Chapter 21 Chapter 20 Tenderness of the Wolf

A few days ago, I was drenched in a hailstorm.In the past few days, I have a splitting headache and a constant cough. I have a cold. Whenever he heard the sound of my coughing, Green would lie on the window and poke his neck in concern. He no longer had the heart to play with the Tibetan mastiffs, and would rather stay outside the window and watch.I sat at the small table and wrote a diary, and Green stood up, put his front paws on the window sill, looked at the computer and then at me; When you get tired, go back to the grass facing the window and watch like a sphinx.He no longer dragged me out, nor pretended to lie to me to accompany him. I often asked him to go out to play by himself or keep company with Tibetan mastiffs, but he was never willing to leave.

One day, I was woken up by several thunderstorms, and there was a torrent of rain on the grassland. I hurriedly got up and looked out the window. The Tibetan Mastiffs hid in the kennels to avoid the rain, while Green was still persistently standing in the same place, guarding the window in the rain. , a pair of wolf eyes were barely opened by the rain.I quickly put on my clothes and rushed out to bring Green into the house.Green sneezed a series of times, sniffed and curled up obediently in my arms, staring straight at me, as if he could take care of my illness.Sighing, I pulled my clothes over to dry his hair.In this situation, I can't help but remember the first time he fell into the water lily pond when he was a child, and I held him in my arms to dry him in the same way. In a blink of an eye, Green is five months old. I don't know if he will remember it too Those happy and carefree childhood times.

I have been holding on to it for days, and as a result, my condition tends to worsen.In the past two days, I have coughed and my lungs are snoring like a bag of water. I occasionally spit out some light red blood bubbles. I have been lying on the bed for two days without eating. Only when I get up can I barely breathe more smoothly, and the panting becomes more and more uncomfortable.The cold medicine I carried with me seemed to be useless, and I had nowhere to seek medical treatment. I left a message on the Internet on my mobile phone, describing the symptoms of the disease, and wanted to seek help from a friend who knew medicine.

In the evening, Yifeng called, with an extremely anxious and serious tone: "That's pulmonary edema, you must go back to Chengdu immediately!" "I'm going back, what about Green? I'm against the law, just send me some medicine!" "Did you lose your life?" Yi Feng was furious, "Pulmonary edema in high altitudes will kill you, do you know that!" My head was buzzing, I forgot how to hang up the phone, and fell asleep in a daze. Green became more and more restless, wandering back and forth in front of my window, whimpering, waiting day and night.In the past, Green always liked to wander around or huddle with Tibetan mastiffs to sleep warmly every night.But now it’s different, a kind of emotion accumulated in his heart, the dependence when he was young was gradually replaced by love, this kind of love grew day by day like a heavy lead pendant and fell into the depths of his heart, he couldn’t see me for a day It will be heavy, and this concern will become more and more intense after not seeing each other for many days.Wolves can smell the breath of death, or maybe my breath smells like lung blood. Green has a vague premonition that he can't sleep or eat. Even at night and in dreams, he will be overwhelmed by this kind of panic and fear. Troubled by worries, he shook his wolf mane to drive away his drowsiness, braved the cold and quietly came to my window, stood there quietly listening to my breathing and intermittent coughing...

Several times when I was pouring water and taking medicine in the middle of the night, I felt strange. When I suddenly looked up, I found Green lying on the window, a pair of green eyes staring at me sadly and with concern, which made my heart ache involuntarily. No matter day or night, in order to wait for me, Green would rather choose discomfort and hardship. He no longer wandered around looking for food, and no longer went back to sleep in a warm mastiff cage. Instead, he lay firmly in front of the window and waited for several hours. In order to see me, as long as I was close to the window, he would run up and lie on the window to feel my kind touch.

However, as the condition worsened, I struggled less often, and Green became more and more restless. He ran back and forth, climbed up the window to look at me through the glass several times, and poked his head to look at me carefully.I struggled to open my eyes to look at him, his anxious eyes flashed in front of me, and gradually Green's shadow became blurred again, the pair of rolling ears sometimes turned into four, sometimes returned to two, the window rolled up Dang to dizzy.I had a splitting headache, comforted Green in a daze, and continued to sleep.In a trance, a low, half-crying whine suddenly came from outside the window, and then there was another sound of sniffing noses, and then Green uttered a long and painful howl, and the long wolf howl trembled and disappeared sadly. After a while, the long howl The howl sounded again, full of pain and desolation, and the six Tibetan mastiffs also followed the howl of the wolf, one after another, swallowing deeply.

I closed my eyes, and the tears slid down to the pillow... I don’t know how long I slept, but suddenly I heard some movement at the window, and when I opened my eyes, Green jumped and hit the glass with his hard wolf head, pushing the window open little by little. Stick your head into the house.Green's eyes were anxious and concerned in the haze, and he threw something into the room vaguely in his mouth.Does the kid want to throw stones again?But today that wake-up call doesn't seem to be working. "Pfft", a dull landing sound, not like a stone, something dark and soft.I struggled to stand up and took a closer look, and it turned out to be half a hare!I don't know when Green hunted it. The first half of the hare has been eaten, and the fattest second half was thrown in and landed in front of my bed.Green smacked his lips and poked his head over the window, whining.Seeing that I finally woke up to speak, he drooped his ears, licked his nose and looked at me tenderly.I took a deep breath to make up for the dizzy feeling of lack of oxygen and sat up.I sat on the edge of the bed and collected myself before leaning over to take a closer look at the precious "gift": Half a rabbit was covered with a lot of soil, which was newly dug out from the ground. It was obviously Green's grain, buried for emergency use. The necessary private meat.These days, Green stayed close to the mastiff farm, did not go hunting, and his wolf stomach was not full. The hares he finally got were used to tide over the difficulties, but he gave me this ration, My nose was sore, and tears welled up in my eyes in an instant.

