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Zheng Qing held his breath, and wanted to slip away, but he might as well put his feet heavy, and there was a miserable whimper next to him, and when he looked around, the puppy was holding his trouser legs, his narrow eyes were round, staring at him tightly, and wagging his tail flatteringly.

"You testify, I'm not here now. Nodding very irresponsibly, he didn't care about the little guy's angry eyes, pushed the car and wanted to slip away, but he didn't expect that the trouser leg was immediately dragged. Helplessly lowered his head, Zheng Qing saw that the puppy's hind legs were unnaturally tilting back, thinking that he had been injured in the fight just now.

Seeing the puppy insisting on biting his trouser leg and listening to its low whimper, for some reason Zheng Qing felt a pity in his heart, and in a panic, he didn't have time to think about it, he reached out and grabbed the top flower skin of the puppy, threw it in his basket, and then fled quickly in a scolding sound from the window.

The distance of one hundred and ten meters ended in an instant, and when he came to the street, looking at the bright lights around him, Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief. Looking back, the night sky was still silent and peaceful, and only a huge black shadow could be faintly seen flying into the distance.

The puppy lying lazily in the basket raised his head to look at Zheng Qing, his dark and shining eyes were bright and shining, as charming as the endless starry sky. Zheng Qing suddenly felt that maybe it would be better to bring this little guy home, after all, this is one corpse with two lives, or one corpse with multiple lives, if he directly left it on the street, this injured puppy may not even survive tomorrow morning.

In a hurry to get home, he didn't notice the cunning smile that the puppy in the basket picked at the corners of his mouth, otherwise he would definitely take out a handful of rune paper and smash it at this little thing.

Endless red, intense red, overwhelming red, is the only hue in the whole space. It seems to be rendered with blood, so that the whole world is filled with the atmosphere of slaughter and despair, Zheng Qing stands alone in this endless red, fixed, stunned, stupid, just silently looking at this monotonous world.

Gradually, the light murmur sounded in this monotonous world, the sound became louder and louder, and in the end, the wild and deafening sound echoed in this space, as if tens of millions of wild wolves were looking at the moon and howling, and as if tens of millions of ironclad men were beating drums and shouting in the wilderness, contradictory and heavy.

But Zheng Qing, who was standing alone in this space, didn't feel anything, just opened his arms and closed his eyes, and stood there quietly. More and more red piled up, and a thicker and thicker blood-red cloud gradually formed above Zheng Qing's head, getting heavier and heavier, until it finally submerged Zheng Qing.

"Plop," With a scream, Zheng Qing got up from under the bed. fell under the bed again, this is the first time, Zheng Qing is a little helpless, but he is helpless, he can't tie himself to the bed to sleep.

Compared to the experience of hitting the wall with a headache and sleepwalking on the counter when I was a child, it seems that falling out of bed while sleeping is not a big problem.

Rubbing his somewhat swollen forehead, Zheng Qing completely forgot the blood red color in his dream, only remembering that he was chased by a huge thing, and he woke up after chasing him, as for his clear memory, it was still on the big eagle with a pair of jade-colored eyes.

Speaking of the eagle, he raised his head and nervously searched around. Soon, he saw the puppy in his bedside pile of clothes.

Yesterday I was a little dizzy, I just cleaned the puppy at random, and fell asleep by myself, but I didn't expect this puppy to consciously find a comfortable place. Reaching out to scratch the puppy's erect big ears, Zheng Qing only felt that this puppy was so likable.

I swept the alarm clock next to the pillow, and it was not yet six o'clock.

Zheng Qing walked barefoot quietly to the balcony and looked up at the sky.

It's good, the morning star is still on.

He took out a handful of golden particles and sprinkled them on the window edge of the balcony. Zheng Qing glanced at the corner of the wall with slanted eyes, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, then closed his eyes, sank into his dantian, and slowly stretched out his fists and legs with the rhythm of his breathing.

