Desperate to meet a dog

Huang, who was wet all over, returned to the company to report on his work. President Otomo was shocked when he saw this, and asked him repeatedly what happened.As soon as Huang opened his mouth, he sneezed without warning. President Otomo stopped asking and immediately urged him to go home: "Let's talk about what's going on tomorrow. Go back and have a good rest today, don't catch a cold."

Huang nodded and apologized to President Otomo for not forgetting that the truck seat got wet before leaving. President Otomo impatiently put him on a raincoat and kicked him out the door.Huang rubbed his sore leg, limped on his own scooter and drove home.

The container-style house was cold and silent. When the door was opened, a gust of wet wind blew head-on. Huang squinted his eyes and looked towards the balcony. The dim light shrouded the edge of the door, and the door on the right was ajar. Swaying slightly in the wind.

Strange, isn't the balcony door closed?Huang grunted, walked in the dark and closed the door, the wind stopped abruptly, he drew the curtains, walked into the bathroom and turned on the shower.The old water heater had been burning for a long time before it slowly released heat. He quickly took off his clothes and threw them into the laundry basket, then crawled under the shower and sighed comfortably.

Tonight was really bad. I saw the crime scene and was questioned by the police. There was also a strange shipment. What was the fresh food that disappeared?

Huang unconsciously rubbed the soap and made bubbles on his body, at this moment, there was a strange noise from outside the bathroom, he paused, and couldn't help looking at the bathroom door.Under the cover of the sound of water, the sound of a round object rolling on the floor appeared repeatedly in his ears.Huang frowned, he quickly washed off the soap bubbles on his body, and turned off the faucet, almost at the same time, the rolling sound disappeared.

Putting on pajamas, Huang walked out of the bathroom with a towel on his head, turned on the light and walked around in 1DK's room. The doors and windows were closed tightly, and the furnishings in the house have not changed, and there is no abnormality.

"Strange, could it be a mouse..." He wiped the ends of his hair, "Let the landlord come over and put some rat poison tomorrow." After talking to himself, he dried his hair and lay on the bed, thinking about the empty express mail .

The police should investigate.He thought, and there is the Kurama Temple where the mail was sent. It is impossible for the group of monks to send out an empty box, let alone the recipient died. It cannot be a simple coincidence, right?

Huang turned on his mobile phone and couldn't help but look up the route to Kurama Temple. After checking, he hesitated again.Do you want to get involved in such a bizarre thing?I don't feel so good...

Huang is not a Buddhist, nor does he believe in Christianity, but he is in awe of nature, especially places related to water, such as the sea.He is afraid of the ocean, and the endless darkness under the deep sea.And going through today's weird incident was like throwing him into a cold pool... Fortunately, it wasn't the sea.

Let's stop here, we can't go any further, and if we lose our job, it's not worth the loss.Thinking of this, Huang gave up his curiosity, lay down and wrapped his body tightly with the quilt, raised his hand to turn off the light, leaned his back against the wall and closed his eyes.

The sound of the rain continued, the sound of tick-tock leaked into the cochlea, the body calmed down, and the aftereffects of being drenched in the rain also quietly occurred, and the feeling of being in a daze was like a blown up balloon inflated in his head, with hot and cold sensations appearing alternately , he tossed and turned, vaguely, the voice of Gu Lu resounded in the room again...

Very annoying, can you be quiet for a while.

Huang frowned and complained from the bottom of his heart, Gululu's voice weakened, and after a while, a little bit of coolness crept into the bed, he couldn't help wrapping the quilt tightly, and in a haze, a hard object hit his chest , showing a slight warmth.Huang's knotted brows stretched out. Although the source of the heat in his arms was unknown, he was greedy for that kind of temperature. He unconsciously folded his arms and hugged the smooth thing in his arms, feeling a little bit of unbearable coldness. was driven away...

The sound of the rain gradually became quieter, and the sound of breathing in the room became clearer. The light outside the curtains slowly adjusted to high brightness as time went by, and came in through the thin curtains.

Bird calls rang out sporadically, echoing back and forth crisply, and the thing in Huang's arm shrugged and arched his arm.Huang dazedly held down the moving thing, rubbing it unconsciously, after a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and looked down at his chest.

A smooth and dull egg lay in the crook of his arm, slowly stood upright under his gaze, with the slightly pointed end pointing up, and swayed twice like a tumbler.

Desolately retreated to the corner of the wall, staring blankly at the "egg" that greeted him. This egg is much larger than an egg, and its volume is like an ostrich egg. The surface of the eggshell is cyan, and you can vaguely see lines Light white stripes, he was shocked just now, the egg did not roll to the ground, but settled firmly beside his pillow, shaking.

What is this thing... Huang's thoughts were a little confused, he scratched his messy hair, he couldn't believe that he slept with this inexplicable thing last night, he really had a fever and burned his head.

Before he could sort out his thoughts, the egg lay down on its own and rolled towards where he was.Huang didn't know what he was afraid of, turned around in embarrassment, and climbed out of the bed from the other side.Seeing him running away, the egg seemed a little confused, it stood up again, obviously without eyes, but Huang felt the pressure from the sight.

Huang walked back to the entrance slowly with bare feet, just as he waited for an opportunity to rush out the door, the egg "standing" under his quilt suddenly moved.A strange wind blew over without warning, and all the things on the coffee table fell to the ground in a swoop, and Huang unconsciously turned his head away. At this moment, a heavy object hit his arms, and he Humming in pain, he subconsciously reached out to catch the UFO.

