"Raul, look! Eh... "

"Pft!" - Wolfrang is a funny guy, and also my brother.

The journey to the werewolf tribe is really long, after five days of walking, both of us are exhausted. I remembered the longest train ride of my life, from Shenyang to Nanjing, sitting on a hard seat. I smoked two packs of cigarettes that day and night.

The food problem is not as serious as I thought, catching a giraffe rabbit is enough for us to eat for two days.

To avoid boredom, Wolfrang doesn't wear his hat and doesn't wear his white shirt anymore, running around for fun everywhere.

After losing his gentlemanly image, Wolfrang is just a funny guy. I never imagined a werewolf would be so bored that he would jump around in trees just to catch a little yellow sparrow...

"Yawn~"

"Mr. Raul, we will arrive at my home tomorrow afternoon, are you happy?"

"Hap...py..."

"Mr. Raul, are you not feeling well?"

"No... I'm just tired."

Seems like it's not me who is happy, it should be you. Also, I'm not in a bad mood, I'm just tired.

"Are you still sad about her?"

"Huh?"

"Don't be sad, don't be upset, what awaits you are our kind werewolf companions~"

"Wolfrang... please be quiet."

I don't know what's gotten into Wolfrang, he just keeps talking. Even though we are resting under a tree, can't you sit still for a while? I've been driving all morning and I'm exhausted, aren't you tired after walking for the whole morning?

"Raul, stop thinking about her. There are many other women."

"I don't want her, I want you?"

"Sure~"

"Okay... I was wrong. I don't want her anymore."

That's what I said, but I truly can't pull my thoughts back from that small cave. I still can't forget my ex-wife, that night when she said with a crying voice, "Go, don't come back." It was like the most venomous curse in the world, locking my happiness and hope in the deepest corner of my heart.

Before giving up, learn to cherish. This phrase is not meant for me because I don't have the right to cherish.

"Raul..."

"What now..."

"Look! Eh..."

"Pft!"

I hadn't even taken a puff of smoke before I burst out laughing.

Wolfrang pushed all the meat from his neck onto his face, making him look like a husky. It was really funny. Then, he hooked his claws on the corners of his mouth, pressed his ears against his head, and stuck out his tongue. The comical effect of a human's funny face on a werewolf was really strong. I couldn't stop laughing and quickly asked him to stop.

"I can do this too!"

Wolfrang actually lay on his back like a dog, waving his four legs in the air, and imitating a dog sticking out its tongue, panting.

"Woof, woof!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha..."

"Haha..."

As I laughed, tears streamed down my face.

This time, the tears allowed my calm mind to return.

She and I have indeed gone through a lot, but the more we go through, the more we realize our differences. She has her principles for dealing with things, and I have my way of living. One hundred and sixty-three days are far from enough for us to understand each other.

If I hadn't appeared in her cave.

If the first thing I saw was a succubus or another Medusa.

How would things have turned out?

Even if I hadn't left my little home in that corner of Mountain Dotch, this day would still come. It's just a matter of time.

Happiness is really simple, simple enough to be diluted by time.

The vows of the blood ring in the past cannot withstand the good farewell in the end.

Now, it's hard to reunite a broken mirror, running away from the battlefield of love is difficult.

Saying "I love you" doesn't make a couple.

Accepting each other's habits doesn't bring them closer.

Your strength is actually weakness, and my dejection is torment.

Yes, Chen Laowu, this isn't the first time you've broken up with a woman, so don't mope around. It's hard for both humans and monsters to love each other. Don't compare yourself to Leya and Kleveray. What's important is to do what you can do. If you can't make her happy right now, don't waste your time and trouble yourself.

That memory is indeed unforgettable, but one cannot live in memories forever. Do you still remember the girlfriend you had when you were nineteen? At that time, you were still working, waking up at five in the morning every day to take a one-hour bus ride to bring her breakfast in the hospital, and taking a half-hour bus ride after work to accompany her. You even carried her on your back in the snow so she could see it. But in the end, you still broke up, didn't you? Can that woman still affect your life after you locked yourself in the bathroom and smoked one Furongwang after another, getting drunk with friends? Fool, it's better to live well than anything else.

