i'm a wang

Tong Zhihui sighed, so worried that she couldn't even eat.

Xiao Zhijun put a piece of braised pork into her bowl, and comforted her: "Zhihui, eat more, don't worry too much, Lulu will get better."

Tong Zhihui knew that her husband was right, and worrying would not solve any problems, but as a mother, how could she not be worried when she saw that her son had a strange disease for no reason?

Thinking of her family Lulu, she couldn't help weeping silently.

Since the child fell down last month, he started to sleep for no reason, and once he fell asleep, he couldn’t wake up easily. Sometimes he fell asleep during class, and sometimes he fell asleep while talking to others. One day In 24 hours, at least [-] hours or more are spent asleep.

They were in a hurry, and spent three months traveling with their children to well-known hospitals across the country.But to their disappointment, almost all doctors can only draw the conclusion that narcolepsy is suspected.They asked the child to do a lot of examinations, but no matter whether he took medicine, injections or psychological treatment, the child's condition showed no sign of improvement.

Time and time again, they leave with hope and return with disappointment.The only thing that made Xiao's couple rejoice was that although the child's lethargy caused great inconvenience to his life and he could not even go to school normally, it did not cause too much damage to his body.

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In fact, for their son Xiao Lu, the situation is much weirder.

After his death, he thought that he would be greeted by eternal darkness, but unexpectedly, he turned into a stray dog, a three-month-old little yellow soil dog.

He was panicked at first, and couldn't believe this terrifying reality at all, especially when night fell and he woke up from his sleep again, turning into Xiao Lu who was only 12 years old, he became more and more convinced that this was just a dream , he thought he was not dead, but started to go crazy.

But, day after day, he turned into a dog again and again, and woke up from a human body again and again. He had to start to believe that all this was indeed true. He was reborn and returned to 2003. In this year, He is still in elementary school, and there are still two full years before the starting point of all tragedies.

Is this a gift from God?The young Xiao Lu cried in the silent night, he wanted to see his Si Ran, he wanted to change all tragedies.

As a human, Xiao Lu was misunderstood by his parents as suffering from some kind of illness. When he was awake, he was either taken by his parents to see a doctor or on his way to see a doctor.He can only hope to use the dog's body to protect his Si Ran.

As a stray dog, Xiao Lu was born in Lijia Town, 150 kilometers away from City B. The long journey made his way home full of hardships and hardships.

As a stray dog, he can only be driven around by human beings. He has no food every day, and can only barely fill his stomach by rummaging through the leftovers in the trash can.It was summer, and the food in the garbage bin was exposed to the sun, emitting a stench. Mosquitoes and flies flying around stayed on it and laid eggs. However, in order to survive, Xiao Lu had to eat these things in one bite.

The scorching sun at noon was especially vicious. The baked road was hot, and Xiao Lu's foot pads were blistered, so he could only stop and lie down in the grass beside the road to rest.He has been on the road for half a month, but as a puppy, he has no ability to run around the clock. Hunger, thirst, and high temperature make him have to slow down, not to mention not only natural disasters, but also man-made disasters. The day before yesterday, when I was rummaging through the trash can, I was injured by a child using a firecracker to blow up my tail. The hot weather caused yellow pus to flow out of the wound, which delayed the trip even more.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Lu licked the inflamed wound, and staggered forward with weak steps.For half a month, his originally clean yellow hair was covered with dust and knotted into strands of black strips. Under the sunlight, it exudes a disgusting smell like a sewer.Countless fleas crawled and jumped in his dirty hair, burrowed into the tender meat, and sucked the blood freely.The ubiquitous bites made him so painful that he wanted to tear his flesh, but he had no hands, so he had nothing to do with these nasty bugs, so he could only grit his teeth and hold on.

After walking for half an hour, Xiao Lu came to a crossroad, looked up at the street sign, and walked to the opposite side of the road.There are less than 60 kilometers away from City A, and he thought that he would see Lin Siran soon, so he couldn't help wagging his tail happily.

At this moment, a truck roared towards him...

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Lin Siran finished school, he walked out of the school gate with his head down, wanting to go home quickly.But when he passed an alley, he was still caught by the three gangsters.

