Lights lit up in the smashed glass windows, and angry shouts and curses rang out in the quiet alley.
Zheng Qing held his breath and wanted to run away, but instead he hit his feet. A miserable whimper came from the side. He looked over and saw that the puppy was holding his trousers in its mouth. Its narrow eyes were wide and wide, staring at him closely.
, and wagged his tail in a flattering way.
"You bear witness, I'm not here now." He nodded irresponsibly. He didn't care about the angry eyes of the little guy at all. He pushed the car and wanted to run away. Unexpectedly, his trousers were immediately dragged down. He lowered his head helplessly.
Only then did Zheng Qing see that the puppy's hind legs were unnaturally tilted backwards. It seemed that he had been injured in the fight just now.
Seeing the puppy insisting on biting his trousers and listening to its low whimpering, Zheng Qing felt pity in his heart for some reason. He was so flustered that he didn't have time to think too much. He reached out and grabbed the puppy's top coat and pulled it away.
He threw it in the basket of his car and ran away quickly amidst a burst of curses coming from the window.
The distance of one hundred and ten meters ended in an instant. When he came to the street, looking at the bright lights around him, Zheng Qing let out a heavy breath. Looking back, the night sky was still silent and peaceful, and he could only vaguely see a huge black shadow moving into the distance.
The puppy lying lazily in the basket raised its head and looked at Zheng Qing. Its shiny black eyes were as charming as the endless starry sky. Zheng Qing suddenly felt that maybe it would be better to take this little guy home.
After all, this is one corpse with two lives, or one corpse with many lives. If it is thrown directly on the street, this injured puppy may not even survive tomorrow morning.
In a hurry to get home, he didn't notice the sly smile on the face of the puppy in the basket, otherwise he would have immediately taken out a handful of talismans and hit the little thing hard.
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Endless red, thick red, overwhelming red is the only color in the entire space. It seems to be rendered with blood, filling the whole world with an aura of chilling and despair. Zheng Qing stands alone in this endless space.
In the red, he was fixed, stunned, and silly, just watching this monotonous world silently.
Gradually, a soft murmur sounded in this monotonous world, getting louder and louder, until finally, a wild and ear-splitting sound echoed in this space, as if tens of millions of wild wolves were looking at the moon sadly.
The roar is like thousands of armored men beating drums and shouting in the wilderness, contradictory and heavy.
But Zheng Qing, who was standing alone in this space, didn't feel anything. He just opened his arms and closed his eyes, standing there quietly. More and more red colors accumulated, and Zheng Qing's head gradually formed a thicker and thicker blood red color.
The clouds became heavier and heavier until they finally submerged Zheng Qing.
"Plop," with a scream, Zheng Qing climbed up from under the bed. This was the first time he fell under the bed. Zheng Qing was a little helpless, but he had no choice but to tie himself to the bed and sleep.
Bar.
Compared with the experience of having headaches hitting the wall and sleepwalking in the closet when I was a child, falling off the bed while sleeping does not seem to be a big problem.
Rubbing his somewhat swollen forehead, Zheng Qing completely forgot about the blood red color in his dream. He only remembered that he was being chased by a huge thing. He woke up after chasing him. As for his clear memory, he still stayed at that
On a large eagle with a pair of emerald eyes.
Speaking of the big eagle, he raised his head and searched around nervously. Soon, he saw the sleeping puppy in the pile of clothes beside his bed.
Yesterday I was a little dizzy. I just cleaned the puppy casually and then fell asleep on my own. Unexpectedly, the puppy also consciously found a comfortable place. I reached out my hand to scratch the puppy.
With its big, erect ears, Zheng Qing just thought this puppy was so cute.
I glanced at the alarm clock next to my pillow. It was not yet six o'clock.
Zheng Qing quietly walked to the balcony with bare feet and looked up at the sky.
Very good, the morning star is still shining.
He took out a handful of golden particles and sprinkled them on the window edge of the balcony. Zheng Qing glanced sideways at the corner of the wall, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, then closed his eyes, breathed out in his Dantian, and slowly extended his fists to the rhythm of his own breathing.
Legs out.
