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Chapter 17 Extra Story: Big Dog

I am a dog.

People say I am a Chinese pastoral dog.

My world is black, white and gray. I always thought that there were only these three colors in the world.

A few days after I could open my eyes and see things clearly, I was taken to the vegetable market by my master to sell. I was with me and other brothers and sisters. At that time, we didn’t know our future destiny. Was it bought by well-meaning humans, or was it bought into a restaurant as a meat dog and fed into the stomach of humans.

The noisy vegetable market, the yelling of the owner, the passers-by coming and going, my ears have not yet been erected, they just drooped.

Humans often say that the first life is birth, and the second life is meeting the right person.

The same is true for dogs, my mother gave me life, and a good master is my second life.

I was lucky enough to be bought back by a man. I was held in the arms of the hostess at the time. Her soft hands gently rubbed against my head, which relieved my nervousness about strange environments and strangers. I licked Her hand, expressing my intimacy with her.

She smiled lightly and said a few words to the host, her tone was soft and warm, just like the sound of sucking her mother's milk. I thought, maybe I can look forward to my new home.

When I arrived at the new home, the hostess carefully put me in a simple kennel and fed me milk.Sometimes, she would put her finger into my mouth as a prank, and let me suck it, and then she would laugh out loud, maybe she felt very happy.

Days passed by, and I finally grew up, with a new name, Bandit.I don't know if the name is good or not, but I like when they call me by my name. Whenever they call me that way, I will run over quickly, and because of the excitement, my tail will always wag by itself.

I patrolled my own home. I know there are two buildings, a large fruit forest, and a pond. Oh, I often catch fish there.

Every time he was found out, the host would be furious, and the hostess would stroke his back while pretending to hit me fiercely.I know, she just wanted to scare me, because she never hit me, just let me squat in one place to "reflect".

In my opinion, it's just time to sleep.

Staying in this house until the third year, I have an extra little master.

I am a little unhappy, because the two masters are always around the little master, I feel a little lost in my heart, even though I still take care of Guolin dedicatedly.

Until one day, the hostess brought the little master to me. I looked at the little face of the little master. I felt that it was not good-looking at all, and it was still very fragile. I leaned close to her and licked it. It was soft, just like when I was a child. The softness of the hostess touching my back.

The little master is so small, so I feel that I must protect her well.So, I spent more time with the little master, and of course, I was still sleeping most of the time.

The little master can walk, and I often accompany her slowly. It seems that the two big masters feel a lot more relieved by my behavior. Therefore, I go to more places with the little master, and we spend more time together. longer.

Tragedy also happened on that day.

I went to the pond with the little master, and the little master said he would catch fish for me to eat, um, yes, the little master was also very kind to me.

I squatted next to the little master, who was sitting on a small stool by the pond, holding a fishing rod suitable for her—this was made by the male master himself and used with the small stool. It should have been a sunny and leisurely day. afternoon.

I heard the sound of the soles rubbing against the ground, I listened with my ears upright, I felt a little uneasy, I smelled a pungent smell, I started to bite the corner of the little master's clothes, I hope she can follow me out of here .

The little master stretched out his hand and patted my head, and said soothingly with a babyish voice, "Good boy, you will catch fish soon."

I watched a group of weird humans walking towards us, the little master seemed to be taken aback, the fishing rod fell into the water, I bit the little master's clothes, wishing I could take her away with my mouth.

The little master sat on the small bench and cried loudly. I didn't dare to walk away easily, so I could only bite those human legs fiercely. Me and the little master, I feel a little scared, but the little master is still behind me.

In the end, I failed to protect the little master. Some liquid flowed from my eyes. I don’t know what it is. The male master hugged my head and his voice choked. The hostess talked for a long time, and then I saw the hostess finally cried, and she cried in the arms of the host.

No sound was made, but I felt more sick than any hysterical sound.

There were too many wounds on my body. When I was carried back, I bleed all over the place. I have always been groggy for the past few days. I think I am probably going to die, just like the little master.

The hostess has always stayed in the room these days, looking at me silently, her eyes full of sadness, she may be feeling sorry for me, or it may be because of the little master.

The male host would occasionally go out to find some food, but the food was limited, and they gave me some food, but I didn't eat it, I thought I was going to die, and eating it was a waste.

After seeing me pushing all the food back, the hostess hugged me and cried again. This time she cried aloud, and I felt much better in my heart. I don’t want to see her silent like last time. Crying, the heart is pulled up, the tail is lazy and doesn't want to shake.

We stay in this small room, there is only the host and hostess and me in this room, there is a bad smell in the room, yes, urine and urine are all in the room, the host is always comforting the hostess, "Someone will come to our rescue."

Day by day, the two masters lost weight, very thin.

I am not dead yet.

The hostess is a little weird these days, she always looks at the window----there is already sealed, I feel strange, my energy is not as good as before, I think, this time it should be I was really about to die, I suddenly missed the little master and his soft hands, and then I fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, the hostess had disappeared.

I don't know what happened. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw the host kneeling in front of me. After seeing me wake up, the host froze for a while, then hugged me and cried, and the knife in his hand followed me. When he fell to the ground, he cried like a child, reminding me of those ignorant brothers and sisters who don't know what will happen in the future, and my mother.

And of course the little host and hostess.

I seldom see the hero cry, most of him are smiling.

The host hugged me and cried miserably. I stuck out my tongue and licked his face, and there was a salty taste in my mouth.

"It's only us, nannie... I'm gone too, I don't want to eat you, you are also a member of our family, and nannie also said that I can't eat you, you see, we have been hungry for so long, but we feel that this is ours Bottom line, we don't want to be like the monsters out there..."

"I'm sorry, I'm really... I'm a little incoherent, but, bandit, you have to live well, you know?"

I couldn't understand the male host's words, but I looked at his expression very strangely, I thought he was going to leave, and I whimpered.

The host stayed with me for a long, long time. He didn't eat anymore, and usually lay down. He... probably will die.

Until one day, when I grabbed him and he never opened his eyes and chatted with me, I knew that he would never wake up again.

I just guarded the male master like this, his body was very attractive to me at first, but I didn't move, I watched his body slowly turn into a pile of dry meat, I still lay on his body By my side, I thought, I will guard the hero until I die.