Chapter 12 Corner

The puppy just started jumping up the stairs through the alley, but later it couldn't jump anymore. Wang Zici looked at the puppy's cute and annoying appearance, laughed, picked up the puppy,

Rush upstairs quickly.

"How about it? It's not as fast as me."

Wang Zici stroked the puppy's head. The puppy was panting with its tongue hanging out, and lay resting in Wang Zici's arms. Wang Zici knocked on the door, and Yan Manjia stood at the top of the stairs behind him.

His father Wang Xunrong opened the door and saw Yan Manjia standing behind Wang Zici with very kind eyes. Suddenly Wang Zici appeared in his father's sight. His father subconsciously avoided it and sneezed one after another.

Wang Zici suddenly remembered that his father was allergic to hair, so he turned around and handed the dog to his sister, pulling his father to a safe distance.

"Dad, you're not allergic to dogs, are you?"

"Where...where is the dog?"

Wang Xunrong looked at the puppy in his daughter's arms and said in shock. His gentle expression also changed. He looked at the puppy with repulsion, but he could also see that his daughter liked the puppy very much. He saw how innocent and cute his daughter was.

Smiling, he gradually fell into a trance, recalling the happy scenes of his daughter playing with him at the beach when she was young.

When Wang Zici was about to talk to Yan Manjia, Wang Xunrong grabbed him and shook his head.

"It's okay, it's just a sneeze."

"Go and ask your sister for dinner."

Wang Xunrong walked into the room and took out a mask from the drawer and put it on.

Wang Zici knew that his father had made up his mind not to let him say it, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"I'll go down and put the puppy at home first."

"No need, both you and it come in."

Wang Zici was a little angry when he saw his father sneezing while wearing a mask. After Yan Manjia entered the door, he took his anger out on the door and slammed it shut with a bang.

Wang Xunrong noticed his son's behavior. When he walked past Wang Zici with rice in his hand, he stared at Wang Zici with sharp eyes. Usually Wang Zici was used to this kind of look, but this time it was different. His father was wearing a mask.

, coupled with his father's tall body and unique temperament, Wang Xunrong's first impression in the darkness was that he was being targeted by a "murderer", and he felt that a bowl would be placed on his head at any time.

He stood motionless, his breathing stopped, his whole body was trembling and sweating, and he was so nervous that he didn't dare to swallow.

It wasn't until the moment the lights turned on that he realized that it was his father, not some terrible "murderer", but a good and knowledgeable father wearing glasses. He stood there breathing the air, slowly walked to the living room, and saw the little boy.

The dog was eating the meat his father gave him at the table. He picked up the puppy's bowl and led the puppy out to the balcony. They lived on the top floor, so the balcony was very spacious. The puppy obediently walked out to the balcony and ate the bowl.

After eating some meat, he saw that the puppy was very quiet, so he returned to the living room.

"Take off the mask."

Prince Cizuo stood next to his father Wang Xunrong and looked into his father's eyes and said.

Yan Manjia, who was sitting next to eat, realized that Uncle Rong might be allergic to dog hair, but why didn't Uncle Rong tell her? She was confused, but she didn't know how to ask. She observed her uncle while eating the food, although

My uncle is very tall and makes people feel untouchable, but he doesn't seem to feel that way toward me as he imagined. Instead, he feels very kind to me inexplicably.

Wang Xunrong saw that his daughter had been eating white rice, so he picked up the clean and unused chopsticks on the table and put several pieces of sweet and sour pork ribs into Yan Manjia's bowl.

"Uncle will cook whatever you like from now on."

"Thank you, Uncle Rong."

Yan Manjia said to Wang Xunrong with a bright smile, then finished the sweet and sour pork ribs in the bowl, and Wang Xunrong continued to serve Yan Manjia with braised pork.

Wang Zici saw his father's amiable eyes lingering on his sister's face. He saw that his father only ate a few mouthfuls of rice in his bowl, while he ate the food in big gulps and looked at the innocent puppy on the balcony.

"If you don't eat it, the food will be cold."

The father looked back at his son, knowing that he was hinting, so he put down his chopsticks and picked up the chopsticks he had used to eat.

"Uncle Rong, I'll wash the dishes."

"You and A-Chinese are taking a walk. You should rest during the holidays."

When Yan Manjia stacked the bowls together, picked up the dishes and chopsticks and walked into the kitchen, Wang Xunrong walked in front of Yan Manjia and blocked her way, took the dishes and chopsticks from her hand and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes and chopsticks.

Wang Zici found a rope and a collar in the debris pile on the balcony, put it around the puppy's neck, and then went out with Yan Manjia.

There are all kinds of people walking on the street. The evening wind blows coolness on their cheeks. There are also aunties dancing in the street. From their bodies, you can see the vitality of their youth, and they are still full of enthusiasm now.

, looking at the aunt behind who couldn't keep up with the rhythm, trying hard to keep up with the pace of the aunt in front, I could only worry for her.

