fierce dog

Mo Dong didn't know when the rain would stop, but he had already prepared for the whole night.

On the way, he went upstairs to get something to eat. Seeing how the golden retriever was gobbling it up, he probably hadn't eaten all day.

"It would be great if I could raise you." Mo Dong patted the golden retriever's head and murmured.

If he can raise it, he must dress it up beautifully, take it out to play every day, feed him a lot of delicious food, and let it live happily.

"Your brother also forgot about you today." Mo Dong looked down at the golden retriever, "Did he learn to be stupid and forget that he has a big dog at home?"

The golden retriever licked the yogurt seriously, completely ignoring what Mo Dong was saying.

"Silly dog." Mo Dong nodded the golden retriever's head, looked up at the heavy rain outside the corridor, hoping to stop quickly.

After another half an hour, the golden retriever had fallen asleep at his feet, when Mo Dong suddenly heard someone shouting in the rain outside.

Out of curiosity, he walked out with an umbrella, and saw a figure in the distance looking for something in the rain, and kept turning his head to look around and shouting something.

Mo Dong came closer again, and met the boy in front of him.

"Song Zhou?" Mo Dong asked uncertainly. The boy in front of him was holding an umbrella, and it was dark and raining now. He just felt that his figure and voice were somewhat familiar.

Hearing the voice, Song Zhou raised his umbrella, showing an anxious face.

"Are you looking for the golden retriever? I saw it was drenched in the rain, so I brought it back." Mo Dong saw that although Song Zhou was wearing an umbrella, his whole body was already soaked, and he must have been looking for it in the rain for a while.

Song Zhou heard that the golden retriever was fine, and his anxious expression relaxed, but the next second he yelled at Mo Dong angrily: "Who told you to take it away!"

Mo Dong was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Song Zhou to be so angry, and explained: "I just..."

Song Zhou didn't want to listen to him, and interrupted him impatiently: "Where is the dog?"

Mo Dong shut his mouth, turned around and pointed in the direction of his home.

Song Zhou ran towards the direction he pointed, and Mo Dong followed behind.

After entering the corridor, the golden retriever had already woken up. He was very happy to see Song Zhou, so he got up and wagged his tail at him.

Song Zhou squatted down to observe the golden retriever, and he was relieved after confirming that it was fine.

"I was worried that it would be raining all the time, and your supermarket was closed, so I brought it back." Mo Dong stood behind him and whispered.

Song Zhou's body paused, without turning his head, his voice was muffled and deep: "I'm sorry, I was too anxious just now."

"No," Mo Dong raised the corner of his mouth reluctantly, "I brought it back without the owner's consent, so I should say sorry to you."

Song Zhou stood up without looking at Mo Dong: "Thank you, I took it back."

"En." Mo Dong glanced at the golden retriever, and waved it slightly with the hand hanging by his side.

Just when Song Zhou opened his umbrella and was about to take Jin Mao out, there was a muffled sound behind him. He turned around, and saw that Mo Dong, who had been talking to him just now, had fallen to the ground, holding the golden retriever in his hand. The umbrella he was wearing also fell to the ground, leaving traces of water stains on the concrete floor.

Song Zhou squatted down quickly, and felt a burst of heat when his hand touched Mo Dong's skin.

After a pause, he raised his hand to touch Mo Dong's forehead, which was also hot.

The golden retriever squatted beside them and looked at the two of them without knowing why. Mo Dong's eyes were closed, his expression was a little painful, and his face was flushed due to fever.

"Does he have a fever?" Song Zhou asked Jin Mao in a low voice, but unfortunately Jin Mao couldn't answer him, and he didn't know what a fever was.

Song Zhou was a little at a loss, and finally frowned and carried Mo Dong on his back, then turned his head and told Jin Mao: "Wait for me here."

"Woof!" The golden retriever agreed to him.

It was still raining outside, Song Zhou grabbed Mo Dong's arm with one hand to prevent him from slipping off his back, and had to grab the umbrella with the other hand, looking quite embarrassed.

Fortunately, there was a clinic across the street. He carried Mo Dong on his back with difficulty, and kicked the door with his foot.

The clinic was closed, but the doctor was still packing his things inside and did not leave. He heard the sound and came out to open the door.

"Song Zhou?" The doctor knew Song Zhou, and quickly opened the door to let him in. Seeing that he was carrying someone on his back, he said in surprise, "Your mother was injured again?"

Finally entering a place where there was no rain, Song Zhou threw the obstructing umbrella on the floor, walked in with Mo Dong on his back, and placed it on the hospital bed.

Only then did the doctor realize that Li Yan was not the person Song Zhou carried, and immediately asked him, "Are you a classmate? What's wrong with him?"

Song Zhou took a breath before saying, "I have a fever."

