Xu Wentang has an eight-year-old Basset.
Before his death, his mother told him that Tudou was a good dog, but he was a little lazy, so you should take more care of him.
Xu Wentang remembered his damn teachings. But as the days passed, he gradually turned into a numb working machine, and it was difficult to breathe, let alone raising a dog with all his heart.
After a thorough examination, the results on the report sheet showed - "Moderate depression, severe anxiety."
In order to save his life, Xu Wen and Tang Yi left home naked without hesitation.
On the tenth day after his home was left in ruins, he looked at his home that was almost torn down. He struggled to get out of bed and cried while cleaning up.
"Mom... Didn't you say that potatoes can't tear down a house..."
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Xu Wentang picked up a dog.
A beagle in the appreciating period.
A gadget that was not as long as his arms came out of the bushes wearing a floral bib and hugged Tudou's thigh.
Xu Wentang: "..."
Well, very good, it's a matter of fact.
Unable to bear to see little Bihan homeless at night, Xu Wentang took it home and posted a message to find its owner.
One month, two months... The dog owner is like a stone sinking into the sea.
So Little Bi got a new name "Sweet Potato" and soon learned to tear down the house with the potato.
The double combat power was extraordinary. Xu Wentang successfully lived a daily life of walking the dog during the day and drawing at night, and cleaning up a mess in between.
Finally having time to breathe, he hugged the pot-bellied potato and cried bitterly. The newly bought slippers were still bitten by the sweet potato in his mouth.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Douzi... Why do I seem to be bipolar..."
Potato: "..."
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Two o'clock in the morning, sleepless night.
The extremely excited Sweet Potato bit the newly bought toy, swung his big ears and made a donkey bray, while Potato snored thunderously in the doghouse.
Xu Wentang couldn't bear it anymore, so he took out the leash and started walking the dog late at night.
Passing by the bridge, Xu Wentang faced the rushing river, opened his arms, and heard a strange donkey-like braying in his ears. At this moment... It was all very vivid.
He thought, Mom, it's good to be alive.
"What are you doing, don't want to die?!"
Xu Wentang was held up by someone, like a turtle with its legs in the air.
The person carrying him was a man with a domineering face, with sharp outlines and muscles that pressed against his spine.
"I can't think about it at such a young age. Where are your parents?"
The man cursed over his face. Xu Wentang listened for a long time and said calmly: "I'm just here to walk the dog."
"You've crossed a line."
Qin Tianyao: "You come to walk the dog at two o'clock in the morning?"
Sweet Potato called out "werer" twice and grabbed the man's legs with great excitement.
Qin Tianyao looked down and pointed at the incredible love texture on the sweet potato's ears: "Steamed buns?"
Xu Wentang: "...?"
Nonsense, this is his sweet potato.
Intention: When you are in darkness, your heart is toward the light
