The pet I raised comes from the second dimension.

Chapter 1: Cute Pets from the Virtual World
I learned to be alone all day without feeling lost
Just let me get drunk, sing and entertain myself
I began to doubt, and was defeated by love, and I was helpless.——
On Sunday evening, Huang Musong was alone in his low-rent basement apartment of a few square meters. On the small dining table in front of him sat a bowl of steaming instant noodles.

The bowl is an old aluminum lunch box, which is both cheap and very durable.

Instant noodles, wholesale boxes of noodles, 8 pounds for only 30 yuan.

Add a sausage and a braised egg, and you have another simple meal.

Although the dinner wasn't particularly nutritious, it was enough to satisfy Huang Musong. The cost of a meal was no more than five yuan, practically free in a capital city where land is so expensive.

As a migrant worker in Beijing, Huang Musong's monthly salary is just over 4,000 yuan, which is actually not too low.

Minus the five hundred dollars a month for basement rent, and the bus and subway fares for commuting to work.

With 3000 yuan of living expenses, you shouldn't eat too badly.

So, he lived frugally just to save money!

Save money to support parents and raise younger siblings.

This is the real life of young people who come from backward rural areas and move to Beijing.

what did you say?
Can I not take the responsibility of raising my younger siblings?

Ugh!
Huang Musong also wanted to be free from trouble.

The problem was, his parents had worked so hard to raise him, so how could he just sit there and watch? He spent seven years in high school and college, spending a lot of money from his family and even borrowing tens of thousands of yuan from relatives in the village.

Now I have paid off all the debts owed to my relatives.

As a human being, we should be worthy of the kindness of our parents, right?

Thinking that he had not yet transferred 3000 yuan to his parents this month, Huang Musong suddenly became worried and picked up the cigarette box to light a cigarette for spiritual nourishment.

The cigarette box was empty.
It's time to buy cigarettes again.

After finishing the instant noodles in two or three bites, Huang Musong, with his greasy hair that hadn't been washed for two days over the weekend, walked out of the basement and went to the small supermarket outside.

"Boss, it's the same as always. Give me a pack of Liqun."

Huang Musong scanned the code and paid skillfully.

Liqun, a red-striped, white-boxed cigarette, is powerful and can suppress worries.

Unfortunately, the price has also increased.

Especially in the capital area where land is extremely expensive, the price of Liquan with red stripes and white boxes has risen to 20 yuan, which is really daunting.

After paying, Huang Musong left the small supermarket and went into the narrow and deep alley next to it.

「Click」

The lighter emitted a flame.
Huang Musong took a deep puff of his cigarette.

The strong smell of smoke goes down the throat into the trachea, trace amounts of carbon monoxide are integrated into the hemoglobin, and nicotine stimulates every alveolus.

The feeling of a slight dizziness can make people forget all their worries for a short period of time.

Although it is known that smoking is harmful to health,

But only when immersed in the pleasure brought by cigarettes can Huang Musong truly feel that he is still alive.

If I could blow another bottle of wine...

It will surely be more exciting!
Do you want to spend a little more money and buy a bottle of wine?

"Cigarettes and alcohol go together; the more you drink, the more you have."

"Today is Sunday anyway, so I might as well have a good time. I'll get drunk, go to bed early, and wake up early to go to work. I won't be bothered by sleep."

Pondering silently in his heart, Huang Musong returned to the small supermarket and bought another whole bottle of high-proof Erguotou.

Smoking! Drinking! Burping!

All in one go.

He completely ignored the strange looks from passers-by.

And so, back in the alley, squatting in a corner, taking a puff of cigarette and a sip of wine, Huang Musong let his taste buds be tormented by the bitterness of the cigarette and the spiciness of the liquor.

Before you know it,
Smoke filled,

Many memories came to my mind like a tide.

When I was in high school, I lived in the school dormitory.
Classes were held from 5am to 10pm, including weekends, with no weekends off. The school only gave one and a half days off per month.

When I get home, I still have to do homework, harvest wheat in summer and corn in autumn.

Purely military management, just for the college entrance examination scores, so as to get into a good university.

When I was in college, I lived on campus
Due to financial constraints, I have to work part-time on weekends, otherwise I can't even afford tuition and accommodation fees.

Because of the extreme lack of freedom, I have been single until now and have never even held a girl's hand.

Graduated, found a job, and lived alone.
The 500-yuan basement room never sees the sun. There's no private bathroom, so if I wake up in the middle of the night and need to go to the bathroom, I have to go to the public restroom a hundred meters away.

Punch in for work on weekdays and work part-time online on weekends.

The only friend I socialize with the most is the cockroach in the corner of the room.

