Maybe it was because of the box of fried rice, maybe there were other reasons, he didn't know...
In short, the black dog chose him.
And she stayed with him forever.
…
"I'm very happy..."
My head was under the white dog's head.
…
…
Think of a dog as family?
Nothing like that happened after that.
Because I really feel that I am so unlucky.
Daotie is getting impatient.
What it eats less is the human fruit stand.
Cong Cong is the solution.
It wants to eat!
Who cares about those messy problems?
The icy hot tones sparkle with a cool luster.
Even if he resorts to external forces, even if he is superstitious, he still hopes to make himself lucky.
…
"Thanks to him for his hard work."
Da Taotie reminded Xiao Xiao that it was time to eat.
But I was very touched by the child's thoughtfulness.
Do I regard Feifei, Daotie and the others as my family?
I almost thought I was finally going to see the seven-leaf clover with my own eyes...
He was probably a little crazy at that time.
After being silent for a few seconds, Cong Cong turned around and looked at Xiao Xiao.
…
He paused consciously and stepped back.
…
I've been alone for a long time.
…
…
His life went on so peacefully.
Congcong followed Xiao Xiao.
ah?
If it accidentally eats human food, no one will notice.
The big boy's voice was no longer crying.
I sighed heavily.
"I'm so sad."
Xiao Xiao raised the corners of his mouth.
"...go to sleep."
It created a bond of connection between them.
Xiao Xiao smiled.
"What else is needed..."
The old man murmured.
The old man... seemed very sad.
No white dog yet.
I helped the old man take the door down.
so……
It shook its head.
At the same time, the boss's hand slowly and accurately grabbed the child's clothes.
The child even mistook the eight-leaf clover for the seven-leaf clover.
…
Those words moved Cong Cong.
The child was startled.
I'm very lucky.
…
The old man said with emotion, "I gave you fried rice that day..."
"Thank you for the good luck he gave you."
…
The sound dissipated in the air.
…
…
The old man hugged the white dog tightly, which seemed to be sleeping.
Bad.
I know it’s going to be the year of the monkey and the month of the horse.
…
I also hope that no unlucky person will become my scapegoat.
…
I'm very depressed.
"Ouch~"
Although it is very understandable.
It will eat too little food from humans.
Xiao Xiao looked back at it.
A rare opportunity
indeed.
Until the end, White Dog gave me a piece of luck.
I?
…
Whether it was a coincidence or whether the child's feelings really touched Xia Tian, I gradually resumed my work.
"Thank you for the luck he brought you."
Have we become a family?
Family members do not become family members because of blood ties.
The old man closed his palms.
The boss took a step and walked out of the stall.
…
"??~"
From the looks of it, it seems that he is quite interested in the old man and the white dog.
When I walked out of the unit building, my eyes suddenly lit up.
Xiao Xiao shook his head slightly.
Why?
"A rare opportunity."
…
…
Congcong tilted his head and looked at Xiao Xiao.
Cong Cong's eyes moved from the big white monster with red stripes lying under the human's shoulder... to the big white monster under the human's head, which was difficult to ignore at first glance.
Didn't get any luck either.
…
Yes...
"He."
…
Do more of your own recovery.
But he did not continue to be unlucky because of this.
certainly.
Xiao Xiao was slightly startled.
"You thought he was going to stay a little longer."
certainly.
"You guys are going to eat next."
"It must have taken a lot of effort to find that seven-leaf clover..."
Congcong nodded.
Never been firm.
It doesn't matter even if no one finds out.
I tilted my head slightly.
Feifei's eyes opened.
"Is he coming?"
He didn't find it.
Xiao Xiao smiled.
…
There is no longer a white dog to accompany me in front.
The old man curled his lips.
The corner of Xiao Xiao's mouth raised slightly, "Human food?"
The abundant sunshine shines on.
The old man smiled.
I wanted to agree, but I wasn’t moved by that human suggestion.
…
…
There is no feeling of breaking away from the atmosphere where the old man and the white dog said goodbye just now.
All humans who meet those conditions must...
Can you still find what's under its head?
…
pity.
It's just this child.
"Thank you for spending so much time with you."
By chance, a child passed by.
From from from blink to blink.
That glutton really has nothing but food in his head.
Nor did they become family members just because of getting along and accompanying each other the day before yesterday.
…
"This is what is called good deeds, right?"
"It's more of a presence that accompanies the boy and hasn't become a family yet."
"Want to have a taste..."
What about him?
I collected that eight-leaf clover.
Fortunately...
Xiao Xiao walked out of the old man's house carefully.
There was a time when he was frantically looking for a four-leaf clover.
After all, special humans see it.
Still no one will do anything for me.
"You choosing me is the greatest luck in my life."
Xiao Xiao looked behind.
Anyway, if there are so few fruits piled together, no one will notice the ones with more than one or two.
Did you ever expect to see Eight-leaf Clover in such a situation again?
This is just a dog.
I am also depressed that at the end of my life, I will not die alone as I imagined early on.
…
Xiao yelled, "Stop!"
"You are my luck."
Years later, while lying in bed, he received a clover from a child...
"He came out too."
But it can be regarded as vaguely understood.
In this case...
"Yes for you."
"Um."
…
I still feel a little bit sad in my heart.
"Ouch!"
Of course I have never eaten human food.
…
But it is an unprincipled monster.
The movement there attracted the attention of other passers-by who had not yet passed by.
It's all important!
That's the most important thing!
"Let him go!"
The last time I met a human being who could see it...a human being who was afraid of it...a human being who was willing to treat it to a meal...
Take a bite of an apple or pear or other fruit that interests it.
…
He was actually a little surprised.
He took them...
I still couldn't help but ask my doubts.
No one really noticed that there were extra fruits under the stall.
"But to this old man, Lei Zi is just a dog..."
Based on the white dog's performance afterwards, I can imagine the white dog trying hard to find the seven-leaf clover.
