fierce dog

The next day, Gu Yang came to Mo Dong's house to stroke the golden retriever again, and Mo Dong happened to tell him the news that the golden retriever had a good name.

"Tomorrow?" Gu Yang asked, "From the owner of the golden retriever?"

Mo Dong said: "I asked, but he agreed."

"But this name is not easy to pronounce. Tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow, how can there be a puppy named this, and the dogs downstairs are called Fuguiwangcai or something. It sounds so good and so lucky. Take a look at the name you named."

Mo Dong rolled his eyes at him: "If you like to bark, it's not your dog."

Gu Yang sighed, turned his head to look at the golden retriever, and suddenly remembered something: "Is it male or female?"

He turned the golden retriever around and confirmed that the other party was a younger brother, so he said, "Then call it Mingming. How about Mingming? Does it make you feel that your English is even better when you hear it?"

"Very good." Mo Dong nodded.

"Obviously," Gu Yang repeated, laughing silly at the golden retriever, "it's more fluent now, the name is tomorrow, and the nickname is Mingming, so it can be regarded as registered."

Gu Yang had to go back to school in the evening, he asked Mo Dong if he wanted to go with him, it happened that there was a dry pot restaurant near the school that was especially delicious.

"You can also take a sneak peek at your younger brother who is looking for relatives." He said.

Mo Dong was too lazy to explain that Song Zhou was not his younger brother, so Gu Yangai could think whatever he wanted, and said, "I won't go, I'm not too hungry, I don't want to eat."

"Let's go, let's eat together." Gu Yang dragged Mo Dong involuntarily, without giving him a chance to refuse, and directly dragged him to the school by car.

When we arrived at the dry pot restaurant, Gu Yang was in charge of ordering food. Mo Dong looked at the fully occupied restaurant and asked him: "Why are there so many people, have you come to eat?"

"No, but my sister told me that this restaurant is delicious." Gu Yang said.

"Senior sister? You just got military training, and you haven't even started class yet, so you know your senior sister?"

Gu Yang raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "That's right, this young master's charm is at least the second in our department."

"Who is the first?" Mo Dong asked casually.

"Your brother, Song Zhou." Gu Yang said, "Didn't I tell you yesterday, he received a lot of love letters during his military training."

"Oh." Mo Dong stopped talking.

Gu Yang glanced at him: "Why, did I guess wrong, he is really your rival in love?"

Mo Dong didn't bother to talk to him, just at this moment the dry pot was on the table, Gu Yang's attention was all diverted, and he didn't continue to ask.

Not knowing whether it was because he was in a good mood or because the dry pot was delicious, Gu Yang ordered a few bottles of beer and drank them all.

In the middle, Mo Dong persuaded him to drink less and to have class tomorrow.But Gu Yang was in high spirits, and it was useless to persuade him, so he just drank it down in the end.

"Gu Yang?" Mo Dong patted Gu Yang who was lying on the table. He really didn't expect his drinking capacity to be so bad, and he did this with just a few bottles of beer.

Looking at Gu Yang who was motionless, he sighed deeply, got up and paid the bill, then came back to help Gu Yang up, and walked to the school.

"Ming...Ming..." Although Gu Yang was drunk, he kept chanting the golden retriever's name.

If it wasn't for him being a human being, in fact, he and the Golden Retriever were not of the same species, Mo Dong would have wanted to directly make the decision to make them get married.

It was the first time he saw someone who liked dogs so much, but he didn't own a dog at all.

It might be because Gu Yang's family doesn't allow pets, and at the same time, he is inexplicably excluded by the dogs in the community, so he rarely meets a golden retriever who can get along, so he hates seeing each other late, eager to take him home and raise himself.

After struggling to drag Gu Yang to the downstairs of the dormitory, Mo Dong almost died of exhaustion.This has to be blamed on Gu Yang being strong and tall, it would be considered good to be able to bring him all the way back.

Mo Dong put Gu Yang on the side of the road, sat on the steps panting heavily, and hoped that someone would come to help him, when he thought of carrying Gu Yang upstairs later, he even wanted to abandon him and run away idea.

