Chapter 129: Exclusive Warning
As dusk fell, the setting sun swept across the treetops, leaving only long, slender shadows.
Ah Leng dragged the wild boar he had hunted, walking with his head down and his heavy breathing deliberately suppressed. As if in training, he awkwardly moved his lips.
He couldn't understand why the deer was angry, or why it had suddenly abandoned him.
—Perhaps she was just too hungry, or too much pain.
Driven by a subtle sense of panic, he tried his best to imitate the deer, attempting to squeeze out a gentle, harmless, almost benevolent smile.
But perhaps because he never laughed, it seemed somewhat out of place.
The drag marks on the mountainside meandered, and the cave entrance was getting closer.
The moment the unfamiliar scent hit my nose, the carefully crafted, stiff smile instantly flattened.
A Leng's jaw muscles suddenly bulged, and her finger bones sank into the wild boar's nape like iron.
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Leng Xue was abandoned in the wilderness as a child, and it was the wolves that raised and protected him, allowing him to survive.
A Leng instinctively felt grateful and dependent on the wolf pack, even regarding them as family.
This sense of belonging made him unwilling to let the wolf pack suffer any harm.
However, at this moment, as he stood at the entrance of the cave, staring intently at the lame wolf crouching in front of the deer's belly, he suddenly felt a strong sense of being violated.
His primal instincts threatened him, and a roar stuck in his throat, desperately urging him to issue a warning.
But these were the wolves that had once raised him, his own kind.
Two conflicting emotions clashed fiercely within my chest.
He gasped for breath, his waist and abdomen tense, pacing back and forth at the cave entrance, trying to quell this uncontrolled, inexplicable aggression.
Wolves protect their territory and pack, and Ah Leng is no exception.
His reason and body seemed to be split in two, he was certain of this in his heart, his back was straight, his head was held high, and even his ears trembled slightly.
Aside from the fact that its missing tail cannot stand upright, its other postures already signal the wolf pack's attack.
"...Why are you blocking the entrance? Ah Leng."
Qi Tang glanced at him again and again out of the corner of her eye, and finally couldn't help but call out to him.
Her voice was steady and natural, but her eyes darted around slightly, revealing a hint of vulnerability.
After all, only one day had passed, and there was no Meng Po soup for her to drink.
I felt a little uncomfortable overall.
...But who taught him to wander around there like that?
The sound was like a long-awaited rain after a drought, instantly relieving the anxiety in my heart and the thirst between my lips and teeth.
As the blood resumed its flow, Ah Leng's chest heaved, and she suddenly strode forward. Without a word, she used her wrist to forcefully release the prey she was carrying.
With a muffled thud, the ground trembled, and a pungent, fishy smell rushed into their nostrils, startling both the man and the wolf.
The young wild boar, drained of all its blood, was suddenly slammed to the ground, lying straight between Qitang and the lame wolf, blocking their path like a small hill.
This sudden action triggered the lame wolf to instinctively let out a low howl.
Qi Tang swallowed her exclamation, then suddenly raised her head, her cheeks puffed out: "A Leng, this is where we sleep!"
Raw meat and bloodstains were everywhere, smelling and greasy. Where was she supposed to sleep? It stank!
As usual, A Leng remained silent, only pursing her lips, standing motionless in front of the lame wolf.
In the past, Ah Leng had always listened to her and would never dirty the area around the cave.
They wouldn't be like they are now, rebellious and unwilling to even lift a hand.
Surely it's not that he resented her for kicking him, is it?
He was the one who started the indecent behavior!
Even if it wasn't their intention, it's still being a scoundrel!
Do you expect her to apologize?
Normally, Qi Tang would have already pulled his little face up in anger and taught him a lesson until he understood what was right.
This is outrageous!
Unfortunately... the situation is currently very sensitive, and Qi Tang is afraid of him for the time being, so she has no choice but to swallow her unspoken words.
Thinking of taking a break and trying to put the nightmare behind me!
She quickly said, "This is the lame wolf I rescued from the trap by the stream. Look at it."
Qi Tang wanted to show him the wound on the wolf's leg, but A Leng stared straight into its eyes.
Focused and advantageous, it's like an invisible contest.
Qi Tang took the opportunity to look away, exhale, and lower her head to continue what she was doing.
A small strip of cloth was torn off and slowly wrapped around the cleaned wound, and the person tried to keep their breathing as soft as possible.
—A lame, abandoned wolf is like a mirror image, and she can't help but put in more effort.
But someone just had to cause trouble, sullenly bumping their head against her shoulder.
The knotted fingers trembled, almost crushing the wound.
Qi Tang's neck trembled with fright, and she quickly pressed his head down and pushed it away, "...Don't cause trouble!"
...The expectant gaze swept over them and then drifted away like the wind.
A dangerous growl escaped Ah Leng's throat, and a restless emotion suddenly appeared on her face. The moment the knot was tied, she pushed her away, her head pressing against her collarbone.
He insisted that she look at the whole wild boar that had been hunted beside her.
In the past, Little Deer would have already been rubbing his fluffy head and praising him endlessly.
He would then nestle into her arms and subtly wiggle his ear.
But now, she doesn't even look up.
An unspeakable anxiety made him clench his fingers, unsure how to dispel the sense of emptiness and collapse within him.
Qi Tang was completely unaware of the wolf boy's emotions, only feeling that the current situation was really not good.
The rescued lame wolf was in a state of extreme anxiety and stress, with dilated pupils, tense muscles, and a complete refusal to eat.
