It ran to Gu Nuo'er's skirt, wagging its tail and sticking out its tongue around her, its dark eyes staring at the last bit of sugar cake in the girl's hand.

When Gu Nuoer saw it, she suddenly remembered that in the Shura realm, she had seen Ye Siming's real body getting smaller.

The girl crouched down and touched the little black dog's head with her hand.

"Do you want to eat?"

"Wang woo~" The milky voice was milky.

Gu Nuoer tore the sugar cake off the stick and fed it to the puppy little by little.

The little black dog was so happy that his tail was about to shake out.

Gu Nuo'er rested her cheeks with her hands, and Shui Yingying's eyes were startled, but she seemed to be looking at another person through it.

"How can he wag his tail? No matter how happy he is, he will never wag his tail."

When Gu Zichen heard it, he couldn't help crouching down and asked with a smile, "Sister is talking to the puppy? Of course the dog will wag its tail, and the one who doesn't wag its tail is a wolf."

Gu Nuo'er pursed her pink lips and didn't answer.

Brother Siming, was originally a wolf.

At this moment, Gu Zichen chuckled again and said, "However, if the wolf is wagging its tail, it will definitely not let you see it."

Gu Nuo'er raised her eyes: "Why?"

"I have a friend who was born on the vast grassland. When he was a child, he picked up a wolf cub and took it home to take care of him."

"That wolf cub was raised by him since he was a child. It should be very kind, but he has never seen a wolf cub wagging its tail like a domestic dog and begging for mercy."

"He thought that wolves were indifferent by nature and would not be familiar with them no matter how long they were raised, commonly known as 'white-eyed wolves'."

"But he once went out for three years. After returning home, his family told him that the wolf cub ran away a year after he left home."

"My friend is very sad, but he can be relieved. The wolf's nature is loose and comfortable, and it is impossible for him to stay here like a dog all the time."

"But one night, he heard a violent movement from his sheep, and he understood that a wolf came to steal the sheep to eat."

"However, when he went out with the lamp in hand, he saw that two wolves were fighting in the sheepfold."

While Gu Zichen was telling the story, the little black dog ran away after eating.

Gu Nuo'er stared blankly ahead, her brother's voice all around her ears.

"My friend recognized one of them at a glance. It was the wolf cub he raised. It bitten each other with the wild wolf who stole the sheep, and finally won the victory. The wild wolf fled with injuries all over his body."

"When they met again, across the moonlight, his wolf cub had some scars on his body, so he stood there quietly and looked at him with brass eyes."

"The wolf cub can't speak, but my friend said that he somehow understood its eyes, and it seemed that it was saying: long time no see."

"At that moment, he swore that he was right, the wolf cub wagged his tail at him, then turned around and jumped back into the forest without any nostalgia."

"Later, my friend learned why other people's sheep are occasionally lost. His family's sheep never have a lot of them."

"When he mentioned it to me, every sentence was abrupt. He said that in fact, wolves are not wagging their tails, but they are indifferent by nature. However, they suppressed the few emotions in their hearts, forbearance and restraint, and never loved them. Come out loud."

"It's not that it doesn't wag its tail, it's that its guardian has never been seen by him."

After Gu Zichen finished speaking, he saw that Gu Nuoer did not reply for a long time.

He looked down and saw that his sister was crying without knowing when!

A pair of glazed black eyes filled with tears.

Gu Zichen raised his long eyebrows and asked nervously, "Sister, what's wrong?!"