The Theory of the Transformation of the Loyal Dog's Soul

The big dog fell dying in a pile of clothes and fabrics.Fang Ze opened his mouth unconsciously, not knowing what to say at all.There is nothing too exciting for a person to live to this extent!

"Steamed buns?" The man hugged the big dog into his arms, only to hear the dog humming weakly twice, half-closed his eyes, and looked like he was about to roll his eyes.

Fang Ze's hands trembled a little. He hastily pulled the clothes and trousers that had fallen on the ground into his hands. He really wanted to walk out calmly with the big dog on his shoulders. Unfortunately, his legs were so soft that he sat down on the ground and stood up. not coming.

Looking at the big dog in his arms, Fang Ze suddenly felt wronged and wanted to cry.

Looking back on his life over the past few decades, apart from being chased down the street by his mother holding a kitchen knife when he came out of the closet, there is nothing more embarrassing than today.

Fang Ze is not a man of pursuit, he only wishes for a lifetime of peace and security, but God just doesn't let him go and made a funny joke on him.With a bang, his life was in turmoil.

The tension in my mind snapped the moment I saw the steamed bun change back again.

He was stunned.

Fang Ze is just an ordinary person, and he has never seen big scenes a few times. The situation in front of him is beyond his acceptance, and he can't handle it.What's more, this is a street, people come and go, and there is a danger of being exposed at any time.

Fang Ze felt scared, and subconsciously locked the big dog in his arms tightly, not knowing what to do.

The steamed bun nestled between his arms and groaned uneasily, the eyes of the beast were melancholy and deep, it tried to raise its head, trying to touch the man's tense chin.

It really wanted to comfort the man in front of it, it felt sorry.

Fang Ze was startled by Mantou's movement, he lowered his head to meet the big dog's wet eyes.In fact, the other party was also very sad... This kind of recognition made him calm down a little, and he buried his head and kissed the big dog's forehead.

Can't stay here for too long... He took out his phone and wanted to ask for help.

There are many names in the phone book, but there is no one who can help him.This discovery made Fang Ze feel sad again. After searching repeatedly, he finally stopped at the account of "Wang Bin".

Fang Ze caused too much trouble for Wang Bin. He actually didn't want to disturb him again and again, but besides this person, he didn't know who to turn to.

"Hi, I'm Fang Ze..."

Wang Bin is still working at this time.Fang Ze was lucky. The headquarters building of Juse Culture Network Company, where Wang Bin was located, was in a business district not far from the city center, and it took only ten minutes to drive there.

Ten minutes later, Editor Wang found him at the bottom of the dark bridge.

He was taken aback: "What's the matter with you?!"

Clothes all over the place; a big dying dog; Fang Ze, whose nose and eye sockets were unnaturally red, looked aggrieved.

Lao Wang's first reaction: Fang Ze was robbed!

In broad daylight...it's actually unlikely...

He was a little worried, "It's okay, why do you always let me see you as a poor little daughter-in-law."

"I'm sorry." Fang Ze lowered his head and did not refute.

Wang Bin was taken aback for a moment, knowing that the matter might be a little serious.He squatted down and patted Fang Ze, glanced at the yellow hair in his arms, a little surprised: "Is the big dog sick?"

nod.

"Get up, I'll take you back." He reached out to tidy up the clothes on the ground, "Is this all yours?"

"Ah."

Wang Bin poked around in the pile of clothes, with a strange expression on his face.Brand new clothes and pants are fine, but even half-worn underwear is included!

"You, you... why don't you put it in a bag?"

In fact, Fang Ze really wanted to tell Wang Bin that half an hour ago these clothes were still worn on the mobile model Big Dog Demon, so why would he need a bag.

He sniffed and remembered: "I have the bag, it's left on the platform and the driveway. It's just outside..." As he spoke, he wanted to get up to get it, but his heels were still soft, and he sat down again go back.

He bared his teeth in pain.

Wang Bin pressed Lao Fang's restless shoulder: "Okay, ancestor! I'm sorry, I'll get it!" Then he disappeared.

The cars on the driveway have passed by for an unknown number of times, and there is no shadow of the clothes scattered on the road. Maybe some mysterious person picking up garbage has already mopped up.

Wang Bin scratched his head, and walked to the platform not far away.There are packing bags all over the place, but there is a guy with glasses standing next to him, and all the pockets are gathered in a small circle of half a meter with him as the center.

Wang Bin was not sure whether these things belonged to Fang Ze.He glanced at it.

As mentioned earlier, Wang Bin's appearance is rough and unkempt, and the tender heart of a man is ruthlessly buried under the illusion.

The glasses brother felt chills down his spine when he was glanced at by Editor Wang, and his bamboo pole-like body shrank back slightly. He pushed the big black-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said in a friendly voice, "Excuse me, what's the matter?"

"Oh, that..." Pharaoh laughed a few times with embarrassment, "My friend's shopping is left here, I'll get it for him!"

When the glasses brother heard it, his eyes glowed, and he stepped forward and asked, "Is it a black and white dress?"

"Yes Yes!"

"You're here. I've been waiting here for a long time, afraid that someone might lose something!" The glasses brother was very happy, and hurriedly lifted all the bags on the ground to Wang Bin, with a simple and honest face: "I saw the two brothers just now. They went out with a whoosh! They didn't take anything!"

