A miserable cat meow resounded throughout the night, startling the birds that had stopped in the treetops. The stray dog, who was looking for food in the garbage bin, was frightened, knocked down the garbage bin, pricked up his ears and stared at his round eyes, and fled in a hurry.

"In the world of the jungle, there are many ways to live, but I have to choose this way of living." Wang Chi slipped off Lan Eucalyptus's hand and walked out of the room without looking back.

In the bustling night, it is already September, and the wind is gradually cooling. Zhang Ning, who had a solemn expression, walked out of the pet hospital with a cold sword. The black custom gloves are wrinkled because of the strength, smooth and bright surface.

Yu An silently walked in front to help her open the car door, and then closed the car door, and he sat in the passenger seat.

Zhang Ning looked at Leng Jian, who had his eyes closed, and opened his eyes and stared at himself motionlessly. "You're fine, it's just that your strength is not as strong as before."

Zhang Ning stroked his head on the ground, he whined in response, leaned on her shoulder and watched the traffic outside the glass of the back door of the car. Regardless of whether it understands what the doctor says, only it knows what it is doing.

It thinks about it, and when the time comes, it will go back to where it used to be, and go to see its trainers, who have its companions, who are sleeping in the ground, and where it will go with them.

Their whole life is born for instructions from the selection and training that stands out from the training.

It moved away from the crowd with explosives in its mouth, and half of its face was blown up. Zhang Ning remembered that when they met for the first time, she was indeed scared to cry. Seeing that she was crying, she was also afraid to hide on her father's body. "Leng Jian, I apologize for what you did when you first came to me, you are not scary at all, you are a handsome and good-looking hero."

Seeing that it wagged its tail, Zhang Ning also laughed. Thinking of what the doctor said, her smile was fleeting.

Make me laugh

Make me cry

Makes me gloomy

Let me shine

Let me live to die

The white-haired old man walked up to the dirty-faced children, picked up the big gourd with the wine, and took a sip. "Kids, follow Grandpa."

There were some rickety old men in ragged clothes in the back, drinking wine and humming opera, and they disappeared when they came to the campfire. "They're going to make deliveries, eat them, kids." His drunken voice was loud in the echo.

A large iron pot was set up in the center of the bonfire, and dozens of rice dumplings were tumbling in the water.

Liao Xiaoyu took Shushu's hand and watched him secretly bring them food again, and the old man who only ate white steamed buns and drank wine risked being beaten by them again.

"Fake Grandpa, why do you have to stay here? It's not good here, I hope he can get out of here. Shushu blinked his ignorant eyes and looked at Liao Xiaoyu.

Liao Xiaoyu wiped his tears and didn't speak. Whenever they were about to be beaten, he was always the first to rush up and stop him, and he still laughed and sang while the whip flew over him.

They devoured the feast, threw the leaves into the fire, and put the pot in its place.

The false word is atoning for a sin about him. He wanted to persuade his children to turn back to the shore, and turn back to the shore. He watched their trade under the bridge, his eyes squinting in heartache.

Dandelions flew up in the night, flew down on the stone field, and danced in the faint moonlight. Its child of life is flying everywhere, waiting for the next year's bloom to fly down again. Although it is as light as a feather, life is vast and powerful.