deformed bone

"Mrs. Anna, your dog..."

The nurse stared at the dog, hesitated to speak.

It was a good dog, strong, healthy, young, almost a perfect dog.

Calvin was also looking at the dog.

But what he saw was another dog. The rotten and smelly dead dog with maggots coming out of its fur was also beside Mrs. Anna. The swollen tongue licked the old lady's veiny hand.

The old lady scratched the back of her hand unconsciously, she couldn't see the imperfect and unattractive dog.

Not only for others in the waiting room, her hyperactive spirit had reached an unpleasant level.Including the black cat owner who looks a bit nervous but unexpectedly good-tempered.

He was still holding Ms. Vera's cat box, a little restless.

Calvin had no doubt that he was considering whether to leave for a while.

As for Calvin...he wants to leave here more than the "devout" Flying Pasta believer, and others can't perceive it (but Calvin thinks that the black cat may have sensed something), but for Calvin, The rancid smell emanating from the old woman was so strong that it made him want to retch.

Once he realized that the other party was an Adventist, Calvin had a physical disgust for her.

And the dog, which seemed to be some kind of illusory phantom.

Calvin had seen the truth of it, and he was terribly saddened by it.

Fortunately, the difficult time did not last too long.

Just as Mrs. Anna stretched out her hand and tried to grab the nurse and yelled at her, Dr. Mira appeared in the waiting room, and Virgil followed behind her empty-handed.

The blood left by the dog remained on Virgil's clothes, but the color of the dog's blood had turned into an old dark red at this time.

"Wang-"

It was the stray dogs that noticed his presence before humans.

One of the dogs opened its mouth and let out a short bark.

But this time Virgil did not ignore them, he glanced in the direction of the group of stray dogs, his emerald green pupils became deep and cold.

"Woooooooo..."

A faint whimper escaped from the throat of the dog that was trying to scream.It fell down trembling, and together with its trembling companions, it dared not move.

Of course, Virgil's unusually brief encounter with the stray dog ​​did not attract the attention of the woman beside him.

Because at this time, she only saw the old woman and the bewildered young nurse.

"Oh, Aunt Anna!"

Dr. Mira let out a low exclamation when he saw the scene in front of him.A fleeting look of embarrassment and shame appeared on her delicately made-up face.

"What happened here?"

When asking, Calvin saw her unconsciously glance at Virgil, there was a hint of secret moisture in her eyes, and a faint blush remained on her cheekbones.

Although it was very, very subtle, Calvin still clearly noticed something strange.

The relationship between Dr. Mira and Virgil was different, at least until Virgil took the poor stray dog ​​and disappeared down the corridor with her. It was a very simple doctor-patient relationship between the two of them. .

But now, uh, they're apparently getting acquainted, or friendly?

Calvin didn't notice that he was frowning, his stomach was chilling, and slowly began to tighten again.

The discomfort that had subsided at the friendly murmur of the black cat, Lady Vera, haunted him again.

"Calvin, are you okay?"

Virgili didn't pay attention to Dr. Emira's gloomy glance. After returning to the waiting room, all his attention fell on Calvin. The latter's ugly face made him nervous.

He rushed to Calvin's side, trying to hold Calvin's hand, but Calvin inadvertently avoided it.

"I'm fine, just a little stomachache."

Calvin lowered the brim of his hat and said softly.

On the other side of the two of them, Dr. Mira expertly dealt with his difficult and obviously out of order aunt.She was indeed a smart and capable woman who easily saved the hapless nurse from Mrs. Anna's verbal attacks.

But in such a chaotic scene, Calvin keenly noticed that Dr. Mira's gaze paused on him.

Calvin's nerves tensed instantly, and he buried his head a little lower.

"What about the dog?"

Calvin asked.

"The little guy will be fine." It was Ms. Mira who spoke first than Vigily. She supported her aunt with one hand, and at the same time turned her head and smiled at Calvin.

That friendly, polite, fake smile.

"...It's quite lucky, no matter what it is that hurts it, at least it's sharp enough and clean. Don't worry, it didn't hurt the vitals, the wound on the skin needs stitches, but a strong little guy like it , it will be cured in a short time.”

