Actually, I have a nickname called "Black Dog". The name was given to me on the road by Tiger on the first day he took me home, and I didn't like it myself.

The first time he asked for my name early in the morning when he fled with Aryango, I told him, "My name is Black Dog." He laughed and asked me why I could have such a strange name.

I explained to him that when I was very young, my family ran a pet clinic, and I was very close to animals since I was a child. On the first day of our journey home with the tiger, we met a very fierce wolfdog. The dog stood in our way, staring at us like it was about to eat a man.

The tiger was a little frightened, picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at it, trying to drive it away. It was not afraid, but barked at the tiger.

At the time, I didn't know what was going on in my head, and I thought of the fierce wolfdog as the pet dog I had seen before. The tiger's attention was all on the dog, and he didn't have time to pay attention to me. By the time he noticed the problem, I had slowly and leisurely rocked in front of the dog. I can imagine how surprised and angry the tiger looked at the time, but I was not scared at all.

Something magical happened very quickly. The big dog didn't attack me, and not only that, but its barking stopped. Perhaps because it sensed that I didn't have any hostility towards it, its attitude gradually became friendly. It approached me and began to sniff my outstretched little hand, then licked my palm with its big rough tongue.

The tiger was amazed by the sight, and then on a whim, he gave me the name "black dog" on the road.

This name gradually replaced my real name, so much so that after more than ten years, my memory of the name "Tian Jiaxuan" has become very vague.

Two years have passed, and we have been hiding in the darkest corners of the city, living in fear, but not necessarily worse than before. I never thought about when this life would come to an end, and sometimes I even felt that it was okay to live like this forever.

Aryan was by my side, and sometimes it made me feel like a family member. Although I have been separated from my family since I was a child, I can't understand what true family affection is like, but I believe that having an older brother by my side maybe, probably, maybe that's what it feels like......

If I can meet him, is it a kind of compensation from God for the loss of my family? I do not know. But I clearly know that this devil, who seems fierce and terrible in the eyes of others, also has his gentle side.

Until that afternoon, I did something stupid. Then, our destiny changed again.

It was the evening of December 4, 2015, and I was out shopping for dinner alone as usual. At that time, the security environment in the area where we lived was not very good, and there were often some hooligans in the neighborhood who caused trouble. When I came back from shopping, I saw four young men about my age gathered under a tree, abusing a poor stray dog.

I know the dog, who comes to the neighborhood almost every day to find food. I fed it many times and gave it a name called "Mop". Because its hair is long and dirty, it looks like a mop that hasn't been washed in a long time.

Maybe I have nothing to do with the word "kindness" as a person, but because my childhood life experience has carved a deep imprint on my heart, the last thing I can bear when I am a child is that others abuse animals in front of me. So when I saw them trampling the dog under their feet and kicking it around like a leather ball, my anger instantly welled up in my heart.

"Hey, what are you doing?" I shouted at them as I walked towards them.

Hearing my voice, several people turned their heads to look at me curiously, and one of the men with pigtails sneered at me and said, "What do you have to do with your?" Get lost! ”

"This is my dog, you can't bully it."

"Your dog?" The man with pigtails raised his eyebrows, kicked the mop hard, and asked, "Why don't you bring your dog home with you?" ”

"It's lost, I'm going to take it home now." I said calmly, and I wanted to slaughter the scoundrel in front of me.

The men looked at each other a few times, and then they dispersed from under the tree, and another short and stocky man said, "Okay, you can take it away now." ”

I looked at them warily and slowly walked under the tree to find the dog lying motionless on the ground. He's dead? My heart sank and I felt very sorry. At that moment, the man with braided hair suddenly rushed towards me with a wooden stick. "Silly X, let you be nosy." As he spoke, he raised his stick and swung it at my head. I ducked down to dodge a blow, but someone hit me the back.

I stumbled and almost fell to the ground, and then four men attacked me with "weapons" that they had picked up from nowhere.

", this sucks." I threw down the dinner I was carrying in my hand and pulled out the knife I used to defend myself, ready to fight them. Maybe it was because of the obvious murderous intent in my eyes at the time, and those guys saw that I wasn't a good stubble, and they couldn't help but mumble a little in their hearts.

"Boss, he ......" The short and fat man looked hesitantly at the man with braids, and the latter took a "puff" and said viciously: "You old shell cutter, beat me to death!" ”

I was really angry at the time, and I said that Lao Tzu's identity can scare you turtle sons to death. I dare to kill even the two outlaws of the tiger and the lynx, and I am not even afraid of the perverted murderer Chi Liang, and I am afraid that you few ruffians will not succeed.