"Two people?"

"Yes yes yes!"

"Thanks for that." Wang Bin was a little confused, and he stumbled out a hundred-yuan bill from his pocket, and handed it to the glasses brother, "Thank you so much today, this little thing..."

"No, don't!" The glasses man jumped in fright, jumped back like a bamboo pole, and waved his hands again and again, as if he was about to run away when he saw Wang Bin going forward again.

Only then did Wang Bin accept the money, and said with a smile, "Young man is not bad, he is moral! Hehe~"

Wang Bin stuffed the clothes into the trunk of the car and went back to find Fang Ze.

Fang Ze's legs are weak, and it still hurts when pinched, probably because of a stretched muscle.This talented person lives at home all day long and doesn't exercise at all, so don't suffer if he comes here suddenly.Wang Bin didn't even bother to talk about him.

Fang Ze couldn't walk with the dog in his arms.Wang Bin snatched the steamed bun from his arms and glared at him, "What kind of baby dog, you hold him so tight!" Then he carried the big dog into the car and went to help Fangze.

Along the way, Fang Ze was very silent.Wang Bin stopped after asking twice, Fang Ze didn't like to talk about it, and he didn't want to force it.

The steamed bun still couldn't cheer up, Fang Ze smoothed its hair, and found that the wound was a bit damp, and when he brushed away the long hair, he realized that it was bleeding.It's not that Fang Ze didn't want to take it to the hospital, but he couldn't be sure when the big dog would transform again inexplicably.

There was nothing he could do.

The big dog snorted twice, Fang Ze felt very distressed, and tears fell down without paying attention.

"Hey, why are you crying?!" Wang Bin, who was driving, was startled, and hurriedly freed his hand to help wipe, but Fang Ze avoided it.

Fang Ze also felt a little embarrassed, turned his face away, and moaned sadly: "Don't talk to me, I'm feeling bad."

Wang Bin sighed and stopped talking.To be honest, he felt that Fang Ze's behavior was very strange. If Fang Ze didn't talk about the whole thing, he couldn't find where Mr. Logic died.

Raising his hand to touch the cigarette on the car, he squeezed it, Wang Bin glanced at Fang Ze who was looking out the window alone, and put it down again.

Wang Bin knew Fang Ze many years ago.

At that time, Wang Bin was still a small editor who relied on family connections for a living, and Fang Ze was just a little transparent.Wang Bin read the article submitted by Fang Ze, and felt that the style of writing was clean and fresh, which was not bad, so he accepted it.

Later, at an author gathering held by the company, that was the first time Wang Bin saw Fang Ze: an ordinary young man in old white clothes, standing quietly by the side.

After all, he was his own writer. Wang Bin went over to say hello. Fang Ze gave him a friendly smile, with the shyness of a newcomer to society.

Wang Bin has remembered for so many years, the first impression Fang Ze gave him: warm eyes and a clean smile.

One is straight-tempered, and the other is a single "stupid" nerd. Once they come and go, they become friends and have known each other for many years.

It is also fate.

Sending people back, and running upstairs and downstairs twice, this pair of main pets are both goods that can't take care of themselves.Wang Bin admits it!

"I'm sorry to trouble you." Fang Ze was very embarrassed.

"What are you talking about, Shengfen!" Throwing the person and the dog on the sofa to lie down, the big dog was jolted by Wang Dabian's violent movements, and quickly rolled into Fang Ze's arms to nest.

"Do you really not want to go to the hospital?"

Fang Ze stroked the big dog's fur, hesitated: "No, no need."

Wang Bin nodded, wiped the hot sweat off his brow, and asked, "Is there anything to drink? Your mouth is dry!"

"There's milk in the fridge. You'd better drink it hot. There's a pot in the kitchen."

"Well, I'll cook something for you too."

Wang Bin is busy in the kitchen here, and Fang Ze is checking the big dog inside and out, asking anxiously in a low voice: "Why is this happening? What should I do? Can you change back?"

The big dog shook his head with a sad face.

While talking, suddenly, the steamed bun shook violently.Then, without warning, he broke free from Fang Ze's arms, rolled off the sofa while twisting, and hit the coffee table with his huge body.

There was only a loud bang, and several porcelain bowls on the coffee table were turned upside down by the aftermath.

"What's the matter?" Wang Bin's voice came from the kitchen, he thought that Fang Ze was unable to move and fell somewhere.

Fang Ze's face changed drastically, and before he had time to rescue the big dog, he yelled at Wang Bin, "Don't come here! Don't come here! Wait a minute!!"

Wang Bin was terrified by being called, the more Fang Ze shouted diligently, the more serious he felt that something was wrong, he ran into the living room quickly.

The big dog howled in pain.

Then, the well-informed editor Wang Da felt a blur before his eyes, before he could react.

Big, dog, change, human, gone!

Big, dog, change, human, gone! ! !

An ugly man was lying on the floor of Fang Ze's house, humming in pain.

Fang Ze: "..."

Bai Jian: "..."

Editor Wang Da: "...!"

Wang Bin's brain froze instantly, and his first reaction was: I must be blind! Go——!

The author has something to say:

The original plot was changed, so... Mao Daxian was robbed... and ran away with the lid on the pot~