pet dog

Fang Yiran still had a day off, and the two of them didn't go out again. They stayed at home, basking in the sun, watching TV, and learning how to cook.

Fang Yiran taught Fang Mo to cook, and when he asked him to read the recipes, he discovered that Fang Mo could not read. He really never thought of this. Illiteracy or semi-literacy seems to be far away from Fang Yiran.

But thinking about Fang Mo, maybe he has been a dog for a long time, and even if he becomes a human, he probably won't have the opportunity to go to school to receive education. Thinking about it carefully, it's not surprising that he doesn't know how to read.Fang Mo knew simple characters, but he knew more characters but couldn't write them.

Fang Yiran patiently taught him how to read, and searched for literacy textbooks on the Internet to teach him.It's not that Fang Yiran never thought of sending Fang Mo to school, but he immediately rejected it.At his age, if he learns with other children, he will definitely be laughed at and looked at with weird eyes. Fang Yiran would rather teach him by himself.

Teach him to write his own name first, but fortunately he can write Fang Mo. Surprisingly, although the written characters are not beautiful, at least they are neat, not at all like those written by illiterate people.

After Fang Mo finished writing his name, he wrote Fang Yiran's name on the side. He smiled and asked if Fang Yiran wrote it correctly. I still learned it by looking at the name above the dog tag.

Fang Yiran nodded, the words he wrote were correct, but the order of the strokes was wrong, Fang Yiran took his pen, and wrote his name again under what he wrote, stroke by stroke, so that Fang Mo could see the sequence clearly Stroke order.

Fang Yiran's handwriting is beautiful and beautiful, just like the ones on the copybook. When comparing the two people's handwriting, Fang Mo's handwriting, which was readable at first, suddenly seemed a bit stiff, without Fang Yiran's elegant writing.Fang Mo held it and looked at it for a long time, but he was reluctant to continue writing on this piece of paper, so he folded it up and put it away.

Seeing that he was so interested in what he wrote, Fang Yiran didn't need the copybook he just wrote, and wrote another row of characters. He first taught him what the characters were, and then asked him to copy them. Fang Mo was like a primary school student, earnestly Write this word in a row behind the word Fang Yiran, and write it with great concentration.

Seeing him immersed in writing, Fang Yiran suddenly felt pity for him. It was a pity that he did not have the opportunity to receive education. Looking at him, he was very interested in learning. Fang Yiran decided to teach him well, although he did not expect him to do so. I don't have the ability to ask questions about university, but I can't let him not know how to read.

I really don't know how he came here by himself before, and whether there are other people in the family. In fact, Fang Yiran has never understood whether he was born with this kind of creature, or whether he mutated later, or is it really a monster or something. Afraid of touching his sad place, I didn't ask him.

Thinking of him wandering about, dealing with malicious people from time to time, or being chased by people, or having no shelter from the wind and rain, or finding food to eat.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously planted a soft and compassionate kiss on his forehead. Fang Mo thought that Fang Yiran was praising him for his good handwriting, so he kissed back with a smile, kissed his lips, and buried his head happily Write according to Fang Yiran's words.

On the second day, Fang Yiran went to work. Although he still had a vacation, the later he went, the more work he had backlogged. Anyway, the time difference has been adjusted, and there is nothing else at home except Fang Mo. I taught myself yesterday. After learning his pinyin, Fang Mo learned it very quickly. He could already look up the dictionary by himself, and then learned to read by himself by looking at the pinyin marked on it.

Whether Fang Mo is a human or a dog, he will send Fang Yiran to work anyway. The only difference is that Fang Yiran doesn't have to take Fang Mo out for breakfast, because Fang Mo made breakfast for him early in the morning.The two of them ate breakfast and walked to Fang Yiran's company together. Fang Mo still stood at Xiaoba's old favorite position and watched Fang Yiran enter the company gate.

Before Fang Yiran walked into his office, his phone rang. When he checked the caller ID, Fang Mo called...

"Fang Mo?" They were separated for less than a minute...

"Well, what do you want for lunch?"

"..." He called to ask this, Fang Yiran smiled wryly, but his heart was sweet, "I had lunch at the company at noon."

"Oh..." Fang Mo reluctantly agreed, the loss beyond words, and asked again, "What about that night?"

Fang Yiran laughed, so he couldn't do without himself?Fang Yiran could even imagine him pouting reluctantly. "Whatever you like, buy whatever you want."

"Then you're going home for dinner tonight?"

"Hmm." Fang Yiran walked into his office, opened the curtains, opened the window and looked down.

"Hey." Fang Mo smirked twice.

Fang Yiran looked down and saw Fang Mo at a glance. The big stupid guy was still in his original position, squatting stupidly.

"Noon..." Fang Yiran thought for a while, what should Fang Mo do if he doesn't know how to eat alone, and said, "You come to my company to find me for dinner, let's eat together."

"Really?" Fang Mo stood up at once, smiling cheerfully on the spot.

Fang Yiran saw it, and couldn't help laughing and cursing: "Silly dog, be careful not to fall off the flower bed."

"Eh?" Fang Mo looked around in surprise, wondering how Fang Yiran knew he was standing on the flower bed.

