[Comprehensive] Cute Pet Diary

[Your pet's eyes are not right when looking at you. 】

【Owner: Jerome Ledford (Dentist)】

It's a terrible feeling.

Your pet doesn't look right when looking at you.

"Your pet doesn't look right at you."

Miss Maureen Nightingale told me so.

This young girl has blonde hair dyed in the style of a young lady, her skin is very fair, she has deep dark circles around her eyes, but she also has bright and pure blue eyes. Looks even younger.

When she's not smiling, she looks at me.

At this time, there will be a strange gothic atmosphere mixed with small freshness.

This seemingly harmless girl came to the landlord's pet shop for an interview today.

The equipment I ordered in advance is expected to arrive in the afternoon, so I was very free in the morning, so free that I could go to the pet shop downstairs to tease the cat with a cat teasing stick, and watch the interview by the way.

Who knows, this is the first sentence this girl said to me after seeing me.

I was taken aback for a moment, then I looked down at the tuft of red hair very close to my feet.

Recently, the little fox seems to be depending on me. No matter where I go, she will appear in my field of vision within half a minute.

She's smart enough to know that I won't reach out and hug her, and I don't like her being too close, so I keep a certain distance every time-it happens that I can touch her with one step, but she can also run away quickly. distance—squatting down, sometimes looking at me, sometimes looking elsewhere.

At this time, there is always a faint smile on her pointed face, as if looking at the dust particles that are still swirling in the air and thinking about something.

I don't know how much things can fit in her head, which is not as big as a fist.

The little fox also happened to look up. It was not just a coincidence, but she could understand the words of the little girl. Our eyes met in the air.

There was a strange light in her deep and aura-filled green eyes, and the way she looked at me was indeed a little different.

But I still feel that the little girl is bluffing me.

Otherwise, how could the little animal look at others provocatively? !

The landlady, who completely ignored my disbelieving gaze, expressed his opinion: "Hey, I think so too! Jimmy, the way Little C looks at you is not quite right."

Me: "... I think you are the one with the wrong eyes?"

Bypassing the almost white hair of the landlord, I tried to stick to his ear and whispered to him, "Are you sure you want to interview this girl? Look at her dress, she looks like a bad person in society."

The landlord squinted at me: "What's wrong with the bad people? This lady is so cute."

I'm not sure if the landlord's fatherly love is overflowing, and I frowned.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the little girl who was squatting on the ground facing the cat in the window and calling each other "meow meow".

As soon as she came to the pet store, almost all the pets were amused, but she never got tired of cats.

I continued to whisper: "Look at her, she looks like she didn't graduate from high school, she has dyed her hair and eyeshadow, and she speaks a little strangely, she doesn't seem like a suitable person here."

The landlord smiled: "Don't you Londoners all have the habit of being detectives?"

The implication is that I think too much.

The employer himself doesn't care anymore, so why bother me.He snorted, and didn't bother to persuade him, just said: "Although my family has lived in London for a long time, I am not from London, I am from Scotland."

"Don't mind such small things, the Scottish accent is the same as the London accent..." The landlord smiled, "It's just as cute."

"...I don't want to hear that from you Yankee."

I simply leave him alone.

The landlord happily took the little girl to start the interview in the small living room on the first floor.

It's an interview, but listen to the topics they discussed, how old they are, how many books they have read, where they are from, whether they have a boyfriend... It's all just chatting among neighbors.

My intuition as a doctor tells me that this girl is definitely not as innocent as she looks.

But Mr. Landlord doesn't care, and I have no right to judge this matter.But the mind of onlookers is still there, and I have no intention of leaving.

Looking around the room, except for the landlady and the others who are sitting on the sofa, there is only one chair next to the cashier.

It is inappropriate to sit next to the cash register without the owner's consent, but the landlord is having a lively chat with the little lady at this time.

At this time, both of them looked like they had rarely met a bosom friend, which made people feel embarrassed to go forward to interrupt.

