincidence." Lu Ziheng's tone was gentle, "My thoughts are the same as yours." ”

"Then tell me, what is the best name?"

"I'll count to three, two, one, and we'll talk together." Lu Ziheng proposed.

"Okay."

A few seconds after the sound of counting fell, the two people said in unison: "Doudou." ”