【Interstellar Contract Magician】Ruyuanke

Little white dog, little white dog...

It's getting a little dark.

The little white dog still didn't come back.

I didn't message him though...

But he didn't reply either.

……

It's in that disconnected state.

Of course there was no connection at all.

I also sent one or two messages to harass Ye Lin, but he didn't reply to any of them.

Then I sent him a message asking for money and he transferred the money.

Very good, well done.

……

Maybe he didn’t want to reply to my message when he saw it.

But when they saw that I wanted money, they had no choice but to transfer it.

I am speechless about this.

He also took a screenshot and sent it to Ye Qing.

Three consecutive clicks.

I don't mean to complain at all.

Absolutely not.

……

The little white dog came home quite late.

And it was covered in moisture.

Even the city weather created by the environmental projection system.

It still makes everything wet.

Including the little white dog who went out in the rain.

A wet little white dog.

……

He opened the beige black and white checkered umbrella in the entrance hall.

Take off the khaki trench coat.

There is an extra pair of my shoes in the shoe cabinet at the entrance.

He placed the black low boots he had just taken off next to my shoes.

This way, things will become different from before.

……

He was still dressed in a simple and elegant outfit.

Linen shirt with white trousers.

The whole person matches his name very well.

……

He called me with a smile, and I went over to him like a real kid.

Came close to him.

Hey, it’s the smell of coffee.

It smells good.

A little white dog that smells like coffee.

It smells good.

……

Dinner was still made by Wen Ya herself.

Still, a large table of food was prepared quickly.

While eating, I talked to him about whether to add more beds.

He said he went to the residential center today.

There are a few good houses. Let’s discuss them later.

……

This wave is very...

Don’t buy a bed, buy a house directly…

……

At night, I still sleep with the little white dog.

He still held me in his arms in a sleep-coaxing posture.

I asked him why he wanted to adopt me.

He was silent for a long time...

There was a long silence...

……

Until I couldn't stand the sleepiness anymore and fell asleep.

All I heard was a light sigh from him.

……

In a dream.

I dreamed that the little girl was squatting in front of me.

Just look at me like that.

I just looked at her like that.

Keep watching.

Watch.

She raised her hand and touched the rose on my wrist.

Rose is sharp...

The blood just flowed down my arm...

It turns out that this rose is really prickly.

……

She still looked at me.

Maybe I can't understand why I'm fine.

I think I should move my wrist away at this point.

But I also feel that this cannot be done.

I leaned over slightly and touched the top of the little girl's head.

The confusion on her face grew even more intense.

But his hand did not prick the rose thorn again.

Drops of blood dripped from the rose's steel thorns onto the girl's head.

That thick black hair on top.

The rose pricked her...

……

For some reason, I feel a little sorry.

It was obviously, it was obviously her rose...

Roses mean so much to her and to them.

but……

……

The roses are not mine.

I don't really need it.

this is not fair.

Although no matter which world it is, there is no fairness in the world.

But this is not what I want.

……

The girl reached out and took my hand off her head.

I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.

She motioned for me to squat down.

I don't know why I could understand what she meant.

I squatted down in front of her.

And she...