Dr. Mira continued.

"Thank you."

Calvin said.

"I also believe that the little guy will be fine. He is a lucky puppy—I hope he will be lucky enough to find his own owner after heals." Vigili took up the conversation skillfully (maybe he wanted to let Don't let the subtle awkwardness of the scene get too thick), "Adoption services here."

He explained to Calvin as if explaining something.

Calvin tried to figure out the emotions of an ordinary tourist, the kind of enthusiastic, friendly young tourist who picked up puppies on the beach, and said, "Wow, that's really good."

Before Dr. Mira got entangled with his aunt again, Vigilie took Calvin out of the pet hospital.Before leaving, Dr. Mira smiled at Calvin again: "I will notify you when the little one is well."

Calvin noticed that the muscles under her eyelids were not moving.

The moment he walked out of the gate of the pet hospital, a scorching wind blew in his face, blowing away the cold and gloomy atmosphere brought by the air-conditioning in the pet hospital.

Calvin clutched his stomach, feeling much better.

By the time he got into Virgil's car and returned to the seaside villa where the two lived temporarily, the discomfort in his stomach had completely disappeared, and even the dull pain on his back caused by the growing wings had become extremely weak.

But Calvin still felt that something was wrong in his body.

It's hard to describe the feeling exactly, but Calvin does feel a little... chest tightness, shortness of breath, or rather, a heavy heart.

"Are you sure you're okay and you've got another back problem? Man, you look like you just finished a twelve hour 'Justin Bieber music marathon.'"

Virgil was circling around Calvin, a little more eager than usual.

Of course, this does not mean that he is usually indifferent to Calvin, it's just... just a little unnatural.

Calvin curled up on the sofa, he raised his eyes and glanced at Virgil.

"what have you done?"

Suddenly, he asked.

Vigily paused: "What?"

"You're looking like you've done something unethical and you're feeling guilty."

Calvin said.

Cold sweat broke out from the tip of Virgil's nose, and he blinked his eyes, looking almost like a puppy who was caught by his master for stealing snacks.

"Actually, there's nothing..."

Calvin looked at him.

Vigili threw up her hands in a gesture of surrender: "God, it's really nothing. I made a few jokes, I mean, I just wanted to get on with her, but she seemed to think I It was funny, and then I told her you and I were a gay couple...you don't mind that, do you?"

Calvin shook his head: "Of course not."

Virgili didn't relax because of Calvin's response.

【"You are flustered."】

The green-eyed youth heard Fogg whispering strangely and darkly in his body.

【"As a liar, you are now out of standard."】

【"Shut up, Fogg."】

Vigilie coldly cursed Fogg who was gloating in his heart—God, he really just wanted to get close to that doctor—he was always good at making a good impression through disguise.Impressing others is usually a good idea.

But this time, maybe he was a little too hard, or his appearance just happened to be in line with Dr. Mira's liking, and the favor he got from Dr. Mira exceeded his expectations.

"Sometimes..." Calvin said abruptly while Vigily and Fogg were having a heart-to-heart conversation, "I think you seem to be very good at deceiving people, when you play the role you made up yourself , almost flawless. It kind of feels like, once you try to get someone to like you, that person is hard to get out of your hands. The doctor is probably the same? I think she likes it."

Calvin suddenly stopped talking, because Virgil looked at him in shock, his emerald green eyes were full of disbelief, his lips were parted, but he didn't say anything for a long time half a word.

Virgilie looked hurt.

Calvin shivered, and suddenly broke away from his strange emotions.

"Sorry, I-I didn't mean that." He simply didn't know why he said that to Virgil before, this young man helped him so much, but he had some dark thoughts towards him Such unfair speculation and making things difficult.

Calvin was even ashamed of his actions.

"I just want to make things safer for both of us."

Virgili struggled to squeeze out the words from the depths of his body.

He looked devastated, which left Calvin wallowing in remorse.

"I didn't mean to, Virgili, I might just be a little... a little out of sorts. You see, I'm not feeling well, and I met the bloody Adventists in the bloody clinic..."

"Oh my God, that old lady?"

Sure enough, Vigilie's attention was shifted to the members of the Adventists that Calvin said.