"Gu Yang?"

No matter what, someone just came out of the dormitory building and saw Gu Yang paralyzed by the side of the road with no image at a glance.

Mo Dong followed the voice and saw that the person who came was Song Zhou, so he thought it would be better if no one came.

Why do you always come here when you don’t want to? Is Peking University really that small?

Song Zhou walked down the steps, saw Mo Dong beside Gu Yang, and frowned: "Have you been drinking?"

The smell of alcohol on Gu Yang's body was so strong that he could smell it from several meters away.

Mo Dong felt a little guilty for some reason, and whispered, "He drank it, but I didn't."

Song Zhou's face was a bit ugly, Mo Dong no longer expected him to help him, he stood up from the steps and prepared to carry Gu Yang up with all his might.

Just when he rolled up his sleeves and dragged Gu Yang up from the ground, Song Zhou suddenly walked over, squeezed past him, and pulled Gu Yang up from the ground.

"What are you doing?" Mo Dong asked him.

Song Zhou didn't answer him, and simply dragged Gu Yang into the dormitory.

Mo Dong was stunned for a moment, and quickly stepped forward to catch up.

In the dormitory, Song Zhou threw the drunk Gu Yang onto the chair.

Mo Dong followed behind and finally heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Gu Yang enter the dormitory.As for whether Gu Yang will sleep on a chair tonight, or if someone can kindly carry him back to bed, that is not up to him.

After confirming that Gu Yang was fine, Mo Dong loosened his shoulders, turned around and prepared to go back.

"Wait." Song Zhou said behind him.

Mo Dong turned around and looked at him inexplicably.

Song Zhou dragged Gu Yang up from downstairs with his own strength, but he didn't see any effort, and he didn't even catch his breath.

He took out his schoolbag from the cabinet, found something in it, then turned to Mo Dong and said, "I'll take you down."

"...Oh." Mo Dong said.

Going downstairs in silence, Mo Dong and Song Zhou walked all the way to the gate of Peking University.

"I'm going to take a taxi, you..." Mo Dong glanced at Song Zhou, not understanding why he followed him this way.

Song Zhou asked suddenly: "What is the job you mentioned last time?"

Mo Dong didn't expect him to ask himself this, but he still said truthfully: "Tutor."

"busy?"

"It's not too busy. There are four classes a week, and sometimes there may be extra classes, but it's only an extra two hours."

"Oh." Song Zhou stopped talking again.

Mo Dong looked at him: "What's the matter, why do you ask this?"

Song Zhou lowered his eyes and took a few seconds to take out an envelope from his pocket.

Mo Dong recognized at a glance that this was the envelope that Li Chen asked him to hand over.

"This is for you." Sure enough, Song Zhou said.

Mo Dong frowned: "I said that this is Li Chen's tuition fee for you. If you don't want it, then you can just return it to Li Chen. There is no need to give it to me."

"I contacted her, but she didn't want it."

"You give it to me if she doesn't want it? Is it possible that if you don't want it, I will give it to her."

Mo Dong was speechless.

Song Zhou's eyes moved, and he said in a low voice: "I will return the money to her in the future, you can take it away first."

"What do you mean?"

Song Zhou raised his eyes and looked straight into Mo Dong's eyes: "If you really decide to stay in Beijing, use this money to enroll in a class and take the exam next year."

Mo Dong didn't speak for a long time.

He didn't expect that Song Zhou was still thinking about letting him take the college entrance examination, and he didn't expect that Song Zhou would give him money to enroll in the class.

He thought Song Zhou had already forgotten.

"So that's why you work in the noodle shop?" Mo Dong looked at Song Zhou.

Song Zhou didn't speak.

"I don't want this money. Do whatever you like. If Li Chen doesn't want it, you can keep it for yourself. Anyway, don't give it to me."

After Mo Dong finished speaking, he reached out and stopped a taxi by the side of the road, and got into the car before Song Zhou could respond.

When the car left the street, Mo Dong turned his head and looked at the street where Song Zhou hadn't been seen for a long time.

He turned his head and sighed silently in the quiet car.

That's why he couldn't leave.

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