Chapter 112 The Only Pure White Jasmine
[When I was a kid, I had a dog. On New Year's Day, when we were visiting relatives, it followed us on our motorcycle. We didn't take it on the ferry, and when we came back, it was gone. My parents said it was probably beaten to death on the way home.]
【Wuwuwu…I’m so sad.】
[What about the dog under your daughter's feet? It's also a Samoyed. ]
[Could it be the sustenance of the dead dog? ]
The mistress saw the barrage and said: "I guess so. I want my daughter to get over the grief of Jasmine's death as soon as possible. Most importantly, it looks very similar to the dead Jasmine. I thought my daughter would like it very much, but she didn't like it. She recognized it at a glance that it was not her Jasmine."
【Children are very smart.】
[Besides, that Samoyed has been with your daughter since she was little.]
The female pet owner looked at the anchor and said, "Because my daughter doesn't like this dog, I came to consult you this time to ask you to help me choose a dog that my daughter is satisfied with, so that she can get over the grief of Jasmine's death as soon as possible."
The dogs in the pet store started talking.
[Forget it, don't choose me.]
[Me too, I don’t want to be a substitute.]
[The replacement under her foot is quite pitiful. I don’t want to be her.]
[Without the love of my master, I will feel miserable, so please don’t choose me.]
[I would like to, but she won't like me. In her heart, her jasmine is always the most important, and I can't replace it.]
Mingyin was surprised when she heard the dogs' thoughts.
"My dear, I just looked around. Don't tell me which dog your daughter will like. None of the dogs here are willing to be bought by you."
The mistress was surprised: "Why?"
Mingyin: "Because they don't want to be like the Samoyed under your daughter's feet."
The mistress was stunned.
“…Is that so?”
[I'm more curious, how did your jasmine die? Your daughter is so sad. Generally speaking, children forget things the fastest.]
The mistress heard this and fell into memories...
"That day, my daughter and Jasmine were walking together near the school..."
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"Jasmine! Come, sit!"
A little girl in a white dress was holding a bag of dog biscuits in her hand. The moment Jasmine squatted down, she immediately took out a biscuit from the bag and stuffed it into Jasmine's mouth.
Jasmine happily finished her biscuit and then circled around her, wagging her tail.
Shuangshuang bent down and rubbed its head with her hands.
"Jasmine, you are so smart!"
Shuangshuang rubbed its head, then squatted down and hugged it. She rubbed Jasmine's forehead with her own, ignoring the surprised looks coming her way.
"What a beautiful Samoyed!"
"Its little owner is also very beautiful! She looks like a doll!"
Some passers-by even took out their cell phones to capture this beautiful scene.
The heartwarming scene of the little girl and the Samoyed getting along together is like a beautiful landscape, attracting the attention of passers-by.
After they hugged each other enough, they stood up and took the dog leash.
"Come on, Jasmine, let's go home now!"
When the Samoyed heard what his little master said, he immediately wagged his tail happily.
At this time, a group of senior students came over.
They looked at Shuangshuang, and then their eyes turned to the white Samoyed.
"Hey, kid, lend us your dog to play with!"
Shuangshuang hid the dog behind him cautiously: "No!"
"Hey, kid, aren't you afraid of us? We are the bullies in the school, they will run away when they see us!"
There was a gleam of determination in both of their eyes: "They are afraid, but I am not!"
"Kid, you are very brave!"
The boy who was speaking winked at a little follower beside him.
Then the little follower immediately walked forward and was about to grab the dog. Seeing this, Shuangshuang immediately rushed over and bit the back of the man's hand hard.
"No one is allowed to steal my jasmine flowers!"
After saying that, Jasmine behind him started barking at the students in front.
The dog was barking very loudly. They were startled by its sudden ferocious behavior and turned and ran away.
Seeing this, Jasmine barked even louder, broke free from the leash in the hands of her young master, and chased after those people.
Shuangshuang hurriedly said, "Jasmine, come back soon! Stop chasing me!"
She ran towards Jasmine while shouting. As she ran, she heard the shrill sound of a car braking suddenly, followed by a miserable dog barking.
The little girl suddenly stopped, a look of panic on her face, and stood on the side of the road.
Looking at the middle of the road, a Samoyed was lying quietly in a pool of blood...
Its snow-white hair was stained with flowing blood, like a flower blooming in despair.
"When I rushed over, my daughter was kneeling in the middle of the road, holding the dead Jasmine and crying. I had never seen my daughter like this before. Her father and I tried to pull her away, but she held on to Jasmine tightly and refused to let go..."
When the mistress said this, she choked up and her eyes became wet and red.
“…Since then, my daughter’s personality has changed. She has become unusually quiet. Later, I took her to see a doctor, who said she was depressed because she couldn’t accept Jasmine’s death.”
【I feel so sad. 】
[I feel so sorry for Shuangshuang. Such a young child has to endure all this.]
Mingyin set her eyes on the Samoyed at the little girl's feet.
"What's its name?"
The mistress smiled and said, "It's also called Jasmine."
[Ah, this is a pure substitute? I wonder if this dog will be sad. ]
At this time, the Samoyed retracted her tongue, then lay quietly beside her little master, looking at her little master from time to time.
[It's been so many days, why is the little master still ignoring me? ]
[Now I know that Jasmine refers to the little master's last dog who died.]
[I don’t want to be called Jasmine. I don’t like this name at all.]
The Samoyed poked its head forward.
[What is the little master doing?]
[It would be nice if the little master could touch my head. It has been half a month and the little master has never touched me once.]
[…Does the little master dislike me?]
Mingyin: "My dear, I suggest you change its name to Jasmine."
Mistress: “Why?”
Mingyin said, "Because the previous Samoyed was unique and irreplaceable in your daughter's heart. So is the new Samoyed, which is also unique and irreplaceable."
The mistress was stunned.
Mingyin's calm and pleasant voice slowly reached the little girl's ears, and she stopped turning the pages of the book.
Mingyin continued: "And this is unfair to your daughter and the living Samoyed. The name Jasmine will make your daughter live in the past forever and unable to get out of it."
The mistress was stunned.
“…You’re right.”