I used to think that I was very disconnected from the frontiers of society, and even later entered the organization and went to various occasions for various tasks and occasions to deal with various characters, but I always watched the scene as a bystander, watching the scenes and performing various performances around me, either dressed brightly or were too obscene to. For a while, I felt like I was living as a spectator. Looking at the world created by this unknown object, it was bright and illusory. As the people in the play, we always ran around and searched for the so-called value. What era is Wuluo? For example, the confused and degenerate post-80s, and now the so-called post-90s who are absolutely mainstream.

Sometimes when I see those arrogant faces and vibrant figures, as well as those dressed in non-mainstream standards, I always sigh at the passage of time. The boys who have always hoped to grow up have learned to show arrogance and calmness in front of their peers. Some are dissatisfaction with wrinkles on their faces, and those energetic, who are only three or four years younger than me. I am old. I don’t know how to dress up and don’t understand trends. Last time, I brought some fresh power into the organization. While they worship me, I am also deeply jealous of their vitality. This is so far away for me who is already good at hiding everything of my own.

However, when the little girl in front of me called me uncle, I still frowned deeply. In front of me, she looked like freshly born pink bamboo shoots, giving childish greetings to an old bamboo with a yellow body. The inferiority hidden deep in the depths, the violence accumulated in the organization and society surged into my heart for a moment, and the murderous aura had been forced to spread all over my body in the environment I was in recently. The unintentional words of the little girl in front of me made me feel crazy.

"Why is it a little cold? Uncle, please hold it for a while. I don't want to treat this cute dog in my pajamas." She gently stuffed it to me, and she turned around and entered the inner room. As the door was gently closed, my tense nerves trembled. She smiled self-deprecatingly. What am I doing just now? How could I be so angry with a little girl?

After finally relaxing, I found a bench to sit down. The evil spirits in my arms were trembling. The blood circulation was not smooth, so it could not generate enough circulation and bring enough heat to resist this hateful weather. I felt a little guilty. It was strange that my life was about to pass, but the last thing I missed was the puppy that had been with me for a few months. After all, it was very fragile and had been with me, without any complaints. This fool dog probably was not at the age to dislike his treatment.

From the first time the landlord brought me the evil spirits, I mixed it hopelessly with the dog I raised before. As if it was by my side, I could feel the feeling of being in the yard of my hometown, living with so many dogs in the past without any pressure. I don’t have to pretend to be in front of them, and I will say a lot of things to them that I don’t want to say to others. Sometimes my family even demands too high, or a child bullies me, or even if my favorite basketball breaks a hole, I don’t even have to do anything to them.

I was so tired of them saying it several times. In my eyes, they were the best listeners. My grievances, the kindness I was unhappy to say to others, my inferiority, my glory. Even when I hang myself for the first time, I would tell the dogs I raised at the time. At that time, in my eyes, they knew me the best. They were even my breakthrough to solve the problem. My biggest question at that time was why I was alive. The answer they gave me was that they could lick it. It felt soft and warm.

The girl had already come out of the inner room, put on a pair of light blue fat pants, and a faint red color under her white coat. She suddenly took away the evil spirits, but looked at me and said, "Uncle, you seem to like this dog very much."

I was no longer interested in those two words, so I stood up: "Little girl, you'd better get it done quickly. I guess you don't want to look at such a cute and sexy dog ​​so uncomfortable, right?"

"Hehe, I'm fine. I, Xiao Yan, have no dog that I can't handle. Oh, this dog seems to be pure black. It's really rare."

Seeing her holding Bi Xie up and down, left and right, I really wanted to beat her up.

The girl named Xiao Yan finally got serious: "It's strange, why is it so shaking so powerfully." She started checking in a hurry. Seeing her rushing around with tools I couldn't see, she couldn't help but feel thrust in her heart. The wizard reaction was very strong and she resisted violently. Xiao Yan was comforting her in a low voice.

Perhaps in Bixie's eyes, it was almost dead. The way I fixed its blood circulation was to learn from my master's method of fixing the eyes, sealing the thicker blood connection points in the form of acupuncture, and only allowing the blood to flow in a very thin way, causing the previous flow to suddenly decrease. However, the fixed flow seemed to encounter the water flow in the shallows, and the impact would only rush around the blood vessels. That feeling, not to mention a dog, even a cow could not bear the howling. Bixie seemed to know that the needle was pricked by me, without any howl, but just trembled silently to show resistance.

I had the urge to push the fool away with the helpless girl home and stab her back. I had already given up resisting, so why bother torture my beloved dog so to cover up? I secretly scolded myself for being ambivalent.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan had already found the pathology in his own way, but frowned and said, "Who is so perverted? You are so pitiful in torture this dog, dog, you are so pitiful." She looked at the evil spirits in her arms indulgently, and then looked up suddenly: "You stupid uncle, you must have been tortured by the dog for no reason. That kind of doctor should go to hell."

Looking at her questioning eyes, my heart suddenly became extremely panicked. I really should go to hell to ward off evil spirits, right?