After thinking about it, I myself am not someone who can rummage on the cash register, so I sat on the edge of the cash register, at an arm’s length away from the cash register, and did my best, just like being in a kindergarten under the supervision of a teacher. An obedient baby who sits obediently.

But I want to be a good baby, but some people don't allow me.

Correction, yes there are foxes not allowed.

At some point, the little fox actually climbed up to the cash register.

When I found out, she had been looking down at the cash register for a long time.

I glanced at the landlady not far away, and saw that he was concentrating on chatting with the little girl, so I threatened the little fox in a low voice: "Put it down! Or I'll throw you out tonight!"

The little fox who was wobbling slightly, but still turned his back to me, raised his head. When I saw it, I was very angry.

This little guy actually pulled out the things that the landlord hid under the account book, and hung on his lips. If the landlord knows, how can I explain it!

I quickly reached out, avoiding the tooth marks and saliva on it, and snatched what she was biting in her mouth.With this thing in his hand, the little fox raised his head and looked at me calmly, wagging his tail, but he wasn't irritated at all.

Having cared for her for a while, I knew that when she wagged her tail it usually meant her little head was spinning.

The cunning fox!

Glancing at the little fox, I lifted the ledger and planned to put it back, but I glanced at it inadvertently, but I was stunned.

The thing pulled out by the little fox was a boxy flat paper box with English letters written all over it.

I silently read the name on it.

Hidalro.

There are still some things under the account book, I don't do anything, I take them over and look at them.

Semustine.Fluoride.

Hidalro.Semustine.Fluoride.

These are all the names of the drugs.

I froze.

Although the names are very different, these drugs have one thing in common - gastric cancer patients need them very much.

These medicine boxes are relatively light, and it seems that they have been eaten a lot.

By whom?

Who else could it be?

It can't be used to feed the pets in this room, can it?

I suddenly remembered the meal that the landlord invited me to eat that day. He cooked it himself. There was a table full of potato dinners in various ways.

Potatoes are rich in vitamins, and contain a lot of starch, which is easy to absorb and is very good for patients with gastric cancer.

I glanced again at the landlady in the distance.

Although I studied oral surgery, I know what kind of disease gastric cancer is, and it is very painful to attack.

If it is a terminal patient, it usually does not last for two years.

The landlord who not long ago volunteered to help me fight the cockroach army is most likely suffering from stomach cancer.But he looked a little thin, but in fact he was full of energy, and he didn't look like he was seriously ill at all.

He chatted with the little Taimei girl with a smile on his face, and the chat was still very happy.

Even if I was a medical student, I couldn't tell that he had a serious illness.

Putting the pill box back calmly, I looked at the picture frame that touched the edge of the ledger.

A beautiful woman with the same eyes as the landlady put her arms around the landlady's neck, and both of them were laughing.

I've lived with him for a while, but I haven't seen his daughter, and I don't remember that she called the landlord to say hello, and the landlord didn't mention that daughter much.

His daughter...does she know about her father's current condition?

I blinked and collected my thoughts.

Why do you care about this? I'm not with Mr. Landlord all day long. How could I know everything about him?

And... not all fathers and children all over the world will fight like me, Elizabeth and my father.

I withdrew my hand and was about to sit back in the chair, but I noticed the eyes of the little fox who was still sitting on the cash register.

She still looked at me calmly, with the corners of her mouth turned up habitually, a half-smile.

What the little girl said suddenly appeared in my mind.

Your pet doesn't look right when looking at you.

Indeed, it is really wrong.

I sat down on the chair, straightened my back, looked at the little fox, and told her clearly word by word: "What's wrong? You've been looking at me, and you fell in love with me?"

Although the little fox was still smiling, her expression was obviously dull.

I confirmed my conclusion - it seems that she can really understand us humans.

When she regained her composure, I pointed to the ledger and asked her, "Do you know what this is?"

The little fox can't speak, and she doesn't shake her head, but I just know her silence means "yes".

I asked again: "Then you did it on purpose? You let me see it on purpose? Why?"

The fluffy red tail shook, the little fox narrowed his eyes, stretched out his little paws, and stopped about an inch away from my palm.