The yellow-haired boy in the lead grabbed Lin Siran by the back of the collar, dragged him into the depths of the alley, and slammed him to the ground. The 12-year-old Lin Siran was much shorter and thinner than his peers, and when he curled up in pain, he was only a small ball.But obviously, the pain of others can only make those little bastards happy. The boy with five or six earrings on his right stepped forward and kicked him hard, shouting: "Little classmate, why are you so disobedient?" ? Didn’t I ask you to lend us 100 yuan? What? Want to escape?”

The Lin family is poor, and Lin Siran doesn't have any pocket money. He stammered his explanation, but was kicked a few times by the impatient boy with earrings, "So you are a poor man, tsk, since you have no money, you have to be beaten up." !"

Lin Siran was kicked until his whole body hurt. Hearing that he was about to be beaten, he curled himself up even tighter, helplessly covering his head and stomach, hoping that the pain would be relieved, otherwise his father would find out and beat him severely again.

The three little gangsters kicked left and right, laughing and kicking, still discussing whether to tie up the child and drag him on the ground, or burn a few holes in his little face with cigarette butts.

Lin Siran was terrified. Although he was usually beaten by his father, at least his father would not beat him to death, but these gangsters obviously regarded human life as a plaything.

"Will you burn two characters on his face? How about "Wang" on the left cheek and "Eight" on the right cheek hahahahahahaha?"

"Good idea hahahaha!"

The kicking stopped, and in the gloomy alley, only the sound of the three gangsters lighting their cigarettes was heard. Little Lin Siran knew that this was the only chance to escape, so he jumped up and ran to the place with all his strength. Alley mouth.One step, two steps, three steps... He thought he was running very fast, but no matter how fast a child can run, he can't run as fast as a few sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys. Lin Siran was caught back after walking a few steps away.

The long-haired teenager who had been silent in the trio took out a pocket knife from his pocket.

The earring boy smiled and said: "Hahaha, little classmate, you are so naughty, you have pissed us off. It seems that your little hand is about to lose your grip. We, Ruan, hate disobedience the most."

The other two fiercely pressed the little child to the ground so that he could not move. The boy named Ah Lun held a sharp knife and gestured at his little hand, as if looking for the direction of the knife.

Lin Siran was terrified, no matter how strong he was, he was still only 12 years old, his face was covered with tears and snot, he murmured to his mother to save me, but it caused a burst of ridicule from the gangsters.

A Ruan stepped on the trembling little hand with his foot, pointed the tip of the knife at the slender little finger, the sharp tip pierced into the tender flesh, and blood slowly flowed out from the wound.Looking at the gorgeous red color, hearing the inaudible weeping sound, and smelling the sweet smell of rust, Ah Run licked his lips excitedly.

Pain and fear surged towards Lin Siran like mountains and seas, his small body trembled like a dead leaf in the wind, lifeless, only death-like despair.

The folding knife had already cut to the phalanx, Ah Lun excitedly let out a low laugh, and specially lightened the pressure, and slowly cut back and forth, again and again, again and again, as if using the phalanx as a whetstone, and then cut again and again. As if he was playing some game worth savoring slowly, he moved in a leisurely manner, completely disregarding that it was only a small child who was being tortured in this way.

"It hurts! Mom! Mom! Who will save me! Help me!"

Lin Siran screamed for help desperately, he was in so much pain!It hurts!How terrible, the pain of bone scraping seemed to directly pierce his soul, he really wanted to pass out like this, but he couldn't, he wanted to wake up, he wanted to call for help, he wanted to escape, he still had his mother to help him. Protect!

However, he didn't know that the loud cry for help he thought he had was not even comparable to the cry of a kitten, and being awake would only make him more painful.

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Although the blood and fear made Ah Ruan excited and happy, the long cutting made him a little impatient.

He raised his arm slightly, intending to cut off the somewhat obtrusive finger directly.

At this moment, he suddenly heard gasps coming from the entrance of the alley. He turned his head slightly to see what it was, but saw a dark figure rushing towards him!

The author has something to say: I went to the exam a few days ago, spent a lot of effort, but failed, and my heartache couldn't be more painful.I've been crying for two days and I'm still sad.