Dog Is 100 Years Old

[The full text is complete, you can jump directly to Chapter 3 for the campus part. Full order 5r, coding is not easy. Thank you for supporting the original version. I will open the next book "I will never let you go even if I am a ghost". Please collect it~] In the second year of high school in the arts and sciences department, Cheng Che, a good-tempered academic, and He Yuanchuan, a poor student with a stinky face, became roommates. He Yuanchuan, who was sleeping on his stomach, looked at the smiling top student: Take out the boring good student and throw him away. In the dim alley, Cheng Che raised his head and leaned against the mottled cement wall. The hand that had just made a fist and fought was shaking slightly, a button fell off, and the collar was open. He held a cigarette lightly with his red knuckles and blew out smoke rings from his broken lips. The two looked at each other, Cheng Che's eyes were as cold as looking at garbage. He Yuanchuan was stunned when he saw everyone: Damn, are you pretending to be good? He Yuanchuan decided to suspend the plan of throwing his classmates away. He harassed my deskmate on WeChat. When my deskmate felt dizzy, he handed me candy. His deskmate was injured and he felt distressed. His deskmate was handed a love letter and he went crazy. His deskmate pushed him to the ground and beat him until his eyes went black and he refused to fight back. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a voice: "Cheng Che, I like you, can't you tell?" Many years later. Cheng Che, who lost his memory for some reason, opened a pet hospital to sterilize stray cats and dogs free of charge. One day I found a new building built in front of the store. The owner of the building wears a pair of sunglasses and carries a black and white cat to the store every day to look for trouble. "The tail hair is too ugly." "The nails were not cut properly." "The itching on the cat's body may be due to early symptoms." Later, a drunk man came to the house without even taking the cat with him and refused to leave. "Doctor Cheng, take me in." Cheng Che just smiled, feeling as if his heart had been set on fire. He didn't dare to look up, and the familiar smell made his throat tighten: "I'm sorry, Yuanchuan, I really can't remember." [Slang dog hundred years old] means I wish you good health, peace and longevity. When Cheng Che was 27 years old, he finally got his own dog, Baisui. *Food Guide* -Mutual redemption, 1v1, he. -Campus + city, reality healing direction. ————————Pre-received article—————————— "The pretender is angry with me again" In the scorching summer when he was six years old, the bully Yan Zhao moved into Wuhai Lane with his parents, and saw Heng Liang for the first time standing outside the door after making a mistake. His face really stinks, Yan Zhao thought. So squeamish, Heng Liang stared at the boy under the lace umbrella. One person lives at the end of the alley and the other lives at the end of the alley. Yan Zhao is willful and has a bad temper, while Heng Liang has a stinky face and is distasteful to everyone. Yan Zhao was in poor health and had to drink traditional Chinese medicine every day. He refused to drink it because it was bitter, so he secretly poured it under the roots of an old tree in the alley. The tree was not watered to death, and he was almost beaten to death by his own father: "If Heng Liang hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known!" Yan Zhao was furious and went to the end of the alley to curse: "Gou Hengliang! Get out of here!" Heng Liang also exploded: "I'm so squeamish, I want you to complain to my mother again!" From the age of six to the age of sixteen, the dog bites the dog. Yan Zhao swore that there was no one more annoying than Heng Liang in the world. The college entrance examination was stressful and he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night. He took out his mobile phone and called "Gou Hengliang". After two rings, he was picked up. The voice on the other end was thick and nasal: "Call me at two o'clock in the morning. Are you sick?" Yan Zhao: "Go out." Heng Liang: "Whoever goes will have a grandson." He hung up skillfully, and five minutes later he looked at Heng Liang, who was standing under the tree with his clothes tightly wrapped, raised his eyebrows and shouted: "Grandson." The grandson looked solemn and yawned impatiently: "Hurry up." Yan Zhao reached out to touch Heng Liang's earlobe, rubbing it with his fingertips, feeling sleepy. After touching Yan Zhao, he turned away and said, "Go away, grandson." Hengliang, whose earlobes were rubbed until they were hot, felt more and more at a disadvantage the more he thought about it. He kept doing nothing and pushed the person into a tree to chew on him. Intention: Let's grow up together and go to a better future.