It's very Tai Chi, but it's not at all. Zheng Qing has been practicing this guiding technique for nearly seven years, and according to his husband's requirements, he persevers every day.

The paper ball in the corner of the wall moved.

A small ochre-skinned, fat creature climbed up the window edge along the smooth wall. When Zheng Qing finished punching a few times and was concentrating, he saw that the little thing was constantly stuffing things into his mouth.

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you. Zheng Qing adjusted his breathing and looked at the mouse happily.

The little thing didn't pay attention, just stuffed these little golden particles into his mouth, and only wiped his beard when his cheeks were clearly bulging, and stopped slightly.

I don't know what kind of mouse it is, but it looks like a guinea pig, short and stubby, with round ears and black eyes, short limbs and tailless, but only the size of a fist, and a bit like a hamster, petite in size, skin on cheeks, and sharp front teeth. Since I discovered this little thing when I was a child, its size has basically not changed, and it is very magical.

Although I don't know the variety, this little thing has never lacked a name. When Shukebeta was popular when he was a child, this little thing was called 'Shuta' by Zheng Qing, and it was always stuffed into the model aircraft by Zheng Qing to fight with the monsters;

After punching today, refreshed, Zheng Qing wanted to give the little thing a new name.

"Well, since Lord Ben is completely free now, you can call it freedom. But the name of freedom is a bit vulgar. In English, it is free. Free, Fury, good sign. However, looking at your fat body, this 'blessing' should be regarded as 'fat'. ”

"Well, from today onwards, your name will be Fei Rui!" Zheng Qing frowned and made a very complicated deduction. The little thing shoved the last golden particle into its mouth, glanced at the person he didn't know, wiped his face steadily, paced slowly to the window, and slid along the heating pipe to the small nest he had opened.

Zheng Qing pursed his lips, rubbed his face vigorously, lazily returned to his room, and fell on the bed dejectedly, not knowing what to do next.

Freedom, I always thought that what I wanted most was such a life, but after indulgence, after relaxation, an uncontrollable sense of emptiness rose from the bottom of my heart.

I remember reading a book about philosophy when I was very young, there was a school of philosophy, I can't remember what it was called, this school of thought explored the meaning of life, or the meaning of existence. In their view, life has no meaning. What is the purpose of living and dying, decades as a day, ordinary and numb life?

Canon's soothing tone suddenly sounded, Zheng Qing picked up his phone and hummed, "Moxi Moxi?"

He was called out to the party again, and he couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face, every day is like this, he eats and sleeps when he is full, he wakes up and eats, and he wants to stop playing with the computer. Such a comfortable day seemed to be so enjoyable and wonderful before, but now, alas. Zheng Qing found that he couldn't wait for the arrival of the college entrance examination results, whether it was good or bad, it was somewhat rushing, and if he failed the exam, he could consider going out to work, and he could enjoy the long-awaited college life after the exam.

The sleeping puppy rolled over, and its big fluffy tail flicked naturally. Zheng Qing's eyes blinked, but he quickly turned his head again, leaving the thought just now behind. He must have been dazzled, he saw three tails just now! Although this little dog's tail was very strange, very similar to a squirrel, it couldn't have grown three.

Hallucinations, hallucinations for sure.

He trusts his eyes and, more importantly, his feelings. This little thing was brought back by myself, and it was definitely not a dirty thing.

The family is not against raising small animals, provided that there is no odor and no garbage. After Zheng Qing actively solved these problems, the puppy with a big belly stayed at Zheng Qing's house.

The days passed like this, and Zheng Qing's life still hovered between sobriety and decadence. The only thing that upset him was the puppy he rescued last time.

After the injury was healed, the big belly puppy gave birth to a small squirrel-like puppy, and then the baby squirrel grew to the size of a fist and disappeared without breastfeeding.

Flicking his tail and not taking away a trace of trouble, he left behind a lot of long hair, and a poor little white dog.