Cold, familiar...

It felt like this, everything around her brain began to swell, and it seemed that a demon living in the brain was about to tear her head and get out of it.

"No... this is not Afeng's home... it's not..."

She squatted on the ground, holding her head and muttering constantly, and her voice seemed to be trembling.

I have to say that she was scared.

She can't remember what happened here, but her heart told her that this was something she never wanted to think of.

The resistance in the heart, the pain in the brain, for a time, Reggie became painful.

I don't know how long it took, Reggie's heart became suddenly calm.

A hint of rotten flesh can be smelled at the tip of the nose.

She stood up from the ground.

"Leave here..."

Everything here gave Reggie extremely uneasy and desperate, and the room she was in at this time gave her an extremely familiar feeling.

She didn't want to stay here for a second.

But before leaving, she was curious about the faint rancid smell coming from the tip of her nose.

"What's this smell?"

Sweeping the surrounding environment, on her right is a clean and tidy little bed. The layout of the surroundings is very feminine, and directly opposite her is a closed wooden door.

Reggie turned her head and looked behind her. The curtains on the window had been pulled up, but she could still hear the torrential rain from outside the window.

By the window, a small delicate desk was placed there. There seemed to be an unfolded workbook and a pen on it. On both sides was a potted plant with a pot of succulents.

"This is……"

Reggie's eyes widened suddenly, and her lips couldn't stop shaking...

It was a photo frame with a photo of a couple and their daughters, a familiar man and woman, that girl...Is it herself?

She seemed to remember something.

Box?

A wooden box was placed under the desk, and the rancid smell seemed to come from inside.

Reggie opened the box. Inside was a tattered-looking puppy doll, a little plush, eyes were a pair of buttons, there were stitch marks on the abdomen, and some cotton came off from the incompletely stitched abdomen.

The rancidity comes from it.

How can a toy emit a rancid smell?

Reggie let go of her hand holding this ‘doll’, and the little ‘doll’ fell to the ground, but she quickly picked up the puppy ‘doll’ again, her dim eyes full of pity.

"I'm sorry...I hurt you again, I promised to heal you."

Reggie rubbed his face against the puppy doll.

No, maybe this thing can't be called a doll at all. It was a living thing two days ago, a poor little guy who hadn't eaten for a long time.

She likes little animals very much and wants to be in contact with them, but they don't think so...they will be afraid of her.

Reggie remembered that this lively puppy was a stray dog ​​she found on the way home from school. At that time, she saw it hiding in a corner sobbing dirty and wanted to help it.

I even asked my mom and dad, although they didn't say it clearly, but they definitely agreed by default.

The next day, she happily went to find the puppy and wanted to touch it.

Then I don't know why it got hurt.

Reggie's eyes were a little blank.

It was about the time of the gods, the little dog fell on the ground with a weak breath, covered in blood, a knife stuck in his stomach, and a big cut in his neck.

She was very panicked at that time, because she really liked this puppy, she really wanted to save it.

So she took the puppy home, took it to the bedroom that was convenient for treatment, and cured it!

The broken internal organs are replaced with something that can replace them, and the broken wound is sutured with needles.

Everything is perfect!

It can live with this little dog!

Staring at the ‘injured’ puppies in his hand, Reggie remembered what seemed to happen.

"Don't die... I will save you."

As she said, her eyes were dull, but her little face was very anxious. She took out the needle and thread from her shoulder bag and began to treat the puppy in her hand.

It's great that a drop of blood didn't flow.

Holding this little smelly puppy, Reggie laughed happily.

But there were dull noises downstairs, as if something was knocking on the wood, so dull that she couldn't breathe.

‘You drunk policeman, you took everything from me, my past, my future haha...’

‘I took everything from you? Obviously you are a crazy woman! That child, look at what that child is like now! She would actually take that dirty dead thing home and stuff it with cotton. Every day she feels like a mental illness. This is obviously your fault! ’

'My fault? Haha...Ahahahaha! ’

...

Vaguely, Reggie in the room heard the voice of a man and a woman arguing, but her heart did not fluctuate at all, as if all this was taken for granted.

She obviously didn't know why!

Putting the puppy in her hand on the table, she gently touched the dry hair on the puppy, and said softly:

"You sleep here obediently, I'll go over and take a look."

‘Wow. ’

"Hey, you have to sleep well."

After that, Reggie opened the door of the room and walked down.

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