[K] The growth and evolution of the owner and the dog

The next morning, Weizman got up, and then tossed the boy who was lying on the bed.Slapped his butt exposed outside the quilt with his hands. "Alang, don't stay in bed! Get up quickly."

The boy impatiently waved Weizman's hand away, frowned and muttered, and pulled the quilt in a daze. "what..?"

Weitzman looked at him amusedly, sat on the edge of the bed, and continued to harass him. "I'll take you to see a doctor today." The boy opened his eyelids slightly, looked at his smiling face, and lifted the quilt to cover his head with some annoyance. "No!"

"Aaron~" Weitzman grabbed the quilt and played a tug-of-war with the boy while explaining. "I'm not asking you to do an experiment. It says that after this body quality test, you will not be held accountable at all."

The boy revealed half of his face from under the quilt, and asked suspiciously. "real?"

"Of course it's true." Weitzman took the opportunity to lift the quilt, and stood with his hands on his hips. "You are about to become a citizen with legal status, aren't you happy?" Afterwards, some distressed thoughts fell on their foreheads. "But what's a good last name? Yelang Weitzman, isn't it a bit strange?"

The boy slowly got off the bed, then opened his arms in front of Weitzman, waiting for him to change his clothes, and the corner of Weitzman's mouth twitched. "I said Aaron, won't you learn to dress yourself?"

The boy tilted his head. "Won't."

Forget it, he also accepted his fate.He didn't want the boy's body to be seen by anyone at will, so he forbade the servants to serve him and put on his clothes himself.The teenager is dependent on him, isn't this what he wants, why not do it?

The teenager looked at him busying himself, with a soft expression on his face. "You didn't lie to me, did you?" Weitzman looked up,

Kissed the boy's mouth lightly, then stroked his head. "Do not you trust me?"

The boy was silent for a moment, then nodded. "letter."

He waited on the boy to wash and wash as usual, but he always felt that something was about to happen.It's just that he didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing, so he just took it as the good news that the boy was going to be formally transformed from an experimental subject to an ordinary human being, and was dazzled.

When he took the boy downstairs, Crodia, who was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, was gone, and he probably went to the laboratory again, so he didn't pay much attention.Picking up the note that Crotia wrote to him last night on the coffee table, he took a look and told the driver to get ready to go.

Then he smiled and stretched out his hand to pinch the boy's nose. "Are you scared?"

The boy grabbed the clothes on his arm and looked up at him. "No."

"Then let's go."

Xiao Hei followed silently. What Shi Ban said to him last night made him still unable to react.He had thought a lot, thought that after his death, Xiao Bai would still have such a beautiful face forever.This feeling of mine will never come true.But at least he was human.Shiban told him that the boy named Alang was him.And he is the slate itself, which means that he is no longer a human being, and he cannot say what it is.

This is too outrageous, and what's even more outrageous is that before he became the colorless king, he had his own life and his own personality.His personality is completely different from that of the boy, so how could he be the same person because of his similar appearance?If it was the same person, why did he seal up his own memory.And Xiaobai why, forgot everything again.

He sat on the trunk of the car and watched Weitzman treat the boy tenderly in the car. It was no longer glaring and jealous, but an indescribable pain.Knowing that the two of them will eventually separate, seeing this scene makes me feel that the world is impermanent.

The car drove into a villa area that was somewhat remote from the city.The scenery here is very good. The white fences on both sides of the road are full of sunflowers, giving people a warm and refreshing feeling.Villas of different styles, large and small, made of white tiles stand in it, forming a harmonious scene.

"Xiaobai." Weizman, who was telling the boy what to pay attention to, suddenly heard the boy's cold voice.

"what happened?"

"This place..." He looked at the sunflower field outside the window, and vaguely saw a scarecrow standing in it, and a black crow standing on it, chewing something in its mouth, and its blood-red eyes were creepy.He turned to look at Weitzman, his voice trembling. "Xiaobai, let's go back."

Weitzman followed the boy's line of sight, only seeing a field of flowers exuding vitality under the sunlight.Thinking that the boy was afraid of the next inspection, he hugged the boy in his arms and comforted him. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you."

The boy grabbed his arm, lowered his eyes and whispered. "good."

The car slowly stopped in front of one of the villas, and Weitzman hugged the boy and knocked on the door. "Excuse me, is Dr. Enka there?" Weitzman was surprised when no one opened the door, let alone responded. "Huh? Didn't you agree to come to visit today, why is there no one?"

He looked at his watch, knocked it a few more times, and found that there was no one there, so he turned around and left.The moment he turned around, the door opened.

"Is that Adolph K. Weitzman?" He turned his head and saw a very young girl standing at the door. The girl saw her gaze, waved her hands playfully at him and stuck out her tongue.Weitzman was frightened by her eyes, but he always maintained his proper manners and nodded. "Yes, please

Is it Doctor Enka? "

But Xiao Hei was stunned, because he was very familiar with these eyes and this face.His eyes were one blue and one green, and he had only seen one in his consciousness, and that one was indeed someone with a deep relationship with him.No, it's not so much a human as an animal that can take human form.

Neko... isn't this in his memory?Why……

"Me? I'm not." The girl laughed. "Doctor Enka has been waiting for you inside for a long time." As he spoke, he turned and waited for them to go in. Weitzman led the boy in with him, but found that the boy's body was as stiff as a log. He could only comfort him in a low voice, and then used his own Supporting the boy with his body, he was forced into it.