……

Ugh!
24 years old should be an age of vigor and vitality.

At this moment, Huang Musong felt that his life had come to an end.

Don’t bully the young because they are poor, don’t bully the middle-aged because they are poor, and don’t bully the old because they are poor.

Finally, the dead are greatest.

If I had known growing up would be so hard, I shouldn't have been so eager to grow up. How wonderful it would be to be a child who never grows up, free from all the worries?

Huang Musong couldn't help but force a wry smile when he thought of this.

And just as his thoughts were drifting further and further away... Glug glug...

A plump orange rolled all the way to Huang Musong's feet from somewhere.

The oranges are dirty and have shriveled skin.

Huang Musong subconsciously wanted to pick it up.

But before his fingers touched the orange,
Suddenly, a timid voice reached his ears.

"people……"

"Can you give me my Oh Runji back?"

"Please don't take mine, Runji."

Huang Musong was stunned when he heard this and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

I saw that deeper in the alley, there was a silly-looking cute little creature.

The cute little beast had a head of messy pink hair, which stood up messily like tassels that had been crushed by the wind. A few strands of hair hung softly on its forehead, half covering its big round eyes.

Its face is round and plump, just like a freshly made tri-color dumpling, revealing a childish softness.

What is even more eye-catching is its eyes.

Big and round!

His eyes were so clear that they could reflect the sky, and his gaze was filled with an almost honest innocence, as if he had never been contaminated by the vulgarity of the world.

However, Huang Musong could not see any wisdom and temperament that a normal human being should have in the other person.

No.
More precisely,
This pink-haired little beast does not have the temperament that a human should have.

It's like...

A strange Q-version creature that travels from the two-dimensional world to the real world!
It stood three meters away from Huang Musong.

Seeing Huang Musong looking at him, the corners of his mouth slowly rose, and his timid and nervous look gradually turned into a silly smile.

The smile is like the warm spring sun,

Huang Musong couldn't help but feel a sense of relief in his heart.

Put down the bottle and stub out the cigarette.

"you are?"

Huang Musong asked solemnly.

"Dora." (Hint: Pronounced doro)

The cute pink-haired little beast answered cheerfully.

Hearing the other party's voice again, Huang Musong hurriedly shook his head to keep his thinking clear enough.

He was confused.
How can there be two-dimensional Q-version animals in the real world?

And he can speak human language too!
Unless, I am hallucinating because of drinking, or I am suffering from schizophrenia?

Huang Musong began to question his own health condition.

Huang Musong shook his head even harder, sobering up slightly, and once again looked at the cute pink-haired little beast. This time, he was completely certain that the other party was real.

"Doro..."

Huang Musong murmured and repeated.

At the same time, he stood up and approached the other person holding the orange.

When Duo Luo saw Huang Musong standing up straight and found that he was over 1.8 meters tall, his heart suddenly rose to his throat.

His hair was greasy and his face was powdered. He reeked of cigarettes and his face was red and drunk.

Duo Luo smelled danger from Huang Musong!
Doraemon lowered his head nervously and stepped back timidly, fearing that the tall and mighty human in front of him would hurt him.

This is not the first day that it has traveled from the two-dimensional world to the real world.

After arriving in the real world, Duoluo was left alone, with nowhere to go and no one willing to take him in. He wandered alone in the big city, picking up scraps for a living, using his meager income to buy just enough food to fill his stomach.

despite this,

The wandering life is not beautiful!
Duoluo is often chased by wild dogs on the roadside or has his food snatched away by stray cats.

Even when collecting waste, Duoluo encounters sarcastic elderly people who hurl at him with scathing language. Even worse, some mean-spirited elderly people even snatch the plastic bottles he's painstakingly collected.

Therefore,
Duoluo is very afraid of humans.

Especially someone like Huang Musong who looks tall and drunk.

Duoluo believes that drunk people have extremely bad tempers. If he encounters one, he will most likely become a punching bag and be beaten and kicked by the other party.

At this moment, Dora also judged Huang Musong as this kind of person, and the fear in his heart was infinitely magnified.

"People...you, don't come over here~."

"Mine, mine, Runji. I, I don't want it anymore. I'll give it to you."

"Please don't hit me."

As a little beast from the virtual world, Dora's biggest fear is being beaten by humans.

It huddled up to protect its head, but its eyes seemed to be glued on, secretly staring at the orange in Huang Musong's hand.

The orange that should have belonged to it is now in someone else's hands.

His lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back. His fingers twisted the corners of his clothes tightly, and a mist formed in his eyes. He was timid and unwilling, acting like a wronged little puppy who had his food taken away but didn't dare to fight back.

(End of this chapter)