death of hope

Chapter 232 "Corporate Warrior" (148) Stray Dogs
When the movie ended, it started to rain lightly.

The spectators are all carrying umbrellas or raincoats, they are already used to the weather here,

New Brisbane is always cloudy and rainy, due to planetary climate and pollution.

Couldn't find a taxi, and the bus driver was off work, so we had to walk.

Lynch was holding an umbrella made of transparent plastic. Compared to his size, this umbrella was as small as a toy. He put the umbrella on Sigurdriefa's head in a very gentlemanly manner, and drenched himself in the rain.

"Thank you! I feel very safe with you here." Sigurdriffa yawned.

"Sleepy?"

"Not sleepy, just tired from playing."

"Go to bed earlier, there is a nice hotel nearby, I can book a single room for you."

"No, this evening is both eating and playing, so I can't let you spend any more money. I'll just find a fast hotel by myself."

"Why are you being polite? Didn't you say it yourself? Our relationship has been confirmed."

"When you're in love, you have to settle accounts. I don't like to take advantage of others, and neither can my boyfriend. No one's money comes from the wind. Express hotels are already very good for me."

"Hey! How stubborn!"

"Hey, my grandma said that to me when I was young."

"There is no express hotel nearby, it's too far away." Lynch glanced at the falling raindrops, heard the voices gradually gathering, and said, "It's getting bigger and bigger, go back to my apartment, it's only two blocks away. "

"You are so beautiful!" Sigurdlifa was very happy in her heart, but she pretended to be reserved and made a grimace:
"What are you thinking, take the girl home for the night on the first date, you rascal!"

Lynch said with a straight face: "What are you pretending to do! It's not like you haven't lived before! Don't worry, sleep separately, nothing will happen."

"Haha!" Sigdrifa couldn't help laughing out loud: "Hey, what can I say about you? It's too honest to say that you have a low EQ... No wonder you've been a bachelor until now."

"Are you qualified to say that others have low EQ? Anyone who enters the training camp will offend all his colleagues."

Sigurdriefa covered her ears: "Okay! Don't turn over old scores! I'll just go back with you!"

"It's going to be big now, so I have to find a place to hide."

The two waded through the water and ran to the eaves of a Japanese-style convenience store to shelter from the rain. The store was already closed, the windows were dark, and the eaves were very narrow, so they could only stand with their backs against the wall.

"This rain is really evil, it's full of water."

"It's a shower. Let's go when it gets smaller in a while."

A small black shadow came from the rain curtain, and seemed to want to come to take shelter from the rain, but when they saw the two of them stopped, they were afraid to come over timidly.

The street lamps that have been in disrepair for a long time flickered, and it was hard to see clearly that it was a dog.
A small watch dog, sticking out its tongue and wheezing for heat.

"Why doesn't it come over?"

"Maybe we are too big and scared it."

"The monk at the Little Golden Cicada Temple said that all animals have spirituality. Maybe this little dog has sensed the evil spirit from us."

"Bad air...too many people to kill." Lynch used his psychic talent to feel the emotions of small animals. He knelt down and took out half a ham from his pocket. It was a leftover from shopping and dangled it between his fingers. :
"Come here, little guy, I won't hurt you!"

Hungry dogs stretch their necks, wading in the water,

The desire for food overcame the fear, biting the ham sausage in Lynch's hand, without chewing much, swallowing it like a storm.

"It's so pitiful, it must be starving!"

Sigdelifa rummaged through her pockets and found some leftover popcorn from the theater, as well as half a dorayaki wrapped in a plastic bag, all of which were swallowed by the hungry little guy in less than ten seconds.

"Oh my god, I should have prepared more food!"

"No way, we are not prophets."

The dog completely let go of its defenses and wanted to ask for more food.
Sticking out its hot little tongue, it licked Tesigdrifa's stockings, and then it stood upright on its two hind legs, waving its dirty front paws, as if it was a gesture of greetings from the East in the New Year.

"Wagging its tail and begging for mercy, it was trained by its owner."

"It's so cruel, such a cute dog has to be abandoned!"

"Not necessarily, maybe I ran away by myself."

The street lights finally stopped flashing, and the scars all over the puppy's body could be seen clearly, which made Lynch feel sympathetic.

In this cruel world, it is difficult for humans at the top of the food chain to survive, let alone such a weak animal.

As a domesticated ornamental dog, the little guy has poor survival ability and can only ask people for help, standing upright and begging for mercy when he sees people.
It can be seen from the scars that begging for mercy was kicked or stoned by irritable and indifferent passers-by,
it doesn't understand,

Why can't the master who taught it to do this action back then be found?

Before doing this action, the owner's child praised him for being cute, and the owner would give him something to eat, but now the same action is disgusted by others.

It doesn't understand why everyone doesn't touch its fur anymore,
It's not as smart as humans, it can't look in a mirror,

I don't know that I am no longer young, no longer cute, no longer lovable,

Covered in pustules and parasites, it's already a disgusting, dirty, smelly, ugly old dog.

Lynch opened the dog's mouth to check the teeth: "Over ten years old, an old dog that no one wants, just like me." He laughed at himself.

"Who said no one wants it!"

Lynch looked at the sincere and bright smile, the long blond hair wet by the rain, and the pure and flawless silver-gray eyes, which seemed to include all the goodness and justice in the universe, and all the sad memories disappeared in an instant:
"Let's... adopt it..."

"It's great, I've already thought of a name, and it's called Cupid."

"Why is it called this?"

"Because I met you on a date!"

(End of this chapter)