The old man was used to keeping to himself.
But...
"...After I met you..."
The old man slowly broke into a smile.
"I felt lucky."
Maybe it was because of that box of fried rice. Maybe there were other reasons too. He didn't know...
In any case, the black dog had chosen him.
And stayed by his side for his entire life.
"I'm grateful..."
Why?
He instinctively began to struggle.
"You choosing me was the greatest stroke of luck in the rest of my life."
Years later, as he lay in bed, he received a three-leaf clover from a child...
Did I treat Feifei, Great Taotie, and the others as family?
Xiao Xiao was slightly taken aback.
It shook its head.
"I'm sad."
The old man lowered his head.
"He..."
Right up to the very end, the white dog had given me a little luck.
I didn't know whether it was a coincidence or whether the child's thoughtfulness had truly moved the heavens, but I gradually regained my strength.
"Thank you for staying by my side for so long."
Could he find another one growing on its head?
Great Taotie's mind really was filled with nothing but food.
A person who met all those conditions...
Xiao Xiao smiled.
Cong Cong was puzzled.
"Awooo!"
Cong Cong shook its head.
It felt as though it had been pulled out of the atmosphere of the old man and the white dog saying goodbye just now.
Cong Cong hesitated.
Unfortunately.
It wasn't only that child.
"What else would I need..."
He accepted the three-leaf clover.
Did he treat it as family?
Though it didn't quite understand.
The commotion here drew the attention of other customers and passersby.
"Let go of me!"
"But