I coughed and leaned on the window to stand firm.Green lay on the window sill and looked up at my face. His throat was shaking convulsively, but he didn't make a sound. He tried to meet my palm with the top of his head, as if he was trying to express something, but he didn't know how to express it.Suddenly, he stretched his neck, arched his nose, and buried the whole wolf head in my armpits and waist, then gently pushed his head without saying a word, and it was so close to my arms.I burst into tears and stroked the wolf's head vigorously. Tears rolled down Green's ears and forehead.Green quickly stretched his neck and licked the teardrops on my chin, whimpering in comfort. He was most afraid of seeing me cry since he was a child.I know that Green has feelings for me, but I never thought that the five-month-old Green would save food for me when I was sick.In his concept of wolf nature, "food" and "vitality" are closely linked, as long as you can eat, you can live!The wolf who usually desperately grabs and protects food, but when his relatives are in danger, he does not hesitate to starve and donate his life-saving food.Green grew up like a sensible child and learned to care about his mother.

His concern, his encouragement, his confidence transmission, his emotion... can't be expressed to me, but he expressed everything to me.Holding Green in my arms, I felt the love of wolves for the first time——fierce, pure, self-sacrificing, and never giving up. Even if I am not of the same kind, I can clearly feel his sad breath and painful heartbeat... This comes from human beings. The love outside does not contain a trace of impurities and pollution. It is as delicate and transparent as dewdrops, and as broad as a grassland.The wolf face caressed my cheeks, and the wolf kissed and licked my nose and forehead. In front of this wolf love, I felt an urge to worship devoutly. I felt that everything for Green was worthwhile.

"The mastiff farm next door happens to have a car transporting Tibetan mastiffs back to Chengdu. You can take their car. It's very dangerous for you to prolong your illness. Little wolf stays here and Lao Xiao will help you feed him. He won't do it even if he has Tibetan mastiffs with him. Lonely..." Under the repeated persuasion of Zhuoma and the old sister, I finally decided to take a bus back to Chengdu for treatment.I wanted to bring Green back to Chengdu, but the car was carrying Tibetan mastiffs from other mastiff farms, and everyone was afraid of accidents on the road.What's more, with so many checkpoints along the road, Green has grown into the appearance of a big wolf, and he can't hide it from anyone. If it is found out that smuggling wild animals, everyone will be involved, and Green will be confiscated.No matter how you explain it, the law will not show mercy.

I packed a few pieces of luggage with anxiety, and Green was still stubbornly guarding the old place outside the window. When he saw me coming to the window, he jumped up and down and wanted to turn into the house to see me.He looked suspiciously at the luggage I packed in the room—in his childhood memory, I once packed my luggage once, and after that it was a six-hour separation on the plane.In his concept, packing means separation and traveling, Green whimpered in panic and looked at me with wide eyes. "I'm leaving, you stay here obediently and wait for me to come back." I touched Green's nose and whispered. Green's uneasiness finally came true. He bit my cuff in panic and refused to let go. He can understand the word "go", and he also understands "wait", but after leaving, how long will he have to wait?He didn't want me to go, and he didn't want me to go anyway. He had never experienced such panic and helplessness in the face of separation during illness.He licked my hand desperately, struggling to express his retention and worry. Everyone sent me to the gate of the mastiff farm.I hugged Green, tied him with an iron chain, and entrusted him to Nima. I begged Nima and Lao Xiao to take good care of Green.And told Lao Xiao that I left enough mutton for Green to eat every day. "Green, I'll be back soon, you must wait for me." I put my luggage on the car, and Green whimpered and tried to chase me, but Nima grabbed the iron chain.Green bit the iron chain and looked at me beggingly. My heart was twisted and I almost wanted to take Green away again, but I couldn't take care of him because I was sick, and I couldn't bear to hurt him for the rest of my life.Green stood there like a stone statue, silently watching my every move. I sighed deeply and got into the car. Green was trembling violently, the hair on his neck stood up nervously, his eye circles were red, and his teeth were chattering with excitement. As the car drove away, my heart seemed to be pulled more and more painful, and a long-term cuddling emotion was torn apart... "Moaoou—" Green let out a heart-piercing long howl, mixed with Nima's loud yelling. "The wolf has run away, he is chasing the car!" Everyone exclaimed. My heart was shaken, and I hurriedly looked back—Green was galloping crazily on the road, chasing after him, and the long iron chain followed behind him like a dancing silver snake in the sun.Nima was dragged and thrown by Green who broke free from the chain in an instant. "Stop! Stop!" I screamed. The car stopped abruptly in the middle of the road, and I rolled out of the car as soon as I opened the door. Green rushed and ran into my arms, breathing heavily, and I hugged him tightly and burst into tears. After a while, I managed to bring him back to the mastiff field slowly, remove the iron chain around Green's neck, and send him to the Tibetan Mastiff Emperor's cage.The emperor looked at me with melancholy eyes, lowered his head and licked Green, which was a rare gesture for an emperor who always paid attention to majesty.Green gradually calmed down.I comforted me for a long time, until the car outside the mastiff field sounded the urging horn, I got up again and closed the door of the kennel, and left quietly in a daze...