Don't Call Me Teacher

I burst into tears watching this. My dog ​​died of illness at the same age. Compared with your clear conscience, I feel guilty for her. I am not a qualified owner. Although my dog ​​is not called sister, she is my sister at home. She came to me when I was in the fourth grade of elementary school. She is a poodle, and she came to our home because poodles don't shed. I was still a child when she came. For me at that time, playing with the puppy, feeding it, and scooping up poop was already my greatest level of patience—I even became impatient even playing with the puppy. After all, there were so many homeworks, so many good-looking cartoons, and so many things in the world. It was too boring to always pick up balls with the puppy. We only go for dog walks on weekends, and even avoid them on weekends. She is kept at home like this and rarely gets to go out to play. Every time she just goes out, she will jump her legs happily, which is very cute. It is an action that other puppies cannot do. By the time I reached junior high school, my rebellious phase had arrived, and my family was always full of quarrels. She was always frightened and started yelling a lot - she turned out to be a puppy who only grunted at people. When she spent all her life's passion accompanying me, I would always push her away indifferently, scold her, and hit her. Because she didn't have enough opportunities to go out and play, she developed the behavior of peeing at the door whenever we went out without her as a protest - she would go to the toilet, but every time I came back from school she would always forget about it and run to me happily, and I would always get angry and beat her. I regret very much, why didn't I hug her when I opened the door so many times? She grew up eating dog food. She has never eaten canned food or dog food. The food she has tasted in her life is so scarce. Apart from daily dog ​​food, we only occasionally give her one or two pieces of meat that is heavy in oil and salt for human consumption. When I was growing up, she always continued to give me love. I enjoyed it and even disliked the excessive enthusiasm. It seems that the only time I could call her love back was in college. After getting rid of the heavy schoolwork, every time I go home, it is time for winter and summer vacations. I finally have time to spend time with her, play with her, and take her out for walks. But this time is so short, I never thought that separation is so close before my eyes She passed away when I was a junior in college. The cause of death is unknown. It was probably epilepsy or other brain diseases. We took her to the largest pet hospital in our city and did a full-body examination, but no cause was found. Our place is a small place, and all the pet hospitals in the city do not have brain equipment and cannot perform examinations. In addition to the best pet hospitals, we also visited three others, but none could find the cause, so we had to treat it as epilepsy first. But it didn't get better. Just when we were about to borrow a car and drive her to the next city to see a doctor, she left us. She fell ill and died in my arms. I watched her twitching uncontrollably, breaking away from me and falling to the ground, her body flapping uncontrollably on the ground, incontinent, and then left me forever. I always thought she could live to be 20 years old. After all, she was so healthy. I took her for a checkup at the end of the year before she died. The doctor said she was in good health and had no major problems. I hope she won't be a puppy again in her next life. I am an unqualified owner and I feel sorry for her.

Hahaha, is the male protagonist the kind of clear and stupid male college student?

Why do people always have such big opinions on the heroine...

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah so angry╰_╯

Is this because the Five Elements owe r? There are so many Japanese characters in the name hhhhhhh

Well, there are a lot of free cats in my husband's workplace. I once bought freeze-dried strawberries for cats. My cat wouldn't eat them, so I stuffed them into a bag because I often bring food to the cats in the mountains. I didn't remind him specifically. But he took them out and thought they were for humans. He enthusiastically sent them to his colleagues in the office one by one [covering his face and laughing]. His colleagues asked him in confusion why the freeze-dried strawberries were free. He finally realized that they were eaten by cats, and immediately questioned me on the phone. [Covering face and laughing and crying] I laughed and hugged him. In the end, he didn't dare to tell the truth to his colleagues [Covering face and laughing and crying] [Covering face and laughing and crying]

I can't stand it anymore. I cried so much when I read the last chapter. Although it was very crying from the beginning to the end, the last chapter was even more light but heart-wrenching. Morrie, I will follow you forever.

Oh my God, this episode made me cry

A hopeful ending, but so sad

Hahahahaha, I just said that classmate Xiaojing is so popular, why didn't he have a farewell party?