[Tutor] The Heart of Dwelling Myself

Qian Qiu kept telling herself that the man in front of her was actually a gentle person, but the aura he radiated from the inside out made her tremble unconsciously.Qian Qiu, who has always lived a peaceful life, has never dealt with such a person.She had indeed seen ferocious hooligans before, but it was the first time she had seen such a seemingly calm and astonishing face.That kind of inherent aloof temperament made her heart tremble.

Qian Qiu suddenly regretted calling out the man in front of him.Those Danfeng eyes with flying brows into the temples were faintly disdainful, as if they were very dissatisfied with her hasty interruption.But she moved her eyes to the little bird whose eyes were not particularly bright, and felt a little pitiful.

Either way, the little bird looked sick.Its feathers are shiny and smooth, and it can be seen that its owner has fed it very well.But now it narrowed its dark eyes slightly, a little dull, and its beak trembled slightly. If she hadn't learned this knowledge, she might not be able to see this tiny difference at all.

She quietly cheered herself up in her heart, then looked straight into the man's eyes, and repeated what she had just said.

"Well, your pet seems to be sick..."

The other party glanced over his shoulder quietly, and then looked at the signboard of the store beside him.It says Qianqiu Pet Shop.

are you sick.Skylark really felt that Yundou was a little unusual today, and he also vaguely thought that Yundou was uncomfortable, but after thinking about it, he felt that Yundou was just a little tired.When he saw this store just now, he also hesitated whether to go in and have a look, but he was always lonely and thought that he didn't need the help of these herbivores.

Thinking of this, he withdrew his eyes again, ready to move forward.

"Sir..." Qianqiu hesitated to speak, looking at the man who was about to leave, feeling annoyed in his heart.She could see that this man had noticed that the bird on his shoulder was sick and limp, but he didn't care and wanted to leave.How can there be such a master? !Fortunately, she thought this man was not as vicious as he looked.

"You really don't think about healing it? It looks pathetic."

Out of professional instinct, she stepped forward to stop the black-haired man last year, with a serious expression on her face.Thinking that the little bird's condition was not good, Qianqiu ignored the man's terrifying aura, and asked another question without fear of death.She has always liked animals, how could she have the heart to leave this poor little guy alone.

In fact, Skylark can easily tell whether the person in front of him really wants to heal animals, or whether he wants to make a lot of money.But the more people want him to do something, the less he wants to do it.His complexion suddenly became gloomy, and his graceful phoenix eyes were covered with a layer of shadow, looking very dangerous.

In this way, he passed the petite woman in front of him and walked away.

As for Yundou's unusualness...he would naturally find a way to figure it out.Forget about the pet hospital, the herbivores are all gathered there, and it's annoying to watch.

"What..." Qian Qiu stomped her feet, her usual gentle and gentle expression was replaced by inconceivable.In her eyes, it was hard to believe that someone would leave pets untreated.She went back to the shop angrily, looked at Mi Xiu obediently lying in front of the door, and rubbed his head.

Mi Xiu's healing smile made most of her anger disappear—forget it, maybe she has a designated hospital for medical treatment, if that's the case, of course she wouldn't choose her humble shop.

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When she woke up the next day, Skylark found that Yundou had her eyes closed.The claws are twisted and twisted, and it seems that it is a little unstable. It flaps its small wings to maintain balance, but it keeps rolling.The originally dense and smooth feathers were also slightly relaxed.

He raised his delicate eyebrows, remembering what the inexplicable woman yelled yesterday.It seems that Yundou is really not tired, but really sick.He stretched out his slender and beautiful fingers to tease the little bird beside him, but it unexpectedly didn't respond.The bird's beak trembled slightly, and it wrapped its body in its wings.

Skylark's eyelids softened little by little, and he lovingly held the Yundou, feeling its slight trembling movements in his cool palm.

This is Venice, not Pengo Lie's headquarters, and naturally there is no private doctor to treat Yundou.But he would never go to those hospitals with a lot of personnel, the noise was annoying.He pondered for a while, and decided to pick up Yundou and go to the small shop yesterday to have a look.

At least the herbivore could tell if Yundou was sick at a glance.He has always been fond of small animals, but now he feels a little distressed about the wilting appearance of Yundou, the little guy's feathers have lost their luster, and he looks pitiful.Yundou, who is usually lively and dances and can sing the school song, obviously has no energy today.

Get up, wash, eat, dress.

He walked out of the hotel with Yundou.

Venice is still sunny today, the sun is warm and genial.Walking on this kind street, I even feel better unconsciously.This warm city, surrounded by water, gently embraces the feelings of the Renaissance.The winding water alley and the flowing clear waves melt all the edges and corners, turning into a poetic and picturesque tenderness.

The gondola swayed with the tide, expressing old feelings, and the pigeons in the square in the middle of the street were cooing, waiting for the charity of tourists.Under the warm sunlight, the flowing water of the fountain collides with crystal water droplets, reflecting a faint iridescent halo.

He walked through the streets and alleys familiarly, and the storefront painted in light purple gradually became clear in sight. The sunflowers blooming at the door were smiling towards the sun, bright yellow and full of vitality.A milky white hangtag was hung in front of the door.There were no customers in the store, and it seemed to be so deserted all the time.

Qianqiu Pet Shop is also open today as usual.

The woman with long chestnut hair smiled and squatted on the ground looking at the fluffy and white-haired Samoyed, rubbed its head affectionately, and rubbed its face against it.

"Mi Xiu, you have to be good today. If you behave well, I will reward you with more chicken jerky."

The Samoyed named Mishu showed an angelic smile, stretched out his tongue and licked the woman's face, and wagged his fluffy tail happily, as if expressing his cuteness.

Skylark hesitated for a moment, approached this small and warm pet shop, and then stopped in front of this woman who looked like the shop owner.

She raised her head, a hint of surprise flashed through her clear brown eyes, and then she understood what was happening and smiled in relief.

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