Miaomiao likes "IF Skin Thirst Puppy," and Jiangjiang makes it happen.
—I am your Jiangjiang.
Isn't this just a dog expressing its love for its owner?
Shi Miao felt her heart soften. The slight unease she had felt upon seeing the German Shepherd turn into a human slowly dissipated under his overly focused gaze and straightforward, confident tone.
Regardless of his origins or purpose, at its core, he is simply the dog I've raised for the past six months.
Gentle and loyal.
Shi Miao didn't realize that her lips curved into a slight smile, an expression clearly showing that she was pleased by those words.
Jiang Jiang took it all in, and in the shadow cast by her long eyelashes, a flash of understanding crossed her dark eyes.
Miaomiao likes it.
Jiang Jiang did it.
In the ensuing questioning, he answered whatever Shi Miao asked, behaving obediently, yet every sentence revolved around the same theme—
Shi Miao asked, "Where did you come from?"
Jiang Jiang replied, "I'm in the mountains, looking for you."
Shi Miao asked again, "Looking for me? Why are you looking for me?"
Jiang Jiang replied, "I want to be your dog."
Is that right?
Shi Miao met the man's deep, honest eyes, hesitated, opened her mouth as if to correct his words, but upon closer inspection, she realized that his choice of words was actually not wrong.
never mind.
This is a clumsy dog trying to imitate human speech.
Why bother arguing with him over the wording?
Shi Miao rubbed her slightly uncomfortable and burning ears and continued to ask, "Why me?"
She had her doubts over the past period of time.
If that ever-watchful gaze came from this German Shepherd who had offered herself up, what made him choose her?
When people find a cat or dog they've taken in, they either lure it with food or the animal tries to scam them into coming home.
But to her recollection, Shi Miao had never been in contact with any small animals, let alone such a handsome large dog.
The veterinarian tried to curry favor with her, saying that her clean demeanor made small animals very sensitive, which was why they came to her after being injured.
Shi Miao just smiled politely and didn't take it seriously.
I thought this puzzle would never be solved, but to my surprise, the German Shepherd suddenly appeared.
Therefore, you can ask directly.
The questioning tone faded away.
Shi Miao then saw Jiang Jiang suddenly raise his head, stare at her for a moment, and then slightly lower the corners of his lips.
His expression of disappointment was restrained and not obvious.
But its dog ears drooped limply, clearly indicating that it was extremely sad and aggrieved.
He asked in a hoarse voice, "Don't you remember me?"
Upon hearing his injured tone, Shi Miao immediately sat up straight and tried hard to recall the events in her mind.
Really? Have you actually seen it?
But how could she have no recollection of such a majestic German Shepherd?
Perhaps it was because the bewilderment on her face was too obvious.
The man lowered his head and muttered a reminder: "We spent the night on the mountain."
You said you would take me home.
"You're gone."
"You didn't take me with you."
"..."
Shi Miao's eyelashes trembled, and she was immediately drawn back to that past memory by the overly pointed words.
That happened when she was a child.
Shi Dai was afraid of spoiling her too much and making her too naive, so she thought it best to let her attend a public school.
Therefore, she enrolled in Beijing Experimental Primary School and made good friends there.
My best friend lives in the suburbs of Beijing and is having a birthday party this weekend. He warmly invites Shi Miao to come home with him.
Shi Miao asked Shi Dai for a driver and went there with great enthusiasm, experiencing the life her good friend had described: climbing trees and going down to the river, feeding chickens and catching eggs, and running and playing in the yard.
My good friend's family elders are all very kind and warm.
But her good friend's sleazy uncle was annoying. He would stare intently at the delicate gold safety lock around Shi Miao's neck, stop her and ask if she wanted to go to a more fun place with him, and even reach out to touch Shi Miao's face.
Shi Miao angrily dodged away and ran away hand in hand with her best friend.
That night, she slept in the same bed with her best friend.
Having too much fun during the day, one naturally sleeps very soundly at night.
When Shi Miao felt weightlessness and cold, she woke up in a daze and found herself being casually wrapped in a coat by that hoodlum uncle, walking in a large, dark forest.