Wolfrang held me, humming a strange little song, silently waiting for me to empty the last trace of reluctance for Medusa. The werewolf's arm was both firm and warm, perfectly supporting the weakest part of me right now. It was just that the tune he hummed was really off...

"Hey, stop talking."

"Why?"

"It doesn't sound good, let me do it."

I sat up, smiled, cleared my throat, and thought for a moment about what song to sing.

"Last night, I had a dream that we were holding hands again."

"The sadness upon waking, unable to be expressed."

"I opened my diary, your entries stopped in that deep autumn."

"The last farewell, never spoken."

Wolfrang perked up his ears, listening attentively to the Chinese song he had never heard before.

"The tenderness you once gave, all preserved in my diary."

"Heart-to-heart conversations flipped through page by page, that love, falling, rising."

"I remember saying I'll be with you till the end, but the warm dream turned into cold shackles."

"If time could rewind, what could we hold on to?"

Wolfrang applauded, as expected. Everyone has a few good songs up their sleeves or they wouldn't be able to mix in at company KTV gatherings. After singing, I felt much better and rested enough. We stood up and continued on our way.

"Thank you, Wolfrang."

I punched Wolfrang's chest. Friendship between men needs no more words.

"Haha, Raul, you're welcome!"

Wolfrang imitated me and almost knocked me down with a punch...

With the werewolf as my big brother who tried so hard to make me happy, I had to pull myself together and face the distant life.

It's not that I became stronger after leaving Medusa, it's that I became stronger after being with Wolfrang. It's like playing a game with a girlfriend. If she plays better than you, it puts a lot of pressure on you, fearing any slight mistake in your performance. But playing with your buddies, just shout "go go go" and you'll be more passionate and perform better.

The last leg of the journey with my werewolf brother was filled with laughter.

We have already passed through the entire Mountain Dotch range, the types of vegetation have changed repeatedly, and now we can see coniferous trees. The big yellow ox was slightly injured by wild dogs, plus it hadn't eaten much, so our progress slowed down a bit. Otherwise, we would have arrived yesterday. Speaking of the ox, I just remembered that I left Xiao Ao in the cave. Although the little guy is doing fine with Medusa, I feel like there's something missing, a creature to play around with.

"Raul, take that thing out, the... fur, the one I gave you, fur."

Fur? Which fur is he talking about? Is it the clump of werewolf fur he gave me when we set off?

"Yes, like this."

Wolfrang hung the clump of wolf fur around my neck, checked it out, and signaled for me to stop the car. He ran to the front and let out a pure wolf howl.

Maybe it was some kind of secret code, Wolfrang's howls varied in length, just like Morse code, and the response from the other side was also like Morse code.

"Brother! You're back!"

"Haha, Walter, my little brother."

It's hard to imagine what it looks like when two adult wolves hug each other, but Wolfrang's little brother pounced on him from the tree and... well... deep brotherly love I can understand, patting each other's backs with claws I can also understand, but please don't lick each other with your tongues, that's too much. I can't help but lose control when I see that!

"Come on. Little brother, this is Mr. Raul."

"Ah, Mr. Raul, hello."

"Uh, uh, hello. Mr. Wolfrang."

"It's Wolfrang, haha."

I got out of the car and shook hands with Wolfrang's brother.

Indeed, the civilization of werewolves is different from other creatures. Howerte dresses similarly to Wolfrang, and even his polite and humorous attitude is identical.

And what I saw next confirmed my speculation. The werewolves had actually built a small village, with the architecture and road planning being identical to Night Fall Town. The werewolves wore clothes that were a size larger than humans and stopped their work to greet Wolfrang.

"Let's go, Mr. Raul."

Howerte straightened his posture, patted my head, and led the way for me as if welcoming a guest from afar.

"I... haven't..."

"A friend of my brother is our friend too."

Passing by the exquisite wooden houses that didn't match the appearance of the werewolves, the werewolves with black and gray fur showed no surprise and cast friendly glances at us. Seeing the werewolf townspeople greeting us, I smiled back and waved and nodded at them. I was no longer the Mr. Raul who arrived in Night Fall Town, nervous and only able to say "We mean no harm."