Pet King

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When walking to the store entrance, Zhang Zi'an saw a shadow of gray passing by the door, as if Richard saw him and flew away in a panic.

Back at the store, he glanced at Lu Yiyun at random, feeling that her look was strange, his eyes moved, and his head was tied down, as if trying to hide something.

However, he has too many things to consider at the moment. I don't have time to think about her abnormal behavior for the time being. I think she is thinking about whether to go home during the Spring Festival.

When he came inside, he fed the barbecue to the elves who were waiting to be rebelled.

Fina and the Snow Lion could not wait any longer, and immediately hurriedly enjoyed it. God knew that the two of them could stay on their feet all day, how could they eat so much ...

The old tea was much more gentle. It first took off the bucket, cleaned its claws with the wipes prepared by Zhang Zi'an, and ate slowly.

Richard was also flapping his wings to eat, and Zhang Zian fed it with nuts and chopped vegetables. It was eating and thinking about Billy, and it couldn't stop its mouth even after eating.

He took out his mobile phone and wanted to discuss with Sun Xiaomeng about keeping the cat in the snack bar. At this time, Lao Tea swallowed a barbecue and asked, "Zi'an, didn't you buy any New Year's goods in the New Year? Things will rise when the year is near Price. "

"There's nothing to buy, but it's better to buy fresh vegetables. Eat now and buy now. It's more expensive," he laughed.

"Don't you buy fireworks and firecrackers? I always feel that the year in Binhai is not good. It's indifferent ..." Old Tea looked out the door across the glass door and said suddenly.

This is the first New Year that the elves, including old tea, spend at the pet store. Other elves do not have a cold on the Chinese New Year, and do not think there is anything wrong, but for the old tea with strong traditional concepts, it I miss the traditional New Year in my memory.

Zhang Zi'an also experienced such a New Year as a child, but with the ban on artillery in major cities and the increasing cultural life of people, the traditional Chinese New Year has been gradually neglected. Not only is old tea feeling indifferent and non-year-old, Zhang Zi'an and many others also felt the same.

But no way, this is the progress of the times.

Zhang Zi'an explained to the old tea why the gun was banned. It was nothing but air quality and repeated injuries during the production and discharge of fireworks and firecrackers.

Lao Cha whispered, nodding his beard to nod his understanding, but his regret was still written on his face and muttered: "One year old in the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth to Tu Su ..."

After the New Year, the old tea is one year old, and it is probably sighing that Shaohua is no longer in vain.

Zhang Zi'an didn't want it to be sad and sad, and laughed: "It's okay, Mr. Tea, it's just a ban on guns in the urban area. We can go to the suburbs during the Spring Festival.

Lao Cha smiled: "Anyway, aging is just talking casually. Zi'an, go and do it for you, π's condition is not very good, it requires you to worry more about it."

After it's finished, continue to watch TV while having dinner.

Zhang Zi'an wanted to say something to comfort the old tea, but he opened his mouth several times but couldn't say anything. He knows that it is human to be old, sick, and dead, but is it also true to the extraordinary elves born of the power of faith?

He glanced again at Fina and Snow Lion who were whining and eating barbecue. The Snow Lion noticed his gaze and stared at him fiercely, with meat on his nose.

Although Fina and Snow Lion are in their youthful age, they will grow old like old tea one day.

He reached the second floor and saw that the light in the living room was off, and the fluorescence of the display reflected on Pi's face. He put on his clip-on glasses again and was typing slowly, not sure if he was in a bad mood or Cavern.

"Π, why didn't you turn on the lights? Turning off the lights is not good for your eyes."

He turned on the lights and closed the curtains.

The unnamed book was opened quietly by the computer, and the breeze brought by the curtains turned over a page of the book, reminding him of a previous anti-poem-Breeze could not read, and turned the book randomly.

Before the name was written, he was illiterate.

"Squeak." Π scratched his head, a look of sudden realization, it seemed to be too focused and forgotten just now.

"Π, get up and rest for a while, then write again." Zhang Zi'an pointed to the hanging rattan chair.

π nodded and was lying in a hanging basket with Zhang Zi'an half-embracing.

Although it wasn't the first time he held it, Zhang Zi'an still thought it was too light, as light as a baby, light and fragile.

"Squeak?"

π gestured, meaning asking where he had just gone.

"Go to Sun Xiaomeng's pet clinic, you know, and talk to a math teacher for a while." Zhang Zi'an replied. Although π has not seen Sun Xiaomeng, it knows what happened in the past and knows everything about Sun Xiaomeng.

π blinked and seemed to be interested in the word "math".

Zhang Zi'an picked up an unknown book ~ www.readwn.com ~ He is not wearing clip-on glasses, and the pages are blank. He flipped around casually and asked a lighter topic: "π, I ask you a question."

"Squeak?" Pi tilted his head in doubt.

"This is a book about life, the universe, and everything." Zhang Zi'an handed it to him, and said half-jokingly: "Since it's about life, does it say how to extend life, or even immortality? You don't You know, I am very scared of death. Are there so many emperors seeking immortality in ancient China?

Pi took the book, flipped it carefully, and then shook his head.

This answer was expected by Zhang Zi'an. After all, Xiandao has no guarantee. If everyone lives forever, the population of the earth will explode.

"What about the elf? Can the elf's life be extended?" He asked casually.

π picked up the book and turned it over again, this time for a long time, scratching his head and frowning from time to time, as if encountering a difficult problem.

It did not immediately deny this possibility, but it gave Zhang Zi'an a glimmer of hope. When there was no hope, he could only accept the fact that old tea was getting old, but now suddenly there was a faint glimmer of hope, and he became miserable, afraid that hope would become disappointment again.

After waiting for a while, π finally put down the book and nodded solemnly.

"Huh? Really? The elf's life can be extended?" Zhang Zi'an suddenly became excited. "How to extend it?"

π pointed to the laptop, and Zhang Zi'an helped it.

It typed: The time has not come, and the future has not been determined.

Zhang Zi'an repeatedly stroked this line of words several times. Although the time was not up, it was always good to know that life could be extended. This is the difference between 0 and 1.

"How long can it be extended? Two years? Three years?" He asked again, daring not to have too high expectations.

π typing: infinite.