“What are you thinking about? By the way, if you could turn into a little puppy, what would you want to do?”
Hearing Xia Xi’s question, Luo Xinyu thought about it carefully.
“If I turned into a dog, I would definitely have to taste poop to see if it really tastes that good to a dog’s taste buds!”
What the heck, eating poop! That’s our Miss Xinyu for you!!! What a uniquely quirky way of thinking…
….
“Bro? Bro? Bro!”
Early the next morning, Xia Yue was once again knocking on Xia Xi’s door.
She knew that her brother didn’t like being disturbed in the morning when he was sleeping, and sleeping in until he naturally woke up was his lifelong dream, but… so what~
Xia Yue just loved seeing that look on her brother’s face—the one that said, “I want to hit you, but I can’t bring myself to do it”~
Hehe, after all, she was the weaker party as the younger sister, right?
But this morning, she wasn’t deliberately looking for trouble. She actually wanted to take Bai Xiaocha to the bus station, and if possible, even accompany her all the way home.
“Strange, why isn’t my brother awake yet?”
Xia Yue had been knocking so hard, yet Xia Xi inside the room didn’t react at all?
Wait!
No way, no way?!
Could it be… that my dear oppa has…
“No! Don’t leave me, oppa!”
Thinking about something sad, Xia Yue slammed the door open with a bang, rushed to Xia Xi’s bedside in one swift move, and began crying while holding her head.
Hmm… if her crying sounded a bit more realistic, Xia Xi might have actually believed she was really crying.
However, even with all that commotion, Xia Xi still showed no signs of waking up.
Seeing that her brother still wasn’t responding, the little girl gave up on her fake crying.
She slowly extended a finger under her brother’s nostril.
“Yep, still breathing.”
Then she reached out and touched his forehead.
“Yep, still warm.”
Finally, she extended her mischievous hand and, with lightning speed, used her index finger and thumb to reach into Xia Xi’s slightly open mouth, pinched his soft tongue, and gently pulled it out.
“Yep, tongue’s not stiff yet, still bends freely.”
After doing all that, Xia Yue stood aside with her arms crossed, occasionally reaching out one hand to rub her own smooth chin.
“Since my big bro hasn’t left me early, leaving me to mourn him while I’m still young, and is now in this semi-vegetative state, there’s only one explanation!”
As she spoke, Xia Yue pointed one finger straight at the sleeping Xia Xi in bed.
“That pervy big bro must have gone off to play inside some other sister’s body again!!! And he didn’t take me along—no love anymore, boohoo~”
….
In the city, Xia Xi woke up in a cozy doghouse arranged by the system.
His wonderful system would never let its host go hungry or cold—even if he had turned into a little puppy, he had to be given the best treatment!
Not to mention anything else, but as for the poop that ordinary little mutts love the most—there would definitely be more than enough!!!
“Woof woof woof!!!”
(System! Are you trying to stink your host to death and then inherit your host’s body or what!!!)
Xia Xi’s current form was that of a little yellow mutt, looking quite adorable. In more official terms, you could call him a Chinese rural dog—Little Yellow!
This meant that the Xia Xi sleeping soundly in the room was merely being managed by the system, which was why no amount of calling from Xia Yue could wake him up.
You see, the system’s standard operating procedure was always to speak as little as possible or not at all, to avoid making mistakes. So when Xia Yue knocked on the door and entered the room, the system-managed version simply played possum to avoid interacting with her, which saved a lot of trouble.
“So my current identity is Bai Xiaocha’s father now?”
Xia Xi lifted his paw and glanced at his reflection in a roadside window, finally understanding what he looked like now.
Was it really okay for him, now looking like a dog, to have the identity of Bai Xiaocha’s father?
He could already imagine Bai Xiaocha holding him in her arms and saying in a sweet, childish voice, “Puppy daddy, you can’t eat poop, okay~”
Pfft pfft pfft!!!
Why did he keep thinking about eating poop again?
It should be more like…
The little blue-haired girl gently held him in her arms and then sweetly said, “Daddy, how did you turn into a little puppy?”
Bai Xiaocha actually had a real father in real life, and her dad was still alive, so the father identity arranged by the system naturally referred to him.
It’s just that maybe this identity went from being one person to being two people—one out there working hard to earn money, and the other being Xia Xi right now.
“Whatever, I’m not going to think about it. After all, it’s not me who’s recognizing a dog as my father~”
Xia Xi was pretty carefree—even though he had literally turned into a dog himself, he was still patting himself on the back for not having to acknowledge a dog as his father.
After he had gone back to the cozy warm doghouse arranged by the system and lain there for about half an hour, our Bai Xiaocha finally showed up.
“Woof woof woof!”
(Xiaocha, Xiaocha! I’m over here!)
Hearing the dog barking, Bai Xiaocha’s first instinct was to stay away—after all, the chances of being chased and bitten by a stray dog on the street weren’t zero either.
But when she turned her head slightly and got a clear look at the dog that was barking at her, she froze in place.
“Dad… Daddy, how did you turn into a dog!!!”
That’s right—even though what stood before her was a yellow mongrel, her intuition told her that this was her father!
Sure enough, after she said that in shock, the mongrel revealed a surprisingly human-like expression of satisfaction.
“Woof woof woof.”
(Mm, not bad, not bad—being called “daddy” by a little girl like this actually feels pretty good.)
As a human, Bai Xiaocha naturally had no idea what the dog’s barking meant—she didn’t speak dog language.
But seeing that this little yellow dog looked like it was approving of her, she figured it must mean that he recognized her and was praising her for identifying him, right?
Thinking of that, Bai Xiaocha tugged at her skirt with a bit of a goofy look.
“Hehe, don’t worry, Daddy. Even if you turned to ashes or became a poop-eating dog, I would still recognize you!”
That sounds pretty touching and all, but…
Why do you, you silly little girl, keep glancing over at that pile of poop over there!
I, Xia Xi, did not eat poop! I did NOT!!!
Bai Xiaocha didn’t notice Xia Xi’s darkened expression. She crouched down, picked up the mongrel that carried her father’s identity, and prepared to take him home.
She didn’t know why her father, who had always been out working hard, had suddenly appeared near their home in the form of a dog, but that didn’t really matter—everyone had their own secrets, and Bai Xiaocha wasn’t tactless enough to pry into everything~
