Chapter 3 — Old Love Knocks on My Door

Giang Tu doesn't go, then I have to go. So today, even if it rains knives, he still has to take the dog out for me. I threw a large raincoat and a small raincoat on him and started the countdown:

“Three, two…”

The oppression of bloodlines from childhood to adulthood is no joke. This countdown trick used on my younger brother is effective every time. Before counting to one, although its soul protested, its body crawled up and put on a raincoat. Sending one big and one small out, I plan to call the management today to report the apartment next door being repaired. If you keep banging on the wall like that every night, who can stand it? I hadn't even found the management's phone number when my brother returned. I looked behind it and saw no sign of the dog.

"Why did you come back so quickly? Where is Dai Trang?"

Looking back at Giang Tu, the clothes were clean and dry, completely unlike having just walked a husky in the wind and rain. My brother raised his eyebrows at me:

“The house next door is helping.”

“What?”

I thought I heard wrong. Giang Tu said, as soon as he left the door, he saw Quy Da coming out of the apartment next door. Then Dai Trang immediately went crazy and rushed forward. It kisses and licks people, no matter how much it stops, it can't be stopped.

"It turns out that Dai Trang is the dog that my sister and her ex-brother-in-law raised together? The person next to him even claimed to be his father!"

Giang Tu leaned back on the sofa and leisurely peeled a banana and ate it. I walked over and kicked it.

“Then you will give Dai Trang to him too?”

"Why can't it be? He is Dai Trang's biological father, could he still harm him?"

Giang Tu replied naturally.

"You don't see how enthusiastic Dai Trang is. I can't stop him."

“And last night, did you hear the beagle next door purring?”

"I guess my ex-brother-in-law still has a beagle. Taking one is also leading, taking two is also leading. Do you think that's right?"

I can't help but say that Giang Tu's speaking skills are quite good. I cannot refute at this time. Actually, I'm not worried about what will happen to Dai Trang in Quy Da's hands. After all, when I first raised it, Quy Da took care of the food, drink, and hygiene. But now I really feel strange. Isn't Quy Da's house downstairs from ours? Why did you come out from the apartment next door?

07

I held an umbrella, preparing to find out more clearly. This old apartment complex is quite small. The whole area has only one large lawn suitable for walking dogs. Not having gone far, I saw Quy Da. After all, he was tall and long-legged, standing in the middle of the crowd was extremely outstanding, let alone in the middle of a heavy rain without a single person in sight. Dai Trang continuously rushed forward, unable to hide his joy, his tail waving like a fan. Can't see Quy Da's emotions. Because he's wearing sunglasses. I'm really speechless. Walk the dog in the middle of a storm and still wear sunglasses. He still likes to color like before. Coming to the lawn, Dai Trang walked around a few times and then began to comfortably deal with his sadness. Quy Da quickly bent down to catch the feces, his movements still as skillful as before. After finishing everything, one person and one dog walked towards me. I quickly turned around and hid in a hidden corner next to the wall. Quy Da took the dog under the porch but had no intention of going upstairs. He squatted down and looked at Dai Trang. Looking at it for a while, he suddenly hugged it. I: "?" A person and a dog hugged each other tightly under the porch in the middle of heavy rain. Hug After a while, I heard a whimper. A bit familiar. Not sure, let's hear more. I raised my ears and took a few steps forward. Quy Da was hugging Dai Trang and crying:

“Good son, do you miss dad?”

Then he asked himself and answered:

“Good boy, dad misses you too!”

"Your current stepfather just looked at you and knew he wasn't a good person. Even simple things like taking you for a walk, he's too lazy to do it."

“Tell me, did he abuse you?”

He stroked the thick layer of fat on Dai Trang's body, his face unchanged and lied:

“Look, look, what happened to our starved children?”

“I'll tell you, the ancients said that if you have a stepfather, you will have a stepmother... You must definitely stand by your biological father's side.”

While Quy Da was speaking, he raised his head. I leaned against the wall, crossed my arms, and looked at him speechless.

08

I took Dai Trang away. Quy Da took off his sunglasses. I was startled:

"Why are your eyes so swollen? Did you get stung by a bee?"

Quy Da turned his head away and refused to answer. Okay. I asked again:

"Don't you live downstairs from me? Why did you move to the apartment next door?"

He calmly replied:

"There's a lot of money and I don't know where to spend it. One house is for living, one house is empty."

Okay. Respect your preferences. I remembered last night's movements and asked again:

"Where is your beagle from last night? Why don't you take it out with you?"

Quy Da was puzzled, opened his eyes swollen like two walnuts, and looked at me bewildered. After a few seconds of silence, I suddenly understood. I woke up:

“Ah, it turns out your beagle walks on two legs.”

“…”