Virewolf

Late autumn took Tang Fuchu to the depths of the forest.

Because he heard that Grandma Lihua could do handicrafts, Tang Fuchu wanted to ask her about bows and arrows.He was actually a little curious about the old house, but recently they had been getting farther and farther away from the old house. Tang Fuchu followed them for a whole day, and his shoes were almost worn out.

Originally, he wanted to find it by himself, but Mo Yan seemed to have given a death order. If he wanted to leave the wolf pack, he must be accompanied by an alpha wolf—that is, the leader of the wolf pack.

During this journey, Tang Fuchu and Wanqiu were silent to each other, and the cross-racial love rivals reached a high degree of agreement on this, that is: whoever speaks first is a fool.

Not really a rival in love, Tang Fuchu sneezed, he twisted his nose and thought, but this feeling is quite strange.In fact, from his point of view, Wanqiu is the most beautiful female wolf in the wolf pack, second only to Yaoyao. As a human, he thinks it looks good-looking: the wolf has fluffy fur, long limbs, and is full of wild flavor.

As a wolf, late autumn is absolutely rigorous in carrying out its duties, and it does not have Tang Pachu's thoughts. At this time, it holds its head high, sniffing the scent in the wind direction with a serious expression.If nothing else, the two wolf packs will fight each other recently.This battle is no small matter, once lost, it is very likely that they will be expelled from the wolf forest.

Fortunately, it quickly smelled the smell of Grandma Lihua——

And, another wolf.

Tang Fuchu saw that Wanqiu's hairs were standing on end, and he couldn't help thinking in surprise: No way, can we meet twice in a row?

Wan Qiu took him to lie on the ground, he looked up cautiously, and saw two wolves not far away with their backs facing them.One is Grandma Ewha, and the other is a wolf, all white.

Is this a wolf from their pack?It seems not, obviously stronger, older, even too old... Could this be the old wolf king Erqiuzi mentioned, the white wolf?

He glanced at Wan Qiu, well, from the expression on the wolf's face, he couldn't tell what the other party was thinking, he only knew that it was nervous.

Unexpectedly, he could hear the conversation between Grandma Lihua and the old wolf king:

Grandma Lihua's voice was trivial and gentle: "Hello is fine, you don't need to take my concerns to heart."

The old wolf king replied carefully: "I have already made a note, hey, I will be back soon."

Tang Fuchu reversed his senses in a daze: This is... the scene of a show of affection?

Grandma Lihua bit the old wolf king's long mouth, and the intimate way of the wolf made Tang Fuchu feel a little scary.

The old man's love is not greasy. Grandma Lihua licked the old wolf king's hair: "I'm not lonely, but because I see you suffer. You know, we are not complete wolves, so we don't have to be with each other all our lives."

"Don't talk about that, I've made plans a long time ago, so don't say anything depressing."

"These things are hard to do, how did you get through the experience?" Grandma Lihua regretted after finishing speaking, "Forget it, let's not talk about it, I have suffered a lot."

"It's not that bitter." The old wolf king licked its face a few times. "It can only be said that everything is worth it, but the good thing is that I can get that thing when I come back to spring next year."

"Is it safe?" Grandma Lihua was worried.

"Won't be 100% safe, but wolves are born gamblers."

The jungle rustled, and the two sides fell into silence.Tang Fuchu was confused and suspicious, and then he heard Grandma Lihua's vicissitudes of life: "I know you don't want the children to suffer, but I don't think all evolved wolves are willing to return to normal. Wolf."

"This mutation has different effects on different individuals. As you know, many wolves will suddenly feel unwell." The old wolf king raised his head. "This is something I have to do. As for the choice, it's theirs."

Is this...

Tang Fuchu caught some clues: the old wolf king might have obtained a potion that can turn the evolved wolf back into an ordinary wolf.

"There is good news," the old wolf king changed the subject. "It seems that some hunters are planning to stop. In recent years, the market for evolved wolves has increased, but the risks are getting bigger and bigger. They don't want to continue."

