Was the black dog just like him? Had it, too, gone through that brush with death...
Just like him...
They still had several years to live together...
"Don't rush."
The old man smiled. "However long you stay here, I'll be with you."
As long as the black dog was happy, that was all that mattered.
The old man didn't care about any gift.
As long as the black dog stayed as lively as it was now, that would be the best gift it could give him.
The black dog barely heard the old man or Xiao Xiao.
Its entire attention was fixed on finding a four-leaf clover.
It had finally made it here.
It had to find a four-leaf clover.
It remembered it was supposed to be right here...
The black dog looked around.
Its eyes were full of anxiety.
The black dog pawed through every patch of grass.
No, not this one...
Not this one either...
Could someone else have picked it...
The thought struck the black dog like a bolt of lightning.
Its whole body went rigid.
No, that couldn't be...
"Lei Zi?"
The old man, whose attention was fixed entirely on the black dog, quickly noticed something was wrong.
"What's the matter?"
The old man crouched down.
He gently stroked the black dog's head.
The black dog turned to look at the old man.
Then it suddenly ran off.
No.
It didn't believe it!
It was going to give its master a four-leaf clover!
A four-leaf clover that would bring good luck...
It had to give its master one!
"Lei Zi!"
The old man's outstretched hand slowly dropped.
He hurried to his feet.
"Careful."
Xiao Xiao steadied the old man, who was stumbling a little.
The old