Chapter 130 Anchor Point: Midsummer Night, Cicada Song, and You.
Qi Tang's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she subconsciously avoided looking at him.
After a while, he deliberately turned back and stiffly stretched out his hand—
A small portion of the wooden skewer fell into the palm of the hand, the splinters at the bottom deliberately smoothed out, and the aroma of charred oil rushed out.
Qi Tang sniffed, gripped the wooden skewer tightly, and glanced at him.
Ah Leng's eyes shone unusually bright. Under this gaze, she let out two rapid breaths and hurriedly kept a close eye on the cooking process.
The tip of his nose was almost touching it.
Qi Tang was grinding the wooden skewers dryly when she suddenly felt that she was bullying him. The wolf cub didn't understand anything about love between men and women.
How can we use human thinking to speculate about wolf packs?
We finally managed to cheer him up, and the hope of getting out was within reach. Are we going to let all our efforts go to waste because of overthinking?
—Anyway, it will be Leng Lingqi who feels awkward in the end.
Qitang, you're destined for great things!
Don't forget your real purpose. Use this embarrassing incident to threaten Leng Ling into committing the crime!
Qi Tang nodded, pressed the wound on her calf, and as if encouraged by something, took a vicious bite of a piece of roasted meat.
hateful.
...How come Ah Leng's barbecue skills have become so exquisite again?
Qi Tang muttered a few words, looked up at the starry sky, exhaled a sigh of frustration, and finally agreed to talk to him. After thinking for a while, she could only say one sentence: "...The night is so beautiful."
A Leng instinctively raised her head and looked in the direction she was pointing. The dense stars of the midsummer night hung upside down in the sky as if they were about to fall, and the moonlight was bright and gentle.
The dense mountain grass undulated like waves, and the mountains and fields were vast and boundless.
This was probably the only gift the wilderness could offer, something Ah Leng had long since taken for granted.
But he still hesitated before nodding.
Then he handed over a skewer of meat.
Qi Tang slowly turned to the side to take it, her gaze unconsciously falling on him again. He was so busy that sweat beaded on his forehead, but he didn't eat a single bite.
She actually felt a little sorry for him, so she could only turn her head away and awkwardly say, "I can't eat that much, but Ah Leng can eat too."
The moment the words "A Leng Chi" entered his ears, it was as if he had heard some kind of command, and the wolf boy reflexively lowered his head.
A sharp, burning pain exploded in my mouth, and the abruptly cut-off hiss was stuck in my throat.
The aroma of crispy, charred meat mingled with the horrifying heat, creating a strange sense of ecstasy amidst the pain.
His neck muscles contracted uncontrollably, but he showed little sign of pain, only a desperate attempt to swallow the scalding hot food in his mouth.
However, before he could make a move, his cheeks were suddenly grabbed and violently pried open.
Qi Tang's voice cracked with anxiety, "Spit it out! Spit it out! Spit it out!!!"
Rolling meat over a fire, you'll burn your tongue!
The soft fingertips dug into his cheek, bringing a slight tingling sensation, and the wolf boy's gaze paused.
His breathing suddenly quickened, but his mind remained remarkably calm as he observed the person before him—
Her pupils were contracting, her wrists were trembling slightly, her expression was panicked, and her eyes... he liked that look.
Ah Leng is not stupid; on the contrary, she is quite smart.
For example, at this moment, he suddenly realized why the lame wolf had received such meticulous care from her.
It turns out that getting injured means receiving preferential treatment.
He only just realized it.
Qi Tang's mind was buzzing with anxiety. At this moment, she couldn't care about anything else. She pressed his head down, her outstretched hands wishing she could reach inside. "Hurry up!!"
Hurry up and spit it out!!
His emerald green pupils flickered slightly, and the wisdom he clumsily grasped made him imitate his dying prey, opening his mouth in a pathetic manner to reveal the scalding red flesh inside.
White steam escaped from between their teeth, and scalding chunks of meat fell to the ground.
He tentatively curled his shoulders, hesitated for a moment, and then let out a choked moan, like a wolf cub that had stepped into a trap.
Qi Tang was both furious and heartbroken, her forehead beaded with sweat. "Are you stupid?!"
Ah Leng's eyes shifted slightly, her throat tightened, her face remained expressionless, but her whimpering grew increasingly suppressed.
Qi Tang knew that the wolf cub was always very good at enduring pain and never made a sound. Seeing him cry out in pain and lose his composure for a moment, Qi Tang felt so sorry that her eyes turned red.
We need to cool it down quickly!
If a burn is left untreated, the pain will continue to spread and cause further damage.
The thought flashed through her mind, and Qi Tang moved closer without thinking.
.
A cool breeze brushed past my lips, carrying the familiar scent of flowers and fruits as it passed over my teeth and blew straight in.
Uncontrollably, he suddenly shuddered.
As if electrocuted, Ah Leng's pupils shrank to points, and the tingling current made the soft flesh in her mouth tremble.
In that moment of stunned silence, the amber light pressed down from all sides, and the distance between the stars and my eyes shrank to zero.
A Leng stood frozen in place as the night wind silently swept through the hall, the amber lake reflecting her trembling blue eyes and the starry sky.
This moment was stretched out infinitely. He sluggishly raised his eyes, his eyelashes trembling, and looked in the direction from which the humid, drafty breeze was coming from.