I subconsciously wanted to move my hand away, but my hand stepped back an inch, and her little paw moved forward an inch.

If I retreat again, she will move again.

Now, what she meant was very clear.

"...You mean, you want to touch me?" I couldn't hide my astonishment.

This time the little fox actually nodded his head with a half-smile.The pair of pointed ears with black down on her head trembled.

"...you know I don't like to touch things that are covered in germs." I don't know if a fox has self-esteem, but I still don't care about her self-esteem and tell the truth, "Not even a magical fox like you .”

The little fox tilted his head, not angry, but still smiling.

Suddenly, she stood up and approached step by step.

I subconsciously stepped back, but she had already raised her paw and pressed it on my hand.A tangled tactile sensation spread from the back of his hand to his brain.

Seeing the little fox who wanted to get close to me so much, he finally resisted the urge to withdraw his hand, and just stared straight at her.

The little fox also stared straight at me with his eyes.

Then, step by step, she walked along my arm, slowly approached my shoulder, and even closer to my face, stepping on light and devil-like steps.

The face on the side near her suddenly burned up, as if the white blood cells had activated on their own, and began to stare at the army of viruses that were about to attack.

The little fox stopped before his pointed nose poked my face.I shivered nervously.

A sly light flashed in the green eyes in front of me, and a red light suddenly swept towards my eyes, and I closed my eyes subconsciously.

I thought I would be swept across my face by the little fox's big tail, but there was no fluffy tangled touch on my face for a long time.

Just as it was strange, his forehead was suddenly poked by something soft.I opened my eyes, just as the little fox withdrew its paws and looked over again with a half-smile.

...I felt like my whole body was going stiff.

"It seems that you have reached an agreement." The landlady's comforting words came from the door.

"Look, I'll tell you that she doesn't look at you right." Xiao Taimei's words followed closely.

I flew over with a sharp eye.

The landlord just smiled: "Dear Dr. Ledford, the medical equipment you ordered is already outside the door, do you have time now?"

"...Nonsense." As I said, I was about to throw a sharp eye at the little fox, but she jumped off my shoulders in a smart way.

Before the little step could move on the ground, the little fox turned around and gave him a wink.

I pretended not to see and stood up.

I have to go and change first, then wash my hands.As for the forehead... I hesitated and wiped my face with water.

After packing it all up, I went to check on my equipment and it was almost there.

The people who brought the equipment were also responsible for helping me move it up. Seeing that they were all stronger than me, I enjoyed their services with peace of mind.

But when they reached the stairs, they were in a bit of a dilemma: "The stairs are a bit narrow. We should hang them directly from the windows on the third floor with ropes."

I rolled my eyes: "Then what are you waiting for, get out quickly, let me go upstairs and follow the rope when I get out of the stairs."

They are still grinding and chirping on the stairs.

I glanced over.

There were three people who helped me move the equipment, one stood on the stairs to support the front, and the other two held it behind, bearing most of the weight of the equipment.

Because the stairs were too narrow, the two people behind couldn't fall over for a while, so they could only move out little by little.

So progress is slow.

The landlord was worried: "Oh, be careful, don't damage my stairs... My board is not very strong..."

They are also anxious, but progress is still slow.

I couldn't bear to go over and urge me, but I saw the little girl who had been watching from the side walked over first: "Let me go, let me come."

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and let her, a petite girl, take her hand.

She held most of the weight of the equipment behind her and waited for the two of us to be squeezed away by her. The moment the equipment was released but before it fell and smashed the stairs, she had already stretched out her hand to support the equipment and held it firmly.

After a while, with her help, the equipment successfully left the stairs and returned to the door.

"Okay." The little girl let go of her hand and patted it, with a calm but satisfied look, "It's intact, isn't it?"

At this time, the person who was moving the equipment in front finally saw what the person who took over looked like.He looked at the two people who were pushed away strangely.

The two people who were pushed away looked at me strangely.

I looked at Mr. Landlord strangely.

The landlord secretly wiped his sweat.

This is a job he hired himself, and he wants to finish the job while crying.