Wang Zici followed the steps of the puppy and strolled to Xiaba. There were even more people in Xiaba. There were also several groups of people dancing in the square, which was very lively. However, the mixture of mixed songs and shouting made Yan Man

Jia is extremely bored.

When she shuttles among the noisy crowd, she will be extremely conspicuous because she is out of place.

People coming and going would look back at the two of them. Wang Zici took the puppy and followed the puppy's steps to the edge and down the short stairs. There was a small stream here.

However, there was only garbage in the creek, and the rancid smell of garbage immediately hit Wang Zici's nose. He quickly covered his nostrils with his sleeves.

"Wow, Xiaojiazi, do you like... this taste?"

Wang Zici tugged on the dog leash, seemingly talking to the puppy. He turned around and saw his sister sitting on the ladder in a daze, so he ran to sit next to her. As he ran over, a gust of wind blew through her short hair. At that moment, he realized that his

My sister is definitely the prettiest sister in the world, and Kako-chan is so bored between them that she scratches her head and ears.

“Is the sea going to be like this?”

Yan Manjia's eyes became more and more melancholy as she looked at the garbage floating in the stream and said.

"If that day comes, mankind will really be hopeless."

Wang Zici stroked Xiaojiazi's head and sounded like an adult who has seen through everything.

Yan Manjia silently wiped away the tears flowing from the corners of her eyes, turned around and left the stream. Suddenly a strong wind blew, and the strong wind blew the short hair on the back of Yan Manjia's neck. Wang Zici vaguely saw something like something on her sister's neck.

With a long and thin scar, Wang Zici's face suddenly turned pale, and he looked at his sister's back in shock.

"I...I must have seen it wrong."

Wang Zici walked up the stairs and saw that there was no trace of his sister in the crowd in front of him. He led Xiaojiazi and looked around for his sister, but he couldn't find it. He was scared and nervous now. He was afraid that there would be something on the back of his sister's neck.

The slender scar he saw just now, he kept letting his brain convince him that there was something wrong with his eyes. He was nervous that he had lost his sister, and no matter how hard he searched, he could not find her.

Harbor City

Night markets in big cities are more lively, with people and vehicles coming and going.

Wang Geyan was walking on the street with a cane. Not far away, a small group of people gathered together and it was very lively. They seemed to be watching some performance. They cheered one after another. Wang Geyan just wanted to pass by, but the cheers stopped.

At that moment, he heard the cry of the monkey, so he stopped and turned around and approached the crowd, leaning on his cane and walking towards the crowd with his long legs.

The crowd was not very large, but they felt a gust of cold wind blowing around them. A tall man passed by them, and they all looked up at him.

Wang Geyan's eyes were filled with coldness in his strands of white hair. He looked at them sideways, and they were frightened by his cold eyes.

"Come on, hurry up, his eyelashes are all white, he must be suffering from some disease."

They were scared away by the boy in front of them, not because of Wang Geyan's unique temperament, but because they were worried that he had some strange disease. They were afraid that it would be transmitted to them, and they were worried that they would become as "attractive" as he walked on the road.

Attention”.

"Hey, don't even leave."

When the busker saw that the audience had dispersed, his eyes were fixed on the man standing in front of him who was half taller than himself. Although the busker complained about him very much, he could not scold him and leave because he knew that he must

Unable to defeat this strong man, he wanted to vent his anger on the little monkey who was performing so hard. He took out a whip from the box and raised his hand to whip the little monkey full of scars.

Wang Geyan raised his cane and hit the busker on the back, only to hear a scream.

Wang Geyan knelt down and was about to pick up the little monkey, but the little monkey avoided Wang Geyan. The busker got up from the ground and was about to open his mouth to scold Wang Geyan, but because of his words, his face became red.

A shameless smile appeared.

"Give you the money and give me the animal."

Wang Geyan stood up with a cane and his voice was very cold.

Wang Ge took out a card from the inner pocket of his white windbreaker and threw it in the busker's face.

The busker quickly picked up the card, blew the dust, his eyes were bright as if looking at the card, and when he saw the numbers written on the card, he ran away without taking anything, and held it tightly in his hands.

Hold the card.

While running, he said with a smile: "It's just a dead monkey who lives for nothing."

Not far away, Chen Shi saw Wang Geyan and walked to him.

"Let people follow him."

Wang Geyan stared at the back of the busker who was feeling happy in front of him.

"Know."

Chen Shi nodded, walked aside, took out his cell phone and made a call.

"Don't be afraid, you are safe."

Wang Geyan smiled and whispered to the little monkey curled up on one side. The coldness in his eyes was gone, leaving only tenderness.

The little monkey saw the silver watch on Wang Geyan's wrist. The little monkey thought that Wang Geyan had lost his freedom like himself. He wanted to step forward and take off his chain, but he couldn't reach Wang Geyan no matter how he walked.
To be continued...