She ignored me and gave Bixie medicine. Bixie felt very resentful of a cold thing inserted into its front and lower arm. She gave me a resentful look and wailed softly, as if she was blaming me, the master, why she had pricked it last night.

As I rushed, tears blew. The world became blurred with my mental collapse. I'm sorry, to ward off evil spirits.

He didn't even dare to get close to warding off evil spirits, but just looked at it from afar. Xiao Yan carefully sootheed. After a while, she looked up and looked at me casually, but she shouted in surprise: "Uncle, you're crying." The fair hand pointed straight into my heart as if he was punishing sin.

I dodged a little: "Where is that, by the way, are you and the man outside here here?"

She looked at me and shook her head for a while and said, "No, there were two more, but during the Chinese New Year, it was just me and my nephew."

Nephew? The man outside the door who is obviously more than one hundred years older than me?

The man's muffled voice sounded outside the door at the right time: "My sister-in-law, I'll accompany this elder sister to the city hospital for a look. No one is here today. Don't tell my dad when you go back. Please watch a movie tonight."

Xiao Yan was obviously a little unhappy, and his mouth turned into a duck's beak: "You lazy, you know you're so playful. I will definitely tell my brother tonight. You wait, stupid bear."

A voice that was drifting away came from outside: "Okay, I'll bring you Tiramisu, be good, good aunt."

Looking at Xiao Yan's pouting mouth in front of me, I couldn't help but laugh when I heard the incredible conversation just now.

Xiao Yan stomped his feet and hummed silently.

I walked over and the evil spirits had settled a lot. I lay there, raised my head, and looked at Xiao Yan who had just shouted loudly. At this time, I turned my head and saw me, and I still had the strength to wag my tail and licked my hand that reached towards its head. It felt really uncomfortable in my heart.

"Uncle, do you like dogs too?" Xiao Yan slapped me in the arm slightly, his big eyes flashed a little.

"Yeah." I didn't want to talk about this topic, I was silent. I just stroked the evil spirits and looked at it with a slightly tilted head as it enjoyed, and felt a sense of tenderness in my heart.

The little girl obviously didn't know how I was at this time, and she kept talking about her story about her and the dog. She grew up in the countryside and was very familiar with the dogs in the village. She didn't like to play with her peers all day long, but she liked to play with dogs. Later, after studying medicine, she became a veterinarian and came here to help during holidays. She talked about many embarrassing things about her, and before I knew it, my mood relaxed a lot. Looking at the simple and transparent girl in front of me, it was hard to imagine how she was playing with a dog.

The little girl pestered me and asked me to talk about something about me and dogs. Perhaps because I haven't really talked in since I was a little bit lately, I shared the deepest things in my heart with an outsider for the first time. I said something about what I loved to say to dogs since I was a child, including the things I said to dogs.

Xiao Yan listened quietly, and I said quietly all morning. I talked about a lot of situations when I played with dogs. As I was talking, I was flirting with. Indeed, those pasts occupied a majority of positions in my entire life. That was the only time when I could not think about my worries. The only time I didn’t have to fight with the class people, my friends, and my heart. I didn’t care about the class ranking, the gains and losses in the game, and the passage of time.

"You don't know, just the wolf dog I just told you, Heizi, every time I ran up at full speed, his long tail shaking into a big circle, and it hurts when I sucked on others." I am a bit like a big bad wolf who told stories to Little Red Riding Hood, but I am very happy that no one has ever liked to listen to things between me and dogs. Even in the very harmonious environment of organization, my subordinates and the people around me are related to whether I have ever soaked horses in my life, interrupted other people's noses, peeped at girls to change clothes, or even killed people. Now at the end of my life, there is a little girl who likes dogs, and at this time she is actually listening to my speech with full mouths. I feel very happy, and at this time I can enjoy the final satisfaction.

I paused for a moment, and Xiao Yan looked at me with all his eyes: "And what happened to Heizi in the end?"

Suddenly, a surge of sadness occupied my nerves: "Die."

Xiao Yan was still so excited: "Who is not dead? Are you dead?"

I laughed and said, "That summer, my Heizi and a female wolfdog in the village had a little wolfdog. At that time, the richest man in our village got a Tibetan mastiff. That day, the Tibetan mastiff broke the chain and came out to play crazy. He met Heizi's pregnant female wolfdog. And I took Heizi out for a walk and happened to see the Tibetan mastiff playing with the already dying female wolfdog like a cat play rat. Heizi jumped up like crazy. In the end, he was bitten to death by the Tibetan mastiff."

As my words trembled, I seemed to see the scene at that time again. Heizi was bitten and bleeding all over his body or stubbornly biting the big head of the Tibetan mastiff. The ineffective attack was like that in my mind, and the female wolfdog lying on the ground and wailing at the Tibetan mastiff. At that time, there were people around me. I stood far away, and my feet couldn't help trembling. I didn't dare to go up, nor did I dare to see Heizi being bitten to death. She was cowardly, like a rat afraid of death.

I tried hard to control the tears that seemed impossible to appear on me, and chuckled, "Actually, it's not bad. Heizi is at least accompanied by his beloved dog, and at least he won't be alone."