She had originally thought that things would improve once Ah Leng returned and she had a companion by her side.
However, the opposite is true.
Its tail was tucked tightly between its legs, it licked its paws repeatedly, and even began to gnaw at the ground.
It's getting worse and worse.
Qi Tang was a little anxious. She tugged at A Leng's arm and whispered, "What should we do?"
—His brows were furrowed, and his whole being seemed to be tied to that wolf.
Ah Leng chewed her lips tightly, then suddenly grabbed her wrist and pulled her forcefully.
Suddenly lifted up and her back slammed against something, Qi Tang swayed unsteadily for a couple of moments before regaining her balance. Once she came to her senses, she turned around and stared wide-eyed.
do what?
Why are you doing such strange things today?
Ah Leng stared at her without saying a word. After a long while, she pointed outside the cave, her breathing unsteady.
Qi Tang's gaze followed his fingertip outwards. The sky outside had darkened, and the cave entrance was quiet, with only a faint breeze blowing through.
She tilted her head, puzzled, and guessed wildly based on past experience, "What's wrong? Is something outside? Is it going to rain? Or...?"
She hesitated for a moment before finally raising her head.
His amber eyes gleamed slightly. "Send him back to the wolf pack?"
The boundary between cruelty and tenderness in a wolf pack depends on survival and the interests of the group.
When a severely wounded wolf is unable to keep up with the pack or participate in the hunt, it will be abandoned.
In situations of extreme resource scarcity, they may even face attacks and expulsion from their own group.
Ah Leng tried her best to suppress the surging urge to expel it, and tensed her arms.
Qi Tang carefully observed his expression, and after thinking for a moment, she stammered, "Then... should we go out and give the cave to it?"
Wolves will never relinquish their territory unless forced to compromise for survival.
A strong sense of territory was embedded in his skull like a knife. After a moment of stunned silence, Ah Leng inexplicably lowered his hand.
The wolf boy's restless and turbulent heart gradually calmed down with the sound of a certain word. As if drawn by something, his slightly cool pupils turned slightly, quietly gazing at the silhouette in front of him.
Focused, cold, and gleaming with an almost imperceptible light.
It was as if all the caves were merely the relinquished edges of the territory, while she was the core.
He nodded, and we nodded.
This lame, abandoned wolf is merely an illusion in the heart of a cold-blooded individual.
Only he knows the answer to what to do.
But does this mean that a safe space and escape route are far more comforting to a wounded wolf than trying to approach and soothe it?
The thought vaguely crossed my mind, as heavy as the swaying shadows of a tree.
".......oh."
She hurriedly followed, nodding hastily.
......
The night breeze in the wilderness on a midsummer night brushed against my hair, making my cheeks slightly itchy.
Qi Tang was brought back to her senses and quickly stopped the tireless wolf boy, dragging him to sit down on the spot.
Looking around, I headed north, not knowing where I was.
A Leng followed her example, carefully sitting cross-legged. Seeing that she didn't make a sound, she didn't dare to move.
I just couldn't help but look up at her.
one time.
Another one.
The scorching gazes flew over like sparks, burning the corners of my eyes with an inexplicable heat.
She tried her best to endure it for a long time, but finally gave in in the quiet summer night and had to hurriedly lower her eyes.
My brain started to congeal again.
Her reddened eyes darted around incessantly, as if trying to grasp at some straw to break the strange, unsettling feeling.
Fortunately!
Her pupils paused for a moment, then suddenly brightened.
Before leaving home, the wolf cub even tore off a whole piece of a wild boar's hind leg and carried it with him!
She stood up abruptly, her long eyelashes trembling, fanning her face with her hand as she spoke rapidly, "It's so hot... Let's grill some meat."
A Leng turned her head slightly, her pupils shifting almost imperceptibly, watching the mountain grass bending in the night wind. She quickly stood up, gathered firewood, started a fire, and chopped meat into pieces...
Their movements were swift, even somewhat reckless.
In short, the fawn is hungry, and it can't go hungry.
He chewed his lips anxiously.
Dead branches and wild firewood were added piece by piece, and the reddish-orange firelight was reflected in the cold green eyes, building higher and higher as if soaring into the sky.
The air slowly filled with the rich aroma of charcoal and meat, accompanied by constant crackling and popping sounds. Qi Tang, with her back to the wolf boy, finally relaxed.
This is much more comfortable.
Amidst the lively, fragmented sounds around my ears, the stagnant night breeze finally began to flow, its coolness penetrating my chest.
She took a deep breath and subconsciously thought that reading storybooks in a place like this must be very pleasant.
The moment this thought entered her mind, she was suddenly stunned for some reason.
It is inappropriate to recall the fear and frustration of when you first entered the nightmare.
I recall the desolate, barren forests, the sharp pain of stepping on withered branches and leaves, the danger of being preyed upon by birds of prey, and the scarcity of food...
When did it start?
The desolate wilderness, where people were devoured without spitting out bones, slowly came to an end, leaving only the scorching and long summer.
When will the yellowed, withered grass sprout new shoots, urging the wildflowers all over the mountain? When will flowers and fruits of different seasons begin to grow simultaneously in this mountain wilderness, defying all reason?
She had absolutely no clue.
It was as if someone had secretly used all the best colors they had ever seen to paint this place without her knowledge.
The wolf boy's withered and shriveled heart has long since sprouted green again because of a single crabapple blossom.
No one knows from which moment it began.
For no apparent reason, she suddenly turned around and met a pair of somewhat bewildered blue eyes.
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Author's note: There will be a kiss in the next chapter!
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