There was a moment of stalemate, and the four of them picked up the dick again and lunged at me. Someone on the other side also took out a knife and waved it in the air indiscriminately. Several times, the sharp blade brushed against my body, cutting through my clothes and revealing the skin inside.

With a four-on-one match, I wasn't sure I could beat them, but I was really carried away by the anger. I pierced the already ugly face of the other boss, and the other person's emotions became even more agitated. I think I'm going to be unlucky enough to die in this stupid fight.

Suddenly, someone yelled at us: "Stop me, what are you coming at me!" "I followed the prestige and found Brother Ah Liang standing on the steps not far away, looking coldly at the hooligans who had done it to me.

"Who the are you?" The man with braids wiped the blood from his face while looking at Brother Aryan suspiciously. Seeing that Brother Ah Liang was slender, unarmed, and looked sick, the man with braids laughed disdainfully and said, "Be a good young man for righteousness and bravery?" Then we'll play with you! With that, a few people left me aside and rushed towards the opposite steps.

The picture in front of me is like watching a martial arts movie on TV. Brother Aliang was unarmed, and single-handedly singled out the four of them. But it was only less than two minutes of effort, and several people were all beaten by him, and they didn't dare to take another step forward in a trembling state.

I laughed at the lack of eyes. Brother Ah Liang has practiced sanda before, and he has been a good fighter since he was in middle school, and it is a piece of cake to deal with these rats. However, things soon turned out beyond my expectations. I don't know what's going on, a fifth person suddenly appeared behind Brother Aliang. The man held a bright knife in his hand, and stabbed him into the back of Aryan with lightning speed.

"Thorn on the head, you're going to kill someone." The stocky man roared in horror. I know these people, they usually bluff and scare people, each one is more powerful than the other, and they don't have the guts to let them kill someone.

Seeing that the matter was getting bigger, the half-grown child who stabbed Brother Ah Liang pulled out his knife and began to flee for his life, and several other people were stunned for a moment and fled one after another.

In an instant, there was silence. Brother Aryan clutched his wound in pain, his face turned pale, fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and blood slowly gushed out from between his fingers. I was at a loss for a moment, I just felt that the world was spinning and everything seemed so unreal.

"Quick...... Take me home......" he said to me limply. I looked at him in amazement, "Home? I'm going to take you to the hospital now, or you'll die. ”

"No......" he shook his head weakly, "I'm a wanted criminal...... Can't go...... Hospital ......"

My head "buzzed", and I suddenly remembered the identities of the two of us. Damn, you really can't go to the hospital, and if you go to the hospital, you'll be found by the police, and neither of us can escape. But what can you do when you go home? I'm not a doctor, so I can't do anything about it. Can't I watch him die in front of me?

I thought of a private clinic near my home. Now, I can only take Aryan there to try my luck.

The facilities at the clinic are rudimentary, and the doctor is an elderly man, so I'm not sure if he has a formal license to practice medicine. The old man didn't seem to pay much attention to social news and didn't recognize Brother Aliang's identity. I explained the situation to the old man, stuffed a handful of money into him, and told him to keep quiet and quickly treat Brother Aliang's wounds.

The stab wounds were some deep, and they hurt the organs inside. The medical conditions in the clinic are limited, and the old doctor only gave Brother Aliang a simple suture, and there is no guarantee of what kind of situation will occur later.

It was not until about ten o'clock in the evening that I helped the frail Brother Aliang back to our rented house.

Brother Aliang lay on the bed, looked at me with a complicated expression and said, "Are you a fool?" To provoke that group of hooligans for the sake of a stray dog. ”

I bowed my head guiltily and muttered, "Aren't you the same, almost losing your life for a dog......"

Hearing this, he suddenly became serious, pulled my wrist, and said word by word: "You are a human, not a dog!" ”

I smiled self-deprecatingly, and when I thought of my background, I couldn't help but ask, "But how am I different from those lost dogs?" ”

He froze there and didn't answer for a while. I continued: "Brother Aliang, you really don't have to fight with them for me, it's really not worth ...... to do this"

"yes." He also laughed self-deprecatingly, "I must have had a bad brain." I'm not related to you, why should I save you? You're dead, what does it have to do with me......" He paused, and a trace of tenderness gradually appeared in his eyes, "Probably because you called me brother, I can't leave you as a brother......"