The little golden retriever was beaten several times by the woman. He rolled on the ground in pain, but he still had no intention of fighting back. He even retracted his sharp claws for fear of hurting someone when he struggled...

"Stop hitting it, it's not a bad dog, auntie, it doesn't bite, auntie..." The little girl was held in the arms of her grandfather and shouted in a childish voice.

A young woman next to her rolled her eyes: "What do children know? Mind your own business!"

I couldn't help but want to step forward to stop him, but Xuan Ye took the first step and grabbed my wrist, preventing me from passing...

"Xuan Ye..."

"It's time is running out, let it go. If you are used to the evil in the world, you won't want to be a human being in the next life."

I live more.

Soon, mall security guards rushed up with tools.

A pair of pliers was placed around the little golden retriever's neck, and regardless of its painful struggle and screams, he roughly pressed it to the ground and dragged it away——

The mall manager humbly kept bowing and apologizing to the men, women, and children. Some parents of the children still insisted on making complaints and shouted at the manager with ferocious faces:

"This is a shopping mall, are all your shopping mall managers freeloaders? This is a snack area, and there are many children during the holidays. Which baby was bitten? Can your shopping mall bear this responsibility?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry everyone, I'm sorry, it was our negligence."

"I don't care, let your boss come out, the store manager come out! If you don't pay mental compensation today, we are not done with you!"

"Don't be impulsive, everyone, be patient and don't be impatient, be patient and don't be impatient..."

After a long hustle and bustle, the little girl finally broke into tears and interrupted the crowd:

"Grandpa, they are so fierce, they are all bad people...Grandpa, the dog is going to be beaten to death. Grandpa, I don't want the dog to die...The dog is very good. The dog helped me fight off the bad dog last time.

dog……"

There was a sudden silence in the mall...

When Xuan Ye and I chased him, the security guards had already returned to the mall with the crime tools.

I grabbed a security guard and asked anxiously: "Where is the dog?!"

The young security guard sighed and pointed towards the back of the mall, "I didn't kill it."

I quickly searched in the direction he pointed...

Later, under the eaves behind the shopping mall, I found it lying on the lap of an old man sobbing gently——

The old scavenger used the few remaining wound medicine powder to apply it to the new wound that had just been broken and bald today, and touched its head lovingly:

"You, you are like this, and you still go inside. In the human world, snacks must be exchanged for money. Be obedient, grandpa will save enough money to buy potato chips in a few days, and grandpa will buy them for you then.

Oops, little dear, if you are gone, who will pick up the mineral water bottle for grandpa? Those people are so cruel, but I feel so bad for grandpa... This medicine is almost gone, and grandpa doesn't even have money for us to eat.

I don't even have the money to buy this kind of medicinal powder to treat injuries.

Little fool, you are not alone, you also have grandpa."

The little golden retriever's eyes were wet with tears and he sobbed slightly.

I approached the man and the dog, sadly took out the change from my pocket, and put a few ten- and twenty-yuan notes in the iron basin used by the old scavenger to beg.

The old scavenger was wearing tattered clothes and was sitting on the straw mat in a slovenly manner. He touched his dog and glanced at the money.

"Oh, there are more and more rich people nowadays, but there are fewer and fewer rich people who are willing to give money to others for free. Little girl, you are the first person this year to give me so much money. It is good to be caring.

Yes, it’s just that in this era, love is of no use. People, sometimes, are less affectionate and righteous than a dog.”

I also squatted down, looked at the sad and crying little golden retriever, and asked the old man: "Is this your dog?"

The old scavenger sighed: "No, I picked it up. I just picked it up half a month ago."

I nodded: "Then, is it a stray dog?"

The old man leaned against the wall and shook his head: "This is a breed dog. Breed dogs should not become stray dogs. Before it wandered with me, its original owner was a little girl who had just turned twenty. She was pretty.

She’s pretty, wearing a pink dress and smiling like a model doll in a TV commercial.”

"Then, where is his original owner now?"

The old man raised his head and sighed sadly: "Hey, he's dead."

My heart tightened: "What?"

The old man hugged the dog and said helplessly: "He died of leukemia. He died half a month ago. At that time, I was living in a bunkhouse on the ground in the woods of the hospital. The child even came to see me before going to the operating table.

She told me, Grandpa, after I finish the operation, I will treat you to fried noodles, hot dry noodles and shrimp noodles, and I will treat you to drink juice and beer.

