"With my height and my aