Cute Golden Retriever

    Cute Golden Retriever

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    “You’re really a strange person,” Shi Ran said definitively, then buried his head and began to eat.

    “Maybe a little,” others had said the same thing, but Qi Ye just listened and forgot about it. According to his own thoughts, he only felt that such an adjective was very strange when used on him, who was extremely ordinary, but since Shi Ran said so, then he must be strange.

    Shi Ran ate very quickly, eating heartily with big mouthfuls, but without seeming rude at all. His cheeks were puffed out, making him look cute. Qi Ye watched him eat, and for some reason, he thought of a little golden retriever they had at home many years ago.

    When it ate, it would also bury its head and gobble down its food, oblivious to the world around it, its heart deeply moved by the deliciousness.

    With one bite, two-thirds of the roujiamo were gone. While chewing, Shi Ran finally noticed Qi Ye’s overly intense gaze. He frowned and asked vaguely, “What are you smiling at?”

    Qi Ye then realized that the corners of his mouth had been raised all along. He quickly lowered his head to peel chestnuts, putting one in his mouth, “Nothing.”

    Shi Ran swallowed the food in his mouth: “Were you looking at me and thinking of someone?”

    “Why do you say that?”

    “You were clearly lost in some kind of, happy memory.” Shi Ran raised his eyebrows, “Who were you thinking about, an old classmate?”

    “An, old friend.” Qi Ye stammered.

    “Boy or girl?” Shi Ran asked, then felt strange, as if gender didn’t matter.

    Unexpectedly, Qi Ye foolishly told him, “A cute little golden retriever.”

    Shi Ran: “……”

    Qi Ye handed over a peeled chestnut. Shi Ran didn’t take it, so he had to put it on the lid of the plastic box next to him. Seeing that the expression Shi Ran usually had when fighting was about to be completely revealed, he quickly and cautiously explained:

    “I wasn’t looking at you and thinking about it, I just suddenly thought of it, it has nothing to do with you.”

    Shi Ran was too lazy to pursue it, after all, people’s thoughts are always unfathomable. He finished the roujiamo in his hand and asked again, pretending not to care, “How many years did you keep the dog?”

    Qi Ye was stunned: “Oh, a little over a year.”

    Shi Ran was surprised: “It died after a little over a year?”

    “No, no.” Qi Ye said, “It was taken away by its real owner.”

    It wasn’t their family’s dog, but one that his parents were taking care of for a friend. Later, the friend had some matters to attend to and was delayed for almost a year before coming to pick it up. The atmosphere at home was lower than ever on the day the little golden retriever was sent away. His parents didn’t have the energy to speak, Qi Xue wailed and insisted that it was her puppy, while Qi Ye ran to his room and hid in his quilt, silently shedding tears.

    He had never told anyone that he missed that cute little golden retriever, he only remembered that for a long time he fell asleep with tears in his eyes.

    It was embarrassing, but it still felt a little sentimental when he thought about it.

    Shi Ran chuckled, seemingly mocking Qi Ye’s weakness. He continued to ask, “Then why didn’t you tell your parents you wanted a dog?”

    Qi Ye said, “It was after that time that my parents felt our family wasn’t suitable for raising a dog.”

    “Why?”

    “Our family members are all too easily emotionally invested.” Qi Ye remembered this was what his mother said. At the time, Qi Xue was still brainwashing the family, trying to get everyone to work together to “bring” their dog back, but Qi Ye had already recognized this cruel reality.

    Shi Ran originally wanted to laugh, but looking at Qi Ye’s serious expression, he felt that laughing wasn’t appropriate. After thinking about it, he said seriously, “Your family, feels really good.”

    Being too easily emotionally invested is indeed a weakness, but it’s much better than not having any emotions at all.

    Like Shi Ran’s family.

    Qi Ye was just about to ask what was good when another customer came. Shi Ran was already like an experienced businessman, and he began to greet them without even putting down the lunchbox in his hand.

    “Feel free to take a look if you like.”

    Qi Ye stayed with Shi Ran until he closed up the stall. Fortunately, all the goods had been sold.

    “Finally done! I don’t have to come here again after this.” Shi Ran stretched his back greatly, looking at Qi Ye, who was helping to stack the tables, with a smile, “Business was so good for the first time, is it because you’re here?”

    “How could that be.” Qi Ye bent down and put the remaining items together. “I didn’t help much.”

    “I do feel like you bring good luck.” Shi Ran said, “I really wanted to generously share some of the money with you, but I have to give it all to Grandpa Shi, otherwise, I’ll treat you to a meal, what do you want to eat?”

    Qi Ye was a little flattered, “No need, no need, I just came to find you because I was bored, and I didn’t help you much, you don’t have to be so polite.”

    “No, I said I’ll treat, I’ll treat!” Shi Ran announced domineeringly, placing his hands on his hips. Since he couldn’t get a definite answer on what Qi Ye wanted to eat, Shi Ran simply made the decision himself, “Then as for what to eat and when, I’ll decide. You just need to show up on time!”

    “Okay.” Qi Ye accepted happily, without the slightest thought of resisting.

    Shi Ran inexplicably felt a sense of satisfaction, as if it was natural for Qi Ye to listen to him.

    Why is that?

    Shi Ran used his clever brain to think about it, and felt that Qi Ye was very suitable for—being his sidekick.

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