It feels very much like Tai Chi, but not at all. Zheng Qing has been practicing this guidance technique for nearly seven years. According to his husband's requirements, he persists in it every day.
The paper ball in the corner began to rustle.
After a while, a small, plump thing with ocher-colored skin climbed up the window sill along the smooth wall. When Zheng Qing finished punching a few times and was concentrating, he saw the little thing keep pushing into his mouth.
Stuffed with something.
"Eat slowly, no one will compete with you." Zheng Qing adjusted his breathing and looked at the mouse happily.
The little thing ignored it and just kept stuffing these small golden particles into his mouth. When his cheek pouches bulged brightly, he wiped his beard and stopped for a while.
I don’t know what species this mouse is, but it looks like a guinea pig. It has a short and thick body, round ears, black eyes, short limbs and no tail, but is only the size of a fist. It is also a bit like a hamster, petite, with skin on its cheeks and sharp incisors. It has been growing since childhood.
After discovering this little thing, its shape has basically not changed, which is very magical.
Although I don’t know the species, this little thing never lacks a name. When Shuke Beta was popular when I was a child, this little thing was called ‘Shuta’ by Zheng Qing, and was always stuffed into model airplanes by Zheng Qing to fight with monsters; later
After the movie Shu Lai Bao was released, the little thing was renamed 'Dabao', as the saying goes, Dabao sees him every day.
After today's boxing, Zheng Qing felt refreshed and wanted to give the little thing a new name.
"Well, since I am completely free now, you can call it freedom. But the name of freedom is a bit vulgar. In English, it means free. Free, Fu Rui, is a good sign. But looking at your fat body, this
'福' should be regarded as 'fat'."
"Well, from today on, your name is Fei Rui!" Zheng Qing frowned and made a very complicated inference. The little thing stuffed the last golden particle into his mouth and glanced at the so-called one.
He wiped his face calmly, walked slowly to the window, and slid along the heating pipe on one side to the small nest he had created.
Zheng Qing curled his lips, rubbed his face vigorously, lazily returned to his room, and fell slumped on the bed, not knowing what to do next.
Freedom, I always thought that this kind of life was what I wanted most, but after indulgence and relaxation, an uncontrollable feeling of emptiness emerged from the bottom of my heart.
I remember reading a book introducing philosophy when I was very young. There was a philosophical school, I can’t remember its name. This school explored the meaning of life, or the meaning of existence. In their view, life has no meaning. Life is meaningless.
What is the purpose of living an ordinary and numb life for decades?
Canon's soothing tone suddenly sounded. Zheng Qing touched the phone and hummed: "Moxi Moxi?"
He was asked to go out to the party again, and he couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face. It was like this every day. He would go to bed after eating, eat when he woke up, and stop playing on the computer. Such comfortable days seemed so enjoyable in the past.
How wonderful, but now, alas. Zheng Qing found that he could not wait for the results of the college entrance examination to arrive. Regardless of whether he was good or bad, he was somewhat anxious. If he failed the test, he could consider going out to work. If he passed the test, he could enjoy the job he had longed for.
University life.
The sleeping puppy turned over and swung its big fluffy tail naturally. Zheng Qing blinked, but quickly turned his head and threw the thought behind him. He must have been dazzled, just now
He actually saw three tails! Although this puppy's tail was very strange and looked like a squirrel, there was no way it would have three tails.
An illusion, it must be an illusion.
He believed in his eyes, and even more so in his feelings. This little thing was brought back by himself, and it was definitely not a dirty thing.
The family is not opposed to raising small animals, as long as there are no odors or garbage. After Zheng Qing actively solved these problems, the pregnant puppy settled in Zheng Qing's house.
The days passed like this, and Zheng Qing's life was still wandering between sobriety and decadence. The only thing that made him unhappy was the puppy he rescued last time.
After the injury healed, the big-bellied puppy gave birth to a squirrel-like puppy. After the squirrel grew to the size of a fist and stopped nursing, it disappeared lightly.
The flick of the tail did not take away any worries, leaving behind long hair all over the ground and a pitiful little white dog.
This chapter has been completed!