
[Touken Ranbu] Collection of Fanfiction Short Stories
[刀剑乱舞]同人短篇集
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So cute... Oh, it's so good. It's always sad to say goodbye to a pet...
There were puppies like this in my hometown. When I was a child, during the years when dog dealers were at their most rampant, I saw different puppies at the door every year when I went back. Later, they must have been cracked down and rectified. The last yellow puppy was never lost. Later, when she got sick, there was no pet hospital in the countryside to treat her. She survived it, and died some time ago. He is a very good puppy. I used to be afraid of those ferocious-looking local dogs because they were very big and I was very small at that time. They might be half as big or even taller than me when they stood up. Once I was playing in the valley of my hometown. When I wanted to come out, I suddenly saw a big black dog blocking the exit of the valley. I didn't dare to go out and it kept staring at me. The confrontation lasted for half an hour. My puppy suddenly appeared and kept barking at the aggressive dog to drive it away. To be honest, I only go back to my hometown once a year. I never know how she remembers me. I can't remember the relatives I see once a year at all, but she just remembers me. Just like what is written above, when I was a child, I would secretly hide meat from the dinner table in my hands and take it out to feed her. She would always take small bites and eat it slowly and cherish it. I actually had a premonition when I went back to my hometown during the Chinese New Year this year. She walked very slowly, and her tail was not wagging like a small fan like before. She only shook it hard when she saw me and then slowly lay down again. So I said goodbye to her properly when I left, but when I heard the news about her departure some time ago, I still thought that maybe I should hug her again. I really, really like this story. Woohoo.
It's beautiful and the writing is very warm.
Luo Xiaohei has lived from elementary school to university, and the author and I have lived longer than each other!
It's so real that I can't tell the difference between a cockroach and a cicada.
Hahahahaha, I went bankrupt because of giving out red envelopes
Yeah, it's Ping Ming who has appeared in other articles.
So cute, Qingguang with a social and animal taste is so rare