As he watched the meat dwindle, he began to hunt frantically day and night, capturing a lot of prey, as if only this could calm him down temporarily and stop him from thinking too much.

Until he couldn't sleep at all, and suddenly fainted one day. When he woke up, he saw the witch doctor and spoke to him.

"Chief, don't be too sad."

He found it funny. He was not sad at all. Even when Lin Xuefu was gone, he couldn't cry. He was just used to her and needed to smell her scent to fall asleep.

"I'm not sad at all, I don't feel anything at all."

The witch doctor looked at him and seemed to be hesitant to speak. Finally, he told him not to be too sad and to look forward.

It was not until he suddenly came to the wooden house where Lin Xuefu had lived and saw the moonlight shining on the bed that he finally realized that Lin Xuefu had never appeared again.

He failed to do anything well, and in the moonlight it seemed as if Lin Xuefu was still there. He picked up the things left by the female in the house, and finally he couldn't control himself and knelt on the ground, burning tears flowing out.

His longing for her was engraved in his bones, and he regretted it very much. If he had not done anything to Lin Xuefu, would the ending be different? The delayed emotions were even more intense.

He had been feeling this way for so long, but one day he habitually called the other's name, and his emotions suddenly came back. When she was not around, the pain came late but was unforgettable.

But now, when he knew that the other party had his offspring, he had fantasized about him and Lin Xuefu having two little white tigers, and he protected them.

It turns out that such a beautiful life was once very close to him.

I originally thought that longing was silent, but in fact, pain is also silent.