i am your dog

Chapter 53 Please Treat Everyone Gentlely

The video was uploaded on a Sunday morning when people were lying in bed.At that time, Shen Jiuyan said that they had called off work and went back to continue filming teacher-student abuse.Chen Siqi went back to the hotel to rest alone, and this has been the case during this time.Shen Jiuyan has more dramas than him, more people to meet and more things to happen.

It's as if there is only one person left in Qingxi's world.

Whenever he thinks about it, he always feels a little down.If you only live for one person, then this person's life is destined to be painful, just like the other person must never understand the pain during this period and cannot change it.

He turned on the computer, put on the earphones and huddled in the chair.In the dark room, there is only a small piece of light from the monitor.

The slender and fair hands quickly typed a name on the search engine, and it was quickly displayed on the webpage, with over one million hits, which is a bit surprising.

Whether it is comments or barrage, the word high energy can be seen everywhere.

Very abusive.

Especially abusive.

Very very abusive.

Chen Siqi can't remember the plots he acted in, he is like a bystander, he never really entered the other party's world from the beginning to the end.

So he won't feel abused.

He is the one who can stand and laugh at a funeral, and the fans will mourn for his laugh, just as the bystanders mourn for the authorities.It's just that in the end, no one will be able to do anything.

The beginning of the video is a silent world, with Mr. Qiao holding his cat and standing at a sparsely trafficked intersection.

Mr. Qiao raised his head slowly and looked at the gloomy sky. The gloomy colors made the world feel extraordinarily heavy.

When he lowered his head, he began to recall short and fragmented memories.

Starting from taking a palm-sized cat home in his pocket, feeding and bathing, he happened to discover that the cat could talk and could become a person exactly like himself, and then he took this otherworldly cat with him. The fireworks cat goes out to watch movies, haunted houses, secret rooms... The person around him is a cat, but also a person, or he cannot be regarded as a person.But Mr. Qiao couldn't remember when he couldn't tell what he really was.

He just enjoyed the company of this person.

The cat doesn't understand anything, and the cat is stingy, stingy and loves money like his life, which will only cause him trouble, but he said to Mr. Qiao on June [-]th, happy birthday.

At that time, he had just found a job after being hit by walls everywhere, and found that this cat was the only person in the world who treated him well except his parents.

He was wronged and surprised.

This person who can tell everything can actually help him with nothing.

But he just likes that when he comes home from get off work, the light in the rented room is on, and someone is lying on the sofa half dead, yelling that he is hungry.

He went out to study in college for too many years, and he had already forgotten how to communicate with his parents. The more he restrained himself in front of his parents, the more presumptuous he became in front of this cat.

It is often said that people who are close to vermilion are those who are red and those who are close to ink are black.

It is too easy to sink because it is too tiring to make progress.

"Qiao Fan, I want to find a spouse."

"What kind? You don't want me to find you a female cat that can only turn into a human, do you? Be careful I'll snatch it from you, why are you more attractive than me?"

"you."

Qiao Fan stared at him blankly, not even having the courage to ask him again.

The secret he could not utter, the thing he feared the most, did not escape.

After the sudden darkness, there was the sound of pattering rain, cold and unfeeling.

Chen Siqi couldn't tell that the relationship between Qiao Fan and the cat was not sincere, it was like a person in distress was rescued, and he would be grateful.As the ancients said, there is nothing in return but a promise with your body.

He doesn't know if it's right or not.

There are a lot of barrage, some say that the two actors are good-looking, some say that the cat is not cute, and some say that the cat is abused behind the scenes.

Generally speaking, they are very resentful towards the cat. I don't know if someone will bring him in and scold him together.

It is true that he played such a person who doesn't feel bad for others, but isn't it too kind to have a happy end just after being abused?

Chen Siqi felt that he was not generous, and whoever treated him like this would not forgive him even if he loved him all the time until he died of old age.

Even a little injury hurts.

The sound of the rain gradually increased, and the raindrops fell on the white cat's nose. Mr. Qiao's deep voice sounded slowly, like a cello playing, but a little sad. "My surname is Qiao. Many people call me Mr. Qiao, the cat in my hand, Mr. Qiao's cat. Maybe I prefer them to call me Xiao Qiao or Qiao Fan, but it seems difficult to remember an irrelevant name."

