"Mr. Vincent, is Miss Emily alright?" Rex paid great attention to his words, "No, I mean ... is she normal now? No, I mean ... she doesn't look normal now ... No, I mean that she..."
Seeing that Vincent's face was getting much gloomier, Rex quickly pursed his lips and took a few big steps out. "Hey, hey, hey, it seems that someone is calling me outside..."
Emily was bathing the little puppy in the garden. A few guards were helping to use the soap and bath lotion. Some of the guards were playing with the little puppy with toys and some were taking pictures.
The scene was lively, but Emily was quiet. Ever since she came back from the cemetery in City Y that day, she had become so silent.
It had only been two weeks, and the puppy had already grown chubby. Emily held it in his arms, took a watering pot and gently washed the foam on its body. When the puppy finished washing, her long dress was soaked.