"It sounds like there are fewer hidden dangers for us to spend the winter," Grandma Lihua said lightly, "It is not so easy for human beings to enter the forest in winter, and the disadvantaged weather is fair."

"What about enough profit drivers?"

"The cost of my own life? This business is not worth it."

"It may also be hatred." The old wolf king pointed to the wolf clipper. "You ruined their affairs."

"We always have to resist."

"That's right, it's just that if it goes on like this, it will always be emotional, and in the end it will be unstoppable."

"I can understand the benefits, but it's unimaginable for the sake of hatred. It's not necessary to harm others and benefit yourself."

Tang Fuchu's heart was in a mess.

Things have never been so simple, he is really paralyzing himself.This is no longer a dilemma of what he wants to do in the future, or what Moyan plans to do. It is he who is selectively avoiding these. Survival is the fundamental problem of nature!

Seeing that his body suddenly sank, Wan Qiu saw him almost slumped on the ground, his eyes were dazed, he was sweating profusely, suspicious in his heart, hurriedly grabbed his collar by the back of his clothes, and dragged him carefully to the depths of the bush.

Tang Fuchu moved a few times, not wanting to reveal their existence, so he let Wanqiu drag him.

He didn't get up until the place was safe, with a serious expression on his face: "When are you going to fight?"

Seeing that he was fine, Wan Qiu breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Fuchu asked again.

"A few days." Wan Qiu said absently, it was still thinking about what it just heard.

Tang Fuchu guessed the reason for its distraction, was silent for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to turn back into a wolf?"

"Think," Wan Qiu blurted out, "I can't wish for it."

"Why?" Tang Fuchu asked puzzled, "Do you have any reaction?"

"No."

"..."

"..."

Tang Fachu said hesitantly, "You can also become a wolf now."

"That's different." Wan Qiu was angry at what he said, and her eyes immediately showed fierceness, "If it were you, and you turned into a wolf in front of people, what would others think of you? Even if you are not seen, you are still different Yes, how do you feel in your heart?"

"No," Tang Fuchu said in silence for a while, "I think you guys are a little paranoid about race, not all evolved wolves think like this, there will always be..."

"I don't know anything else," Wan Qiu said suddenly, "but the boss."

"Boss, he prefers to be a wolf."

This sentence seemed to be branded in Tang Fuchu's heart.

He raised his head and looked at the billowing clouds of smoke in the sky, the blood-colored dusk in the sky, burning his eyes sorely.

"Basically, few wild wolves die naturally."

In the evening, Grandma Lihua told Tang Fuchu that she was transformed into a human being, she was really like a kind old woman, her words were soft.At that time, she was holding a piece of hardwood in her hand, squinting and sharpening the tip.

Tang Fuchu's attention was entirely on her words.

"Wolf, you will either starve to death, or get sick and die." Grandma Lihua said calmly, "If you fight for the head wolf, some wolves will die. Conflicts are inevitable in a wolf pack, and many wolves will die at the hands of their own kind."

"When hunting, if you are kicked by their hooves, you probably won't survive."

"Oh, and you guys."

Tang Fuchu was inexplicably ashamed, lowered his head and remained silent.

Grandma Lihua smiled, and touched his head with wrinkled hands: "But wolves are neurotic, sensitive, aggressive, and not easy to keep in captivity. Wolves in captivity always lack something, but they live a long time. .Wild wolves are free, but few live beyond the age of ten. Each has its own advantages and disadvantages."

Tang Fuchu was terrified.

Grandma Lihua looked at the sky and said: "It's very late, why don't you go to sleep, I heard that you have been looking for me for a long time. You are always on the road, and it is difficult to bear. This bow and arrow is not difficult to make, and I will make it for you in two days. "

Tang Fuchu quickly said: "No, just tell me how to do it, I will do it myself."

Grandma Lihua smiled: "You don't have to be polite with me, I always do some needlework, and I want to do it in a different style."

They shied away, and in the end, Grandma Lihua got annoyed, and she waved her hand: "It's alright, alright, human beings are so boring, you can ask us to do it together tomorrow!"

Tang Fuchu: "...OK."

