poor house

Colors look like a black and white movie?And I didn't come to get a puppy - no, what kind of puppy, I never knew the neighbor who had a dog at home!

Watching Zhang Qiling standing up expressionlessly after finishing his meal, Wu Xie was about to go up to ask what was going on, but the sudden ringing of the doorbell almost made Wu Xie's heart skip a beat. .And it wasn't just Wu Xie who was frightened, the puppy under the dining table let out a low growl as if facing a formidable enemy.

Standing at the same spot and looking at the back who had already walked to the entrance to open the door, Wu Xie instinctively wanted to tell Zhang Qiling that he could not open the door, absolutely not.Although I haven't seen who is outside the door, Wu Xie can feel that it is not a good intention.

The puppy seemed to be on the same front as Wu Xie, and Xiao Pao stepped forward and bit Zhang Qiling's trouser leg and pulled him back. At the same time, Wu Xie also hurried forward to grab Zhang Qiling's sleeve.

"Don't make trouble—"

The moment the figure turned back, Wu Xie's hand passed straight through the back, and the face that should have been familiar turned into someone Wu Xie was not familiar with.In shock, Wu Xie couldn't even withdraw his hand, he could only watch helplessly as the man gently kicked the puppy aside, and then stretched out his hand to the doorknob.

In the black and white world, Wu Xie couldn't distinguish anything, not even who this man was.Staring at the slowly opening door, Wu Xie could even clearly feel the goosebumps on his arms instinctively popping out of fear.

No, can't open the door, absolutely can't open the door!

Fear and anger condensed the strength of the whole body, and finally turned into a voice that broke through Wu Xie's throat.

"Don't open the door!!"

"Ah? Boss, what's wrong with you? No one knocked on the door?" Wang Meng, who was watching TV, was taken aback by Wu Xie's exclamation beside him. He turned his head too violently and twisted his neck. Wu Xie who stood up on the counter didn't know what happened to him.

"Wang Meng?" Still a little dizzy in his head, Wu Xie looked at the humble house hall in front of him as usual, and after a long while, he felt pain from his neck to his head, "I fell asleep?"

"Probably." Looking at the red marks on Wu Xie's face, Wang Meng rubbed his neck and sighed. Wu Xie was able to fall asleep just by watching the news. Last night, he seemed to be tossed about by his brother. Enough.

"Ah-choo—" Before he could speak, he sneezed. Wu Xie turned to look at the time on the news, and then remembered that he had just finished lunch. "Where's brother?"

"I went out to take out the trash." Looking at Wu Xie with an expression of "Boss, what kind of memory do you have", Wang Meng deeply understood that lack of sleep will not only affect IQ but also affect memory.

"Ah? Oh." Nodding his head, Wu Xie rubbed his body that had become a little cold from falling asleep, always feeling that the chaotic dream just now was a bit unimaginable.In the dream, it may be because the authorities were confused, so I didn't know what I was doing, but when I woke up, I thought about it, did I treat myself as Zhang Qiling's pet in the subconscious? !What a dream!

"Boss, are you okay? Your face is so ugly." Looking at Wu Xie's sallow face a little worriedly, Wang Meng poured a cup of hot water and said, "Dreaming?"

"Well, and it wasn't a good dream." Said sullenly, Wu Xie felt as if his body that was about to freeze was finally warmer as he clutched the hot water.

"Dreams are always reversed, don't think too much." Not knowing what the content is, Wang Meng can only comfort him like this, and then turned his attention to the TV, "Hey, the Dog Fighting Team will be here in two days That’s right. The news is reminding residents who own dogs to be careful about their dogs. Speaking of which, boss, why didn’t you bring that dog back yesterday? My little brother even thought of a name for him.”

"Huh? Why didn't he tell me?" Looking at the carloads of dogs in iron cages in the news, Wu Xie knew their final destination, which might not be a warm shelter. "what name?"

"Brother is back, you can ask him yourself." Shrugging his shoulders and looking at Zhang Qiling who had already walked behind Wu Xie, Wang Meng ran into the back hall in a flash.

Turning around to look at Zhang Qiling who was still covered with a lot of Can Xue's chill, Wu Xie suddenly remembered the grievance and anger in the dream just now.Standing up and pouring him a cup of hot water, Wu Xie said awkwardly, "I dreamed about you just now."

"Huh?" Unexpectedly, Wu Xie would suddenly talk about the dream, Zhang Qiling sat down beside him and listened to Wu Xie's continuation.

