a touching story

One day, when a blind man was crossing the street with his guide dog, a large truck lost control and rushed over. The blind man was hit and killed on the spot. His guide dog also died tragically under the wheel of a car while trying to protect his owner. The owner and the dog arrived at the gate of heaven together. An angel stopped them and said awkwardly: "Sorry, there is only one place left in heaven. One of you must go to hell." When the owner heard this, he quickly asked: "My dog doesn't know what heaven is and what hell is. Can I decide who goes to hell?" The angel glanced at the master with contempt, frowned, she thought for a while and said: "I'm sorry, sir, every soul is equal, you have to decide who will go to heaven through a competition." The master said disappointedly: "Oh, what kind of competition is that?" The angel said: "This game is very simple. It is a race. Run from here to the gate of heaven. Whoever reaches the destination first can go to heaven. However, don't worry, because you are dead, so you are no longer blind, and the speed of the soul has nothing to do with the body. The simpler and kinder the person, the faster." The master thought for a while and agreed. The angel got the owner and the dog ready and announced the start of the game. She fully thought that her master would run hard to get to heaven. Unexpectedly, the master walked slowly, as if he was not in a hurry at all. What surprised the angel even more was that the guide dog didn't run either. It followed slowly beside its owner and refused to leave its owner. The angel suddenly realized: It turned out that over the years, this guide dog had developed the habit of always following its owner and guarding him in front of him. The abominable owner took advantage of this and was confident that he would win the game. He could easily win the game by just asking his dog to stop at the gate of heaven. The angel looked at the loyal dog and felt very sad. She loudly said to the dog: "You have sacrificed your life for your master. Now, your master is no longer blind, and you don't have to lead him to walk. You can run to heaven." However, neither the owner nor the dog seemed to have heard the angel's words, and they still walked slowly, as if walking on the street. Sure enough, when there were still a few steps away from the finish line, the owner gave a command, and the dog sat down obediently. The angel looked at his master again with disdain. At this time, the owner smiled. He turned around and said to the angel: "I finally sent my dog ​​to heaven. What I am most worried about is that it does not want to go to heaven and just wants to be with me, so I want to help it decide. Please help me take care of it." The angel was stunned. The owner looked at the dog with nostalgia and said: "It's great to be able to decide in a competition. As long as I let it take a few steps forward, it can go to heaven. But it has been with me for so many years, and this is the first time I have looked at it with my own eyes, so I can't help but want to walk slowly and look at it for a while. If possible, I hope to keep walking like this. But heaven is here, and that is where it should go. Please take good care of it."
After saying these words, the owner gave the order to the dog to move forward. The moment the dog reached the end, the owner fell like a feather in the direction of hell. When his dog saw it, he hurriedly turned around and ran in the direction of his owner.
The remorseful angel spread his wings and chased them, trying to catch the guide dog's soul, but it was the purest and kindest soul in the world, and its speed was far faster than all the angels in heaven. Therefore, the guide dog is with its owner again. Even in hell, the guide dog protects its owner.
The angel stood there for a long time and murmured: "I was wrong from the beginning, these two souls are one, they can't be separated..."

PS: I'm so tired from playing with my hands, I finally understand those big feelings. . . . . .