It wasn't that he didn't care about the boy's abnormal behavior, but because he thought that after the physical examination, the boy would be able to completely return to his normal status and follow him, he got carried away and was very anxious.

The interior of the whole villa is a bit dark, and all the lights that are lit are yellow, which is a bit oozing.Weitzman followed the girl with the boy.When I first entered, the first floor was still a normal daily home.Later they came to the entrance of the basement, and the boy shivered under Weitzman's support, looking extremely pitiful.

"Go down next, he'll be waiting for you below." The girl said, and then waved to them in a friendly way. "Don't be frightened by the things inside." He said, and smiled strangely at the position where Xiao Hei was.Xiao Hei thought she could see him, but she walked away.

Weitzman nodded his thanks, then helped the boy, walked in, and stepped down the stairs.

"noob……"

"Ok?"

"Can you really be free?" He raised his head, his eyes were bleak and filled with doubt and anxiety. Weitzman couldn't see clearly in the dim light, but he could feel it.He brought his lips to the boy's ear. "Don't worry, I won't abandon you."

"..."

Weitzman guarded the boy behind him, pushed open the basement door, and then was frightened.There is also a door inside, and there is a faint green light around it, which is very strange.On both sides of the passageway between these two doors, there are corpses soaked in formalin.

Some rot before they are even disposed of, and are then randomly discarded inside.Human organs, stumps, and the bodies of various animals, Weizman suppressed the feeling of vomiting, and looked down at the boy.Only then did he feel how different the boy was from ordinary people.The young man looked calm and didn't react at all when he saw this. Weizman was a little frustrated and took his hand and walked forward.Weitzman was ready to be frightened before pushing open the green-lit door.It turned out to be just an ordinary room.There are common measuring instruments, height meters, weighing scales, and an operating room separated by transparent glass.There are some medicines on the innermost table.An old man with white hair and hunchback stood beside the table. Hearing the sound, the old man put down the test tube in his hand, pushed his reading glasses, looked at them, and said in an old voice. "Are you here?"

"Excuse me, is this Dr. Enka?"

"Haha, do you think there are other people here?" The old man walked over with Weitzman leading the boy, and then pointed to the chair. "sit down."

Weitzman signaled the boy to sit down, and the old man took out his stethoscope and made gestures on the boy a few times.Then motioned for the boy to open his mouth, "Ah."

"Ah..." The boy opened his mouth cooperatively.Then the old man tested him with an electrocardiogram, and some other instruments Weitzman didn't know about.He sat aside a little hesitant.

"Did you bring your ID here?" the old man suddenly asked Weitzman.

"what?"

"Ah what, did you bring it here?"

"What to bring?" Weitzman wondered, his sister didn't ask him to bring anything.

"Documents."

"What documents?"

The old man coughed helplessly a few times.Stretch out the old hand and count. "First, are you his guardian? Have you brought your ID with you? Second, have you brought the boy's information and photos? If you don't bring anything, how can I fill in the information?" He sighed. "Young people nowadays..."

"Ah, I'm sorry. I'll go back and get it now." Weitzman turned to leave, but the boy ran over and grabbed his clothes, clutching them tightly.He said softly, "Alang, I'll go back and get my things, and I'll be right back."

"No!" The boy was surprisingly stubborn.

"Alan..." His head hurt a little.

"No!"

After such a back and forth, even Weitzman's good temper could not help being agitated under the stubborn and unreasonable demands of the young man.At this time, the old man stood in front of a big machine, urging the young man. "That boy over there, come quickly, my time is precious."

The boy didn't move, just staring at Weitzman.Weitzman could only reach out to pick him up, put him on the machine, and then sighed hearing the sound of the boy's hands and feet being fixed by something. "I'm just going back to get some things, and I'll be right back, Aaron, don't make trouble, okay?" He hoped that the boy would let go of his hand, let him go and come back quickly, and then everything would be settled.

In this way, the boy will completely engrave their family's name on his name and completely belong to him.The boy's hand holding his clothes gradually loosened. Weizman thought that the boy understood his words, and then reached out to stroke his head. "So cute."

But Xiao Hei saw the weird smile on the corner of the old man's mouth.And on the back of the boy who was fixed on the instrument, there was an imperceptible syringe containing a strange medicine.This is not because he is willing to let go, but because he has to let go because of the loss of power.

He wanted to open his mouth to tell Weitzman, who was leaving in a hurry, that there was a fraud in it, but he couldn't make a sound.Wait, a thunder in his mind stunned him.The doctor's address was given to Weitzman by Crotia, which means.Claudia acquiesced in this matter?She wants to hurt him? !

The boy watched Weitzman go further and further away, opened his mouth weakly, and called out. "...Bai..." He wanted to reach out and grab his figure, but he was powerless.

As he said, he will be by his side, always.

Watching Weitzman leave, the old man changed his previous style, and his hand movements were no longer weak. He grabbed the young man's neck fiercely, and then said viciously. "You also fell into my hands, experimental subject. Thank you so much, Claudia."

The boy is not a fool, so how could he not know who told Weitzman about this.It was just because of the drugs that his consciousness was a little blurred.

Weitzman..you..

said..

fraud……

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