"It's a very strange dream, all black and white, and the man was obviously not you at the beginning, but then he became you." Wu Xie felt confused after speaking, scratching his head a little depressed, "It wasn't you in the end Yes, yes—" The words stopped suddenly, and Wu Xie's eyes widened in disbelief, because he suddenly remembered who the man appeared in those black and white scenes.

It's Mr. Nian again!

"Brother, you don't know...Xi, do you?" Although Zhang Qiling used to be an ancient mythical beast, after all, he is now a human being, so Wu Xie always finds this question strange.

"I know you." There was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, Zhang Qiling looked at Wu Xie who was dumbfounded, and asked lightly, "What's wrong?"

"Is it bad? Didn't the legend say that it did all kinds of evil and was driven away by Nian, and stabbed Nian to death with a grudge? Is this true?" Suddenly realized that Zhang Qiling in front of him was actually a living book. Wu Xie then asked, "Where is it now?"

"It's been a long time since I met him." Rubbing Wu Xie's head, Zhang Qiling already knew what he was thinking, "And whether the legend is good or bad may not be a conclusion."

"Brother, I said that the dog I want to bring back is called Xiao Xi, and his owner's surname is Nian. Is this a coincidence? Could it be that Xi came back for revenge?" Probably because he has experienced such things too much, Wu Xie has no way not to think about it.He has even seen Yan and Begonia, and Wu Xie felt that the words 'impossible' no longer existed in his life.

"No." With a slight smile, Zhang Qiling immediately put away the smile on his face and said to Wu Xie, "However, stay away from Nian."

"Huh? Why? Have you met Mr. Nian?" Although he could feel that Mr. Nian and his girlfriend were a little strange, but Wu Xie's inquisitive nature destined him to be born with [-] whys.

"Be obedient." Just lightly stroking Wu Xie's hair, Zhang Qiling stopped talking.

The thick mist still didn't dissipate, Wu Xie leaned on Zhang Qiling and looked at the thick fog outside the window, but always felt that his dream was not that simple.But if it is a dream, what does this dream tell me?And who wants to tell himself?What happened to that bloody dream a few days ago?I seem to have dreamed of him twice, this should not be a dream.

But how to distinguish a dream from a dream?

The more he thought about it, the more irritable he became, Wu Xie scratched his head and stood up, deciding to go out and take some photos to change his mood.Sitting by the window and watching Wu Xie get dressed and ready to go out, Zhang Qiling routinely planted a spell on him that a hundred ghosts cannot invade. Then he let go of the person in his arms who was already flushed from kisses, and watched him go out with a smile.

Watching Wu Xie's back disappear into the mist from a distance, Zhang Qiling raised his head to look at the ceiling, and recalled the days when he just became a Hanba, and even recognized Na Xi as a dog, and even called "donkey egg" Egg' such a name.But if it wasn't for that donkey Dandan who helped him later, I'm afraid Zhang Qiling wouldn't be able to survive the day when he was rescued by the black blind man.

Rubbing his temples with some headache, Zhang Qiling sighed slowly.I don't know when and what kind of fruit I planted unintentionally.

Although the foggy weather slowed down the already unhappy pace of the whole city, the passers-by carrying big and small bags of New Year's goods around Wu Xie still rushed towards one store after another.Holding the camera and constantly capturing people's expressions, Wu Xie felt that this group of photos should be able to sell for a good price.

I took a lot of photos at the entrances of several hypermarkets, and carefully took some photos in the stores where photography was prohibited. When Wu Xie was finally discovered by the security guards, he hurried out with the camera in his arms.As soon as I left the gate of the store, I realized that it was almost dark.

After staying in the well-heated store all afternoon, I sweated a lot, but at this time, when the north wind blows at night, it instantly becomes like ice sticking to my body.Unable to bear it and sneezed several times in succession, Wu Xie rubbed his red nose while walking back while illuminating the street that was just lit up.

In the evening, heavy fog dimmed the city lights.The colorful light reflected again and again in the fog, turning the gray fog into colorful lights.Wu Xie, who was exasperated, rubbed his hands that were aching from the cold, and was finally willing to put away the camera and review the results of the afternoon.

The street lamps on the Yellow River Road shrank pitifully among the overgrown camphor trees. The dim light and the shading of the branches made it even darker.

When walking to the fork in the trash can, Wu Xie, who had been flipping through the photos, suddenly came to his senses and realized that it was snowing.There has been a lot of snow on the shoulders and hat, no wonder it is getting colder and colder.Looking up at the snowflakes falling from the treetops, Wu Xie suddenly felt that this scene was inexplicably familiar.

The gray light shone dimly on the white fog, and in the fog were falling large flakes of snow.Reaching out subconsciously to catch a piece, Wu Xie watched as it quickly melted into his palm.