Chapter 299 Dropped My Avatar

299 Dropped My Avatar
Jing Yan sat on the bed in a daze and thought for a long time. Finally, he remembered where the strange feeling came from.
If he was still the original him, then there would be no problem with the scene just now. However, the key source of all the strangeness was that he was now a stupid dog that could not speak.
He Miao spoke to him as if he was a human, and her tone was so calm that it was as if she was talking to him.
Jing Yan’s heart could not help but thump as soon as this thought came to mind. He suddenly felt that He Miao might have known long ago, but she had kept it from him.
Thinking of this, he could not sit still anymore. He jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom door. He reached out his claws and began to scratch the bathroom door hard, whimpering pitifully.
Based on his understanding of He Miao, if He Miao did not know that he was this stupid dog now, she would definitely open the door for him when she heard Onion. However, if she refused to open the door, she must have known something.
Sure enough, Jing Yan waited at the door for a long time, and even after the sound of water stopped, she still did not come out.
He Miao had heard the noise outside the door, but she did not know what to do. She only realized that she forgot to bring a bath towel in after taking off her clothes. If she opened the door now, she would let Jing Yan see her naked body. However, if she did not open the door for him, what if something really happened to him…
The thought that Jing Yan might get hurt or get involved with his past wounds made He Miao’s heart burn with anxiety. She quickly washed off the shower gel, dried herself, put on her clothes, and walked out.
Outside the door, Jing Yan’s heart sank when he saw her neatly dressed appearance.
If He Miao really knew that he would turn into Onion every night at this time, would she think that he had taken advantage of her in the past? Would it affect his image in her heart?
Jing Yan’s soul was frowning, but there was no trace of worry on his dog face, only a soft-hearted cuteness.
He Miao bent down to take the dog into her arms, cupped its little face, and coaxed softly, “What happened just now? Are you hungry?”
She knew that Jing Yan could understand her words and react to her, so she talked to him subconsciously. However, she forgot that as the owner of the dog, even if she liked to talk to the dog, she would never stop and wait for the dog’s reaction.
They knew that dogs would never tell them what they needed.
Jing Yan wanted to die. He dejectedly jumped out of her arms and fell to the ground. He wanted to be frank with her, but there was still a trace of hope in his heart, and he could not help but want to confirm it again.
He imagined Onion’s real appearance and gave up on his dignity. He started to imitate the silly dog and rolled on the ground. He stuck out his tongue and pounced on her with bright eyes.
When He Miao saw this, she really thought that Onion had returned. She looked at the time on the clock that had suddenly shortened. Although she was a little puzzled, she still walked around it with a smile and filled its bowl with dog food. Then, she carried the dog to the bowl and gently stroked the fur on its back. “Eat quickly. You must be hungry today.”
Jing Yan sniffed the thick scent of dog food in front of his nose and felt like crying. He Miao’s current reaction was the normal reaction of a dog’s owner to a puppy. She did not need to waste her breath asking a dog so many questions, because no matter how smart a dog was, it would not give you the same answers as a human.
So, just like He Miao was now, she would fill the dog’s bowl with food when she felt that it was hungry.
If Jing Yan still had a sliver of hope earlier, he was now absolutely sure that He Miao had known that he would become a stupid dog at this time every day.
And this stupid dog used to squeeze into her bed every night, take a bath with her, and love to lick her cheeks.
He Miao did not know what Jing Yan was thinking about. She was only curious about why Onion refused to eat tonight. She patted Onion’s head and gently placed his favorite teething stick next to his mouth. “If you don’t want dog food, can you eat this?”
Jing Yan still turned his head away in disgust. He was afraid that He Miao would be suspicious, so he pretended to be happy and went around the room, pretending to like this new home.
He Miao was happy to see it and played with it in the room for a while.
In the blink of an eye, it was 8:45. Jing Yan woke up abruptly in his own body. He fell into a long silence in the darkness of the room before he finally mustered up the courage to call He Miao.
In the room, He Miao was surprised by Onion’s sudden enthusiasm when she heard her phone ring. She snapped out of her daze and answered the call. “Jing Yan? You’re home?”