The content of this day is really not enough for Tang Huachu to digest.

He asked Mo Yan at night: "Are you going to spend your whole life in the wild?"

Mo Yan has been absent-minded for the past few days. Even if they only have a little time alone at night, he is always thoughtful and absent-minded. At this time, it is more like answering an irrelevant question: "I am a wolf."

It's okay if you don't say this sentence, but if you say it, it hits the soul directly.

Tang Huachu, a grown man, squatted on the ground, gritted his teeth, and then uttered a clumsy test: "If there is a chance for you to become a wolf, will you change?"

Mo Yan was puzzled: "I can become a wolf right now."

"What about becoming a wolf forever?"

"..." Mo Yan glanced at him, saw that his posture was wrong, thought for a while, and said softly, "I'm already a wolf."

Tang Fachu turned his face away.

The atmosphere is eccentric.

"No, I've always had a question." When he spoke again, Tang Fuchu swallowed, his heart was heavy, and he spoke dryly, "You evolved into wolves...do you live like a human or a wolf?"

"Ok?"

He said indifferently: "I don't know."

Tang Fuchu was flustered, and he was depressed and reluctant: "Doesn't Grandma Lihua know? What about Tianyuan? What about the white wolf?"

Mo Yan was silent for a while, then asked him: "What do you want to say?"

"I want you to come with me." Tang Fuchu blurted out, with a sour tone, "Not going back to the village! But not staying here, you come with me, just the two of us—"

But it stopped abruptly.

Mo Yan stared at him silently, then let out a deep breath after a while, and sighed: "Just the two of us, survival will only be more difficult."

"Then there is always a solution." Tang Fuchu was discouraged and said hopelessly, "There must be a solution, right? No, it's too dangerous. Is there a safer place..."

Still here.

Mo Yan had long expected that this conversation would be inevitable.

They met again, and even cleared up their past suspicions and got back together, but their conflicts are still unresolved. In the past, it was Mo Yan's compromise, but now it is Tang Fuchu's compromise, and the environment is so cruel, compromise never means perfection, They still have no way to go.

He was thinking boredly, while Tang Fuchu was still rambling on:

"I don't care about the process, and I don't want the solution, but I want the ending that we are both alive. We have to be together. We have to be able to see and feel it every day. It takes a lifetime. Do you know?"

"Yes," Mo Yan replied absently, "I know."

Tang Fuchu: "..."

Tang Fuchu slapped him: "How many do you know?"

Mo Yan was stunned, and said angrily: "Don't keep beating me, how many times have you told me, especially when there are other wolves around! I am the wolf king! I am the wolf king! Can you show me some face?"

It forced itself up, threw itself on Tang Fuchu, and scratched his heart twice with its claws: "Did you hear that?"

Tang Fuchu couldn't help laughing at this pretentiously fierce threat, he only let out a dry laugh, and his face turned bitter again.

Mo Yan was stunned, licked his face a few times, sat down beside him and said cautiously: "I know what you have been worried about, don't worry, usually wolves fight with a little injury at most, and there is no fear of life. Don't worry about it. This is not happy."

Tang Fuchu: "I know, but I..."

"After this time is over," Mo Yan interrupted him, and promised, "This time, let's go through it first, and we will talk about it after we have the results. I can't be distracted these days, you promise me."

Tang Feichu was silent.

Mo Yan put her head on his knee and wagged her tail at him.

"Chu'er?"

Fuck!

Tang Fuchu had no choice but to say, "Got it!"

His feelings are subtle.

He was in this difficult situation, but he was able to get out of it, distinguishing his feelings from a calm to cruel angle.Whenever Mo Yan turned into a wolf, he looked at it with a soft and calm mood, no better than the desire|desire and sticky and delicate love brought to him by the human form of the other party. This feeling is often pure and soft, and it is pride. And the joy of pity.

Perhaps he knew it from that moment.

Even if one day in the future, it might be covered in blood, with eyes like knives, in Tang Pochu's eyes, it would be nothing more than the tiger-headed little wolf cub he saw for the first time.