The doctor took out the thermometer from the cabinet and measured Mo Dong's temperature - 38.5 degrees.

"Yo, this fever is serious." He turned around and took the antipyretics, asked Song Zhou to set Mo Dong flat, hung the antipyretics on the shelf, and stuck the needle into the back of Mo Dong's hand.

Although Mo Dong hadn't woken up yet, his brows were tightly furrowed, looking very uncomfortable.

"Is it raining?" The doctor tested the temperature of Mo Dong's forehead with the back of his hand.

"Hmm." Song Zhou glanced at Mo Dong on the hospital bed, and asked the doctor in a low voice, "Is he all right?"

"I should be able to retreat after the infusion." The doctor turned his head to look at Song Zhou, and said with no surprise, "Do you want to treat the wound on your face as well?"

Song Zhou shook his head.

The doctor sighed, "Anyway, the medicine is inside, you can use it yourself. Are you here to accompany your classmates or go home?"

Song Zhou thought of his golden retriever who was still waiting in the corridor, and said, "I have to pick up the dog."

"Your family's golden retriever?" The doctor curled his lips. "If I say no, let your parents give the dog to someone else. I feel sorry for it when I see it."

After finishing speaking, he whispered like a sigh: "You two are poor."

Song Zhou pursed his lips and said nothing.

The doctor waved his hand: "Go quickly, I'll leave the door open for you."

When Song Zhou brought the golden retriever over, the doctor left the clinic to them and went home to sleep.

Song Zhou sat on the chair next to the hospital bed, Jin Mao sniffed around in the clinic, and finally lay down next to the hospital bed where Mo Dong was lying.

Song Zhou looked at it from the side, and said in a low voice, "Little traitor, did you like him so much so soon?"

The golden retriever lay on its stomach and moved its tail, not knowing whether the answer was yes or no.

Song Zhou didn't intend to bother with it, got up and closed the window of the clinic, and said in a low voice, "Go to sleep."

It had been several hours since Mo Dong woke up, and he lay in a trance on the bed for a while before realizing that he was lying in the clinic.

The needle in his hand has been pulled out, and his brain is still a little heavy. He sits up from the bed after a while.

As soon as his feet touched the ground, the lying golden retriever woke up and raised his head to rub against his legs.

"Why are you here?" Mo Dong stretched out his hand to touch the golden retriever, and when he looked up, he saw Song Zhou who was sleeping soundly on the chair in front of him.

Probably because he was extremely tired, Song Zhou leaned his head against the wall and fell asleep in a very uncomfortable position.

Mo Dong got off the hospital bed lightly, took a glass of water from the water dispenser and drank it, then turned to look at the clock on the wall.

4 points in the early hours.

He hesitated for a moment, walked to Song Zhou's side, and touched Song Zhou's shoulder with his fingers.

After waiting for a few seconds, seeing that Song Zhou didn't respond, he reached out and patted Song Zhou's arm again.

This time Song Zhou finally woke up and opened his eyes to look at Mo Dong.

"Go to bed and sleep, it's uncomfortable to sleep here." Mo Dong said to Song Zhou who woke up.

I can't say why, although Song Zhou is younger than him, but he always has a feeling of timidity when facing Song Zhou.

It may be a guilty conscience caused by taking away the other party's dog without saying hello.

Suddenly, Mo Dong's eyes fell on the bruises around Song Zhou's eyes and the broken corner of his mouth, and he asked in surprise, "Are you injured?"

Song Zhou was fully awake at this time, and his voice was emotionless: "No."

Mo Dong didn't speak anymore, he didn't know when Song Zhou got the injury on his face.At that time, his vision was too blurred in the rain, and he couldn't even see Song Zhou's face clearly.After entering the corridor, Song Zhou kept his back to him.Now that he woke up, he could really see Song Zhou's face clearly.

Song Zhou moved his body, stood up from the chair, and said, "I took it home."

"Oh." Mo Dong glanced at Song Zhou, wanting to see if there was any wound on his body.

Sure enough, there were several bruises on Song Zhou's exposed arms, which were conspicuous.

Song Zhou greeted Jin Mao to his side, suddenly raised his head and asked Mo Dong: "What about you?"

Mo Dong realized that he was asking himself, so he replied: "I will go home too."

Song Zhou said nothing more, turned off the lights, and walked out of the clinic

The rain that had been raining for a long time did not know when it had stopped, Mo Dong watched Song Zhou lock the door, and said goodbye to him: "Bye."

Song Zhou looked back at Mo Dong in the dark night, without saying a word, turned his head and walked away with the golden retriever.

Mo Dong was in the opposite direction to him, glanced at the backs of him and Jin Mao, shrugged, and turned back home.

The author says:

Take a day off tomorrow and continue the day after tomorrow