Her beautifully shaped lips were half-open, moist and full, like two cherry blossom petals, a stark contrast to the ferocious muzzles of the wolves.
But somehow, he suddenly superimposed it on the image of wolf mates rubbing, licking, and comforting each other in his memory.
Scenes that were blurry in my memory and that I had never paid attention to suddenly became unusually clear at this moment.
The tingling heat made him tremble all over, and an inexplicable fever was raging within him. He swallowed unconsciously, but his thirst only increased.
Along with it, the dark, anxious, and cold-blooded heart in his chest began to pound along with the gradually boiling emotions.
The increasingly scorching wind made his face flushed, and he almost cried out in pain. His body felt as if a monster had taken over his heart, and his eardrums and bones were filled with trembling echoes.
Anxiety and a strange, unquenchable feeling gripped him, and the intense sense of loss of control made the wolf boy extremely anxious and uneasy.
Ah Leng subconsciously clenched his fingertips, his chaotic appetite and bloodlust mingling in his heart. His chest heaved violently, as if he could no longer suppress it. Without any warning, he suddenly lowered his head and viciously bit his arm.
The sharp, white teeth pierced through the forearm, and blood gushed out in a rush.
Ah Leng's muscles were so tense they felt like they were about to burst, but a muffled groan escaped her nose, as if she were grasping at a straw, confirming something's existence.
However, they were not satisfied.
The brief period of calm did not return.
For the first time, the unease and restlessness beneath his skin could not be soothed by the pain he had taken as a cure.
The wolf boy's eyes suddenly became bloodshot, and his skin turned an angry red.
The self-inflicted injury was so practiced and swift that the color drained from Qi Tang's face in an instant. Her breath caught in her throat, and she instinctively lunged forward, using all her strength to pull him away, yelling, "Let go!!"
Her fingers were icy cold, yet her arms trembled uncontrollably; Qi Tang couldn't understand it.
The pungent smell of blood filled her nostrils, and she looked down in confusion, seeing the exposed white bones that had been gnawed.
She had seen it countless times.
This rotten bone always gets its skin suddenly torn off.
Whether this person is Leng Lingqi or A Leng, it's not surprising. She should have gotten used to it by now.
However, however...
As if struck in the very flesh of her heart, looking at the white bone beneath the blurred flesh, Qi Tang's voice instantly changed, filled with a bitter, suppressed sob, and she could no longer bear it: "Let go! Please..."
Those eyes, always filled with curiosity and sweetness, brimmed with tears, the damp tears flowing weightlessly into my heart.
Large tears rolled down her cheeks, raindrops falling into her spiky green hair and then running down her forehead.
Startled, the wolf boy abruptly raised his head, the fierce focus and wildness in his eyes instantly extinguished, and he fell silent.
He subconsciously loosened his grip, his heart pounding with a pain of helplessness, his lips and tongue, and the air filled with the unfamiliar salty taste of tears.
"It hurts..." Her voice broke, and she choked out the two words.
As if overwhelmed by a surging, bitter taste, she paused for a moment, then suddenly gripped the bitten arm, as if facing a toddler learning to walk, and said with difficulty, her voice tinged with a question that was perhaps not quite a rhetorical one, "Doesn't it hurt...?"
Ah Leng lowered her head and stared at the knuckles that were wrapped around her wrist.
The tears, in circles and round drops, trickled through his fingers, causing his heart to ache and tremble.
Meaningless, murky syllables escaped his throat uncontrollably; two contrasting thirsts burned through his blood. His fingers trembled, and he suddenly interrupted her incessant chatter.
A rough tongue licked across her eyelids, very lightly and tentatively wiping away the wet tear stains at the corners of her eyes, as if to confirm her state and existence.
Ah Leng's movements were clumsy and stiff, as if he were imitating an old wolf grooming its cubs. The rough licking caused Qi Tang's eyes to sting slightly, but his expression was one of almost devout focus.
There was no blood, no fear, only a pure, intense saltiness, and something he couldn't describe that made their bodies tremble slightly.
After licking up the tears on one side of his face, silence fell.
His palms were soaked.
Ah Leng lowered his head, a hint of barely perceptible anxiety in his eyes, desperately trying to recall the frequency of the girl's throat movements. For the first time in his life, he felt an intense urge to abandon his wolf howl and try to clumsily imitate it.
His dry throat vibrated, and he tensed his spine.
As soon as she raised her head, her lips parted slightly, and her soft lips pressed against hers first.
thump thump—
The wolf boy was completely bewildered; his mind went blank, but his chest heaved violently.
It felt as if tens of thousands of cicadas were clamoring in his chest; the sudden loud noise startled him so much that he wanted to cover his ears like a frightened bird.
However, she could only remain stiff and unable to move, with only her eyelashes trembling.
The cold pain in his arm went numb in an instant, and the chilling emptiness he felt drifted away, foreshadowing something completely unknown replacing the pain and becoming a new anchor in his desolate life.
Through the blurry reflection in the water, Qi Tang couldn't see his expression clearly, and even the countless stars in the sky turned into sticky mist.
Suddenly, a surging, uninterrupted sound wave rose in their ears, spreading from the depths of the mountains and forests to the entire wilderness.
Amidst the deafening chirping of cicadas, the starry sky and the wilderness spun together, merging and intertwining like two pools of water.
Then it vanished and shattered.
Like a noisy, beautiful dream on a summer night.
It ended abruptly when I woke up.
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