The moment I died in a car accident, I thought I would never see Lin Haoran again in this life. But when I opened my eyes again, I became a dirty stray dog in his courtyard in Qingshui Village. The black spot on the tip of my ear was exactly the same as the mole behind my ear in my previous life. He is an aloof, indifferent and taciturn businessman, but he is extremely gentle to me - he leaves a light to accompany me late at night because he is afraid of the dark. When I was sick, he put aside all his work and stayed by my side all night, gently tracing his fingertips along my hair and murmuring "Wanwan". He didn't know that every inch of his love was his dead wife that was engraved in his bones and remembered thousands of times. I didn't dare to say it, because I was afraid that once I said it, even this humble companionship would become a luxury. People and dogs have different paths, and love is hard to hide. When the villains are closing in, and when the truth about the car accident emerges, how should I tell him that the puppy squatting at his feet and accompanying him through countless nights is the person he misses day and night? And how will he face the fate of "his dead wife turning into a dog"? A mixture of sadism and sweetness, two-way redemption, from human to dog, I will spend my whole life loving him again.