The rain stopped, and the melodious sound of the violin pulled the past and chased the future, but people were caught in the middle and squeezed randomly.

Human voices, car horns, and music flowing from small shops, this world comes alive.

The camera slowly moves to the sky, and the sunset glow is turning the sky red.

"The sky is darkening inch by inch, like a tired person who has finally lost his last bit of curiosity by the gorgeous world, and gradually falls into chaos with a trace of unwillingness..."

The sound of glass shattering shook people into a trance, but everything changed in an instant.

The middle-aged woman cried and closed the bedroom door.Her husband kicked the fallen man in the abdomen. The man just lowered his head and covered his head with his arms, shaking all over his body.

"I'll ask you again, do you really want to like men?"

"Yes..." Mr. Qiao looked at the ashtray in his father's hand and suddenly closed his eyes.The ashtray fell on his head, and it fell apart.

The world fell into dead silence.

The sound of breathing and heartbeat intertwined clumsily and frantically.Father pointed at the door and yelled at him, "Get out!"

No matter how much people love their children, there is an unacceptable status quo, like a knot on a straight rope. Some people would rather die than live on this knot, and some people will be heartbroken by this knot.

The father slumped on the sofa weakly, his mind was full of the child's voice and face, and the word "Dad" sounded both strange and familiar.

In my chaotic brain, I only regret why I didn't control him more strictly.

Mr. Qiao stood up shaking, and stopped in front of the door as if he was about to go on a long journey.No luggage, no orders, as if he would never come back.

"Dad, I don't think I'm wrong."

"It's not you who can accompany me to grow old."

"sorry."

The anti-theft door closed slowly, and the cat followed.

"Where are you going?"

"do not know."

"Have you brought any money?"

"No."

"Where's the phone?"

"No."

"Going to a friend's house?"

"I... have no friends who are willing to take me in."

I quit my job and couldn't go home.

He didn't know where to go or what to do now, like a white plastic bag that was despised by others, letting the wind drive him away.

The cat turned into a human and pulled him willfully, "But I'm hungry."

Mr. Qiao's cat is willful, even if Mr. Qiao is like this because of him, even if Mr. Qiao has nothing, he still won't feel bad.

As a cat, he knows that being hungry is enough.

Mr. Qiao looked at him sadly, moved his lips but still didn't say anything.

He was sitting on the bench under the bus stop sign, and some people looked sideways, but no one offered condolences.He lay on his side with his back to the world, so no one could see his tears.

The once humble self was so afraid of being teased, insulted, and blackmailed. He could be gentle with anyone, but he also didn't want to be hurt by anyone.

It's just that some feelings are just mentioned when I think of them after all, and I still have to let go of them in life.

The nobility is left in the virtual world, and the reality is dirty.

No one can escape.

I heard that today is New Year's Day, several couples walked through the alley holding hands, and went to the sparsely populated square to buy and sell popular colored lanterns.A transparent ball outlines a few days of small beaded lights, flashing in different colors.

The cat thought it looked good, so he left Mr. Qiao and found a place where no one was around to return to the cat, and trotted to the peddler.

The square was dark, and the lamps in the corners only illuminated the snow and dead branches.The colorful lights become a strange beauty in the darkness.

The cat rubbed against the peddler's pants and wagged its tail cutely, trying to please him, degrading like a dog.The man just teased him happily, not knowing what he meant.In such a cold day, the only thing that can be exchanged for his things is money.

The cat is a little tired, cold and hungry, and the thick fur under the cold wind is also difficult to function.He asked politely, "Sir, can you send me one?"

The brilliant colors disappeared, and the man fled in fright.

The cat went back dejectedly. It never occurred to him that there was no one on the bench that Mr. Joe sat on.Mr. Joe disappeared.

He didn't wait for him.

The cat ran back to Mr. Qiao's house in a hurry, but the building was empty.The family members obviously left in a hurry, and had no time to take anything except valuables.

The cats lie to themselves that they are just going out and will be back tomorrow.

He waited another hour and was so hungry that he left.

Mr. Qiao never came back after that, and he never waited any longer.

Mr. Qiao's cat was hit by a car and died when he was five years old. Originally, after his death, he could be reincarnated as a human being.But God said, you’ve lived your life as an asshole, so start over.

His eyes went dark, and when he woke up he was a kitten again.

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The cat gave Mr. Joe hope and gave him despair

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