Unfortunately, the operation failed and he was pronounced dead just two hours after entering the hospital."

"It's like this..." I asked hesitantly: "Then this dog..."

The old man continued: "When the little girl was being treated in the hospital, the dog could not go in to accompany her, so she lived with me in the bushes.

This little guy is sensible and knows that he will influence the little girl to receive good treatment. He runs to the window of the little girl's ward three times every morning, noon and evening, and calls out to say hello to the little girl.

After saying hello, he came back to pick up the water bottle for me. The little guy stayed with the girl outside for more than half a year. After the girl passed away, her family abandoned him. I had no choice but to adopt him and take him with me.

I went out wandering with it."

I pursed my lips and said distressedly: "Are all the injuries on its body caused by being beaten when it entered the shopping mall? It is so sensible, why does it always sneak into the shopping mall, and even if others beat it, it will not leave."

The old man's eyes became wet, and he added, "Girl, you don't know, before the owner of this little guy went to the operating table, he told him that he hadn't eaten snacks for a long time and wanted to eat potato chips.

After the girl entered the operating room, the little guy ran out of the hospital. After a long time, he came back with a bag of potato chips in his mouth from nowhere and was covered in injuries.

However, the little guy happily delivered the potato chips to the door of the operating room, but he happened to see the hospital staff covering its owner with a white cloth and pushing it out... At that moment, the little guy cried on the spot.

Maybe the little guy mistakenly thought that his owner died because he didn't deliver the potato chips in time, so from then on, he ran to the mall every day. No matter how others beat him, he just wouldn't leave. Occasionally, he would take out a bag of potato chips.

When it came out, before it was even delivered to my arms, the mall security took it away.

The injuries on its body were not caused by the mall security. The security guards felt sorry for it and did not do anything to it. They were all wealthy customers, and they all beat them to death. There was a male customer a few days ago.

I sold it to a dog dealer, and it took three days for it to come back... No, there were multiple holes in its head.

I took it to a pet shop with a very nice owner to have it checked for injuries, but after looking over and over, the owner just told me not to save it, as it would only live in a few days."

"Turns out it just wanted potato chips."

"I think its last wish is to hold the potato chips and see its original owner again."

I rubbed my sore nose and gave it a bag of potato chips I bought: "Here."

When the little golden retriever saw the potato chips, he immediately became energetic.

Wagging his tail happily, he stood up from the old man's arms, bit the bag of potato chips and ran away——

"Doudou!" the old scavenger called it worriedly.

But it still ran away without looking back.

I stood up in confusion: "Where is it going?"

The old scavenger put away the banknotes in the iron basin: "Let's go see its owner."

"Its owner?"

"It's in the cemetery ten kilometers away."

As the old man expected, it did go to meet its original owner.

After running for more than an hour, with the soles of my feet bleeding, I finally found the small space that belonged to my original owner among a group of tombstones.

Potato chips were scattered in front of the girl's tombstone, and the little thing lay under her tombstone, scratching the name on the tombstone with its paws.

A wailing cry echoed through the empty mountains and fields.

Suddenly, a shadow of a young girl appeared behind the monument.

The girl had long shawl hair and was wearing a white skirt. She walked over with a bright smile, squatted down, and rubbed the little guy's head, "Doudou!"

The little guy suddenly pricked up his ears, raised his head and saw the girl, cheered up and rushed towards the girl.

The tail kept wagging like a fan, grabbing the girl's shoulders, and uncontrollably stretched out his black tongue to lick the girl's pretty face.

"Hahaha, okay Doudou, stop licking, your face is covered with saliva!"

Hearing his master's stop, the little guy immediately stopped obediently and sat obediently in front of his master. His two sluggish pupils suddenly lit up.

Injured little paw pushes potato chips to young girl.

The young girl picked it up and ate a piece in front of the little guy.

"Doudou, you are so clingy to me. What would you do without me?"

The little guy whimpered and burst into tears, seemingly silently expressing how much he had missed her for so many days.

"Okay, don't be sad. I'm living a good life now. I'm living happily in another world without pain or restraint."

The little guy wagged his tail and whined coquettishly.

The girl held the little guy's paw and said with a sincere look: "Doudou, I'm here to pick you up. Come with me, okay?"

The little guy stood up and called to the girl.

The girl pursed her lips happily and smiled: "I knew Doudou would be willing. Let's go to a world where there are no bad people, no pain, and no separation...to be together forever."
To be continued...