The wind stopped, and Dan, who had been staring at Huang just now, was lying in his palm.

Seeing the egg inexplicably transferred to his hand, Huang withdrew his hand in bewilderment, "Patta—" the egg fell to the floor, Huang's eyelids twitched, and he couldn't help kneeling down on the ground, carefully looking at the egg.

The corner of the eggshell was deflated, and spider web-like cracks spread across the eggshell accompanied by the sound of "crackling". Huang's heart was beating wildly. He stretched out his hands to wrap the egg with some fear, trying to slow down The speed at which it shattered was counterproductive. The sound of the eggshell shattering became rapid and loud, and within a short while, it shattered completely.

God... what did I do... Huang Xu's hands were trembling slightly, at this moment, a warm and sticky touch touched his fingers, Huang's hands trembled again, and he looked over.

A little guy was sitting in the middle of his palm, his fingers were grasped by his limp, boneless hands, as weak as cotton, and his head was covered with a hat-like eggshell.Huang opened his mouth wide in surprise, and couldn't help reaching out to lift the eggshell fixed on the baby's head, revealing a head with pale golden lanugo. He raised his head towards Huang and opened his eyes.

The water-blue eyes blinked in a daze, the clear color has a beauty that does not belong to the world, Huang's breathing is a little stagnant, and his head is a little hard to turn.God... what's going on?He is blind, right? This baby was hatched from an egg?How can this be? !

Just when Huang was wondering how this creature changed from viviparous to oviparous, "Plop-Plop--" he felt some strange sensations in his palm, and when he saw the suddenly born cub, he swayed his body uncomfortably Come, it seems to get rid of the protection of Huang.

Huang slowly let go of his hand, and the little cub fell forward unsteadily. Seeing that he was about to pierce the sharp edge of the eggshell, Huang quickly stretched out his hand to support his body. At this moment, Huang saw something even more puzzling. The first scene: The cub's back is covered with gray feathers, which are glittering with the gelatinous substance in the eggshell.

God, angel?Huang thought about it a little off-line, and couldn't help reaching out to fiddle with the little boy's wings. The little boy felt offended, and frowned and made an uncomfortable moan.

"Sorry..." Huang quickly withdrew his hand, and carefully let the little boy lie on his arm.It was too small, and Huang looked at the weird little cub with some concern. A normal human baby should have one when it was born, but it was not as big as two palms, so it was too weak no matter how you looked at it.

While Huang was muttering to himself, the little boy couldn't wait to spread his wings, but the thick jelly-like substance attached to his body hindered his plan, so he deflated his mouth and cried out loudly.The moment the crying sounded, an invisible whirlwind suddenly blew up in the room. The photo racks, cigarette cases, and magazines on the closet were all blown to the ground, and the fragile glasses shattered like firecrackers.

Huang stared dumbfounded at this disaster-like scene, he clumsily coaxed the baby on his arm, but another absurd thought flashed through his mind: could this strange wind be caused by this little thing?He is not human, is he? !Anyway, anyway...you have to calm him down first.

Huang has no experience in taking care of children. When he was boarding with distant relatives in the past, he hated those younger brothers and sisters who used crying as a weapon, let alone comfort them.But at this juncture, if this little thing is allowed to continue crying, he won't be able to keep his property!

"Oh oh oh, don't cry, are you hungry, or do you still want to pee?" Huang asked carefully and clumsily while resisting the wind blowing without routine, his hair was blown out of the air, It swings back and forth overhead.The cub ignored him, and cried like a koala holding his arm. As his cries amplified, the howling wind became more terrifying.

Huang Qiang held back the fear in his heart, twitched the corners of his mouth and said, "I, I'll help you take a bath first, you'll catch a cold if you're naked like this." As he spoke, he moved towards the bathroom with difficulty, and pulled it up against the wind. the door.He turned on the shower, and the water column was immediately blown everywhere by the wind. Huang hurriedly put down the shower head, so as to avoid becoming a drowned chicken again.

"Don't cry..." He looked weakly at the little brat who was grabbing his arm, "If you keep crying, I'm going to sleep on the street."

The little cub stopped talking for a while, opened his eyes and stared at him weepingly, just for a moment, the messy wind weakened a lot.Huang breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, another kind of worry spread in his heart: it was the first time he had encountered such a wicked thing, it seemed that he had encountered a real monster (cub), what kind of urban legend was this? ...

The water in the shower slowly turned hot, Huang tested the water temperature, dragged the washbasin, and put the cub in it.The little thing seemed to know that he needed to be bathed, and sat in the basin without any resistance, continuing to stare at Huang with his beautiful blue eyes.Huang was stunned for a moment, and sighed as if defeated: "It's really...it's quite cute when it's not crying."

He washed the gelatinous substance on the little cub with water, and gently touched his skin bit by bit without hesitation, as well as the somewhat abrupt wings on the back. The little cub lay on the edge of the basin, shaking his wings from time to time Expressing his comfort, after working for half an hour, Huang grabbed a towel and wiped him clean carefully.

Sitting on the washstand covered with a towel, the little boy spread his wings as he wished.His wings are very small, not as long as his arms when stretched out, and the feathers are just basic down feathers, which can't let him fly at all.He patted the towel with his hands, and yelled "ahhhhhhhhh" at Huang proudly, stretching his wings rhythmically while yelling, Huang watched the little boy's move, and couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth: This is... showing off his wings ?

Huang sat slumped on the ground as if surrendering, looked at the old wood-plastic ceiling and sighed weakly.