The girl on the opposite side actually turned into tears and patted me on the shoulder: "That dead Tibetan mastiff, that dead Tibetan mastiff."

There was a paper drawn on the table next to me, so I took it over and handed it to her, and smiled: "Looking at how you cry, you're like a child, just like a little stupid."

"You are so stupid that you can't help me. I don't believe you didn't cry at that time, uncle."

"No, I am a man, why are you crying?" I held my face and looked serious.

She wrinkled her nose and raised her middle finger. I was stunned and subconsciously slapped her on the leg: "You damn girl, don't learn it."

She didn't care: "Uncle, let's talk about it, I haven't cried like this for a long time."

I gave her a blank look: "You have a brain problem? What's the point of crying? It's almost noon. I'll buy something to eat. What do you eat?"

She was excited: "There is a stall with egg-filled biscuits on the east side of the street, I want to eat two."

Looking at her bright smile, I couldn't help feeling very happy: "Okay, then I'll buy five."

She looked at me strangely: "Uncle, you are a pig, so you can eat it." Her expression was a little disgusting, as if she was laughed at.

I was speechless: "I said you eat two of them, but why don't I eat three? I'm not a pig, I'm not that old."

Xiao Yan looked at me seriously: "Uncle, you make people feel that you are very mature at first sight." After saying that, he touched his chin and nodded as if he wanted to highlight the key points.

I was so angry that I laughed: "Damn, I can look in the mirror myself, so I don't need you to talk to me." After that, I opened the door and went out.

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It was very cold outside, and I had to run forward with my body wrapped around. There were many people on the road. After all, in the commercial street, a group of girls scattered on the street, with two or two together, some carrying their boyfriends, raging their youth in such sunshine.

There were many people in the egg-filled cakes. When it was my turn, I asked for five, and I immediately got angry and contemptuous eyes from everyone around me. The image of the rice bucket was completely deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and there were several women with perfumes who were instructing me to my look. We didn’t have haircuts for two months, we never washed our clothes, we were replaced, and we never used cosmetics to wash our faces. The image can be imagined, but now I will not think about the image problem with my brain.

After finally getting it done, I trotted all the way amid the dodging and disgust of everyone.

This girl, Xiao Yan, can reassure me of this. I guess she will not refuse even if I make my request later. She may ask, but it is okay to get away with it. The only thing is whether she is competent and let her keep a secret for me.

I entered the room filled with medicine again and realized how warm the room was. I couldn't help but sneeze. Xiao Yan had already poured hot water. I picked it up and covered my hands greedily. After Xiao Yan thanked me, he started eating without hesitation. His eating style was quite quiet and not too indecent. I tore a few small pieces to sniff the fragrance and raised my head to ward off evil spirits, and then ate it by myself.

Her stomach was a little swollen. But Xiao Yan began to sigh at the difficulty of setting up stalls. After the New Year, she went out to set up stalls to live. Looking at her temperament that was not greedy for fireworks, she knew that her family background must be good now, her hands were very white and thin, and there was no trace of doing rough work. It was not like, yes, not like a girl who spent her childhood in the countryside.

In an instant, an idea flashed through my mind. Could it be that she came to approach me on purpose? Or did I have a nervous system and random thoughts?

I wiped my hands clean and grabbed her hand in an instant, but didn't use any force. I said, "The hand is quite white, there is no flesh, but the hand of a beautiful woman." I smiled and touched her hand with my hands. There were a few calluses on her middle finger with her thumb, index finger, and I don't know if it was a scalpel or a gun. According to the reaction from her arms, it was not like a killer or a detective. Both of them generally have deep-rooted grappling skills. Even if I pretend not to resist, I can tell it with a little bit of a test. Obviously, the girl in front of me who was simply embarrassed at this moment is most likely to be clean.

I finally broke away from my magic hand: "Uncle, you hate it, I don't like you, I will declare first, don't be full and warm, and think about lust."

In the direct petrochemical state, what are the minds of young people nowadays?

I finally squeezed out a few words: "Where is it?"

"It's just that interesting to you. There's no one else now. I'm the only one who fights you alone. No one knows what you do. I can't beat you."

I lit her forehead and said, "Why do I feel like you are misleading me? I won't say it anymore, are you full?"

She spitted out her pink tongue: "I'm full, I usually eat more than one at a time, but today someone treats me, so I'll be happy to eat more."

After looking at her happy look, her heart was strange and she calmed down a little: "Well, you see, the evil-proofing bottle will have to be hung up. Can you help me a little?"

According to the calluses on her hands, she should have dealt with scalpels frequently at school, and I just need to disassemble the thread of the old injury of the task on me. To be honest, it is not difficult.

Xiao Yan was curiously ready to listen to my request. I was calm and was about to speak. When I felt a pain in my lower body, Duan Yuxu's lustful woman appeared in my mind. She didn't feel pain early or late. At this time, she was "spasm" again. The bone-thrusting pain made me subconsciously lean over and shrink to the base of the table.
Chapter completed!