She overheard the thug on the phone, saying he had found a very pretty little girl and could take her to a specific location, but he would have to pay him two thousand yuan.
The hoodlum hadn't read many books and lacked perspective; he didn't know that Shi Miao's clothes cost more than two thousand yuan.
All he knew was that the child had fair skin, big eyes, and a soft, sweet smile, and he would definitely fetch a good price.
Shi Miao behaved too obediently, her long eyelashes drooping down, her eyes tightly closed, showing no signs of waking up.
Isn't it normal for a child to sleep soundly?
The thug felt reassured and left her behind a tree to relieve himself. When he pulled up his pants and came back out, the child had already run away, leaving only the faint sound of hurried footsteps in the dark night.
Shi Miao was young, lacked physical strength, and had short legs. She didn't think about running down the mountain in one go. Instead, she stumbled and circled around the thugs who were cursing and chasing her, trying to find a tree hole or cave where she could hide.
Why is it so dark in the woods?
The dense shade of the trees blocked out the moonlight, and only the swaying flashlight provided a glimmer of light and hinted at the urgency of the chase.
When Shi Miao tripped over the tree root, she instinctively bit her lip, trying to suppress the pain.
But unexpectedly, she fell onto a warm, furry little body.
It was a puppy.
Small in stature, its dark eyes were obscured by the night.
Shi Miao only felt him touch her trembling hand with his wet nose, as if it were a brief comfort.
He then darted out, making a commotion of stomping on fallen leaves in the opposite direction, which attracted the thug away.
When it turned back, it grabbed her hem and led her to a small hole hidden by vines.
Shi Miao held him tightly, listening anxiously to the thugs' footsteps coming and going.
Every time it gets close, the puppy will cleverly dart out and make a little noise in another direction.
Shi Miao stayed up for most of the night.
As dawn broke and the first light of day appeared on the horizon, Hunhun knew he couldn't linger any longer. He cursed angrily as he descended the mountain, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Overwhelmed by extreme fatigue, the child could no longer muster the energy. As she closed her eyes in exhaustion, she held the puppy's paw and whispered a promise.
"I will take you home."
When I woke up again, I was in the hospital.
Shi Dai stood by the bedside with red eyes, her fingers trembling as she stroked her cheek.
She was found by the police during a search of the mountains.
Hunger, fright, low nighttime temperatures, and exhaustion—Shi Miao was found with a high fever and remained in a coma for almost three days after being admitted to the hospital.
The child was nestled in the snow-white blankets, his face pale and pointed, and he whispered for his mother to ask for the puppy.
Shi Dai was stunned and asked, "What puppy?"
Shi Miao blinked laboriously and described, "It's a small, black, hot dog, like a lump of coal."
The ears drooped softly.
He doesn't like to shout, but when she's scared and trembling, he'll soothingly bury his head in her arms.
It was thanks to him that I was able to get through those dark and cold nights.
But when they went to look for it again, the puppy was gone.
Shi Dai posted missing dog notices in nearby villages and towns, promising a hefty reward for any clues.
Unfortunately, none of the puppies that came to them were the one Shi Miao wanted.
More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye.
If that little dog had lived, even if it hadn't died, it would have been a very old dog by now.
Therefore, even though this German Shepherd has pure black fur, even though he took the initiative to come to the door, even though he became close to Shi Miao for no apparent reason.
Shi Miao had never thought of it.
So that's what it was all about.
Shi Miao was stunned and speechless, but Jiang Jiang misunderstood that she had already forgotten.
He pushed back his chair, mimicking the way a puppy used to act, and nestled his head close to Shi Miao's chest, resting his face on her thigh. In his eyes, he saw her slightly trembling fingers.
"I've been looking for you."
Jiang Jiang said in a low voice.
He leaned closer, his thin lips parted, and with the warm, moist temperature of his mouth, he captured Shi Miao's fingertips.
Greedily, it used the tip of its tongue to roll and lick.
He swallowed it down his throat with a gurgling sound.
He opened his mouth again, his voice rising in a pleasant and satisfied tone at the end.
"I've found you."
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