"Look up." Fang Yiran stood by the window and waved to Fang Mo who was looking up.

"Owner……"

"Okay, let's go home, I don't know it's cold if I'm stupid."

"En." Fang Mo nodded, and waved with Fang Yiran, but refused to hang up the phone.

Fang Yiran shook his head helplessly, "I'm going to work, I hung up, be careful on the road, and watch the road."

During the lunch break at noon, Fang Mo walked into Fang Yiran's office almost by pushing the door open. If Fang Yiran hadn't seen the door of the company where Fang Mo left in the morning, he would have wondered if he had been squatting at the door waiting for his lunch break. here.

In fact, Fang Yiran originally meant to ask Fang Mo to come to the company to go to the restaurant with him for dinner. Unexpectedly, Fang Mo actually cooked the meal and brought two copies to his office, which made Fang Yiran dumbfounded. Fang Mo likes doing housework so much?

The two had lunch, and Fang Mo lingered until Fang Yiran went to work in the afternoon before reluctantly leaving Fang Yiran's office, and kept confirming with him that he would go home at night.

Fang Yiran sent Fang Mo away, shook his head, and continued to work. He didn't want to receive the call until he was almost off work. There was a celebration banquet tonight. As the protagonist, he had to attend...

Fang Yiran rubbed his forehead, he actually forgot about it, the Paris Fashion Show was a success, so there was naturally a celebration banquet, really, he even promised Fang Mo that he would go home for dinner at night, Fang Yiran didn't know what to do with the phone Talk to Fang Mo.

Hearing Fang Mo's disappointed voice, he could only tell him that he would show his face at the celebration banquet, and then go home immediately.

Although Fang Yiran planned this way, as the protagonist, it is obviously not so easy to get away. There are wave after wave of people toasting, and there are countless people who come forward to say hello. Famous models have to come up for a chat , to show off his identity as a supermodel, even unnamed models have to come up and have a chat, hoping to leave an impression on Fang Yiran.

There were also many handsome men and beauties who were gearing up to recommend themselves as pillow seats. Fang Yiran really suffered from a severe headache, and finally had to pretend to be drunk before he got out. In fact, he was really a little drunk, and I don't know how many glasses he drank.

After drinking this person's toast, naturally you have to drink that person's toast, otherwise you will not give others face. Fortunately, they don't know how much Fang Yiran can drink. When Fang Yiran pretends to be drunk, no one dares to come up to drink wine.

Under the ambiguous eyes of everyone, Zhou Yan helped Fang Yiran out of the reception and got into the car.

"Phew, it's finally out." Fang Yiran, who was still drunk, woke up as soon as he got into the car.

"You..." No matter how stupid Zhou Yan was, he knew that Fang Yiran was pretending to be drunk, with a black line all over his head, "Can you really pretend to send you home?"

"Yes, take me home, thank you."

Zhou Yan stared at Fang Yiran for a long time, then sighed and started the car, neither of them spoke during the journey, Fang Yiran leaned his head on the car window, as if he was really drunk.

When it was almost time, Fang Yiran said, "I'm sorry about what happened last time, are you not angry?"

Fang Yiran's deep voice was a bit hazy, and it came slowly. Zhou Yan didn't realize it at first, but later he realized that he was talking about the date that was ruined by Xiao Ba last time, and smiled reluctantly: "Who are you angry with?" , are you still Xiaoba? Do I look like such a stingy person?"

"That's good." Fang Yiran smiled, and stopped talking. When Zhou Yan stopped the car at the door of the house, Fang Yiran said, "Thank you."

"Dean!" Fang Yiran just opened the door and walked down when he was stopped by Zhou Yan.

"Ok?"

"...Do I really have no chance?" Zhou Yan finally pointed out his purpose.

"..." Fang Yiran didn't expect him to point it out at this time, he was stunned for a while, and then said: "I don't think we are suitable."

"What doesn't fit!"

"Probably because I don't have a sense of security. Men also need a sense of security. I'm past the age of playing, and I don't want to play anymore. I just want to find a simple person to accompany me. If I'm lucky, I hope it will last forever. "Fang Yiran said frankly, yes, Zhou Yan is a good playmate, but with his personality, it is definitely not suitable for Fang Yiran.

Fang Yiran suddenly thought of Fang Mo who was waiting for him upstairs, and laughed, maybe that person would be Fang Mo.

Zhou Yan was also stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Fang Yiran to say that. Indeed, he never thought of spending the rest of his life with Fang Yiran. He just wanted to pick off this high-mountain flower. After Fang Yiran repeatedly rejected his hints, he turned to It has become a kind of obsession. As for whether you like it or not, that is for sure. How much you like it and whether you have love is hard to say.

"I see."

Fang Yiran nodded, turned around and was about to go home.

"Dean, would you mind giving me a goodbyekiss at the end?" Zhou Yan said with a smile, and stopped Fang Yiran again.

Fang Yiran nodded, turned around, and the two exchanged kisses. After a while, Fang Yiran waved goodbye to him and went upstairs. There was someone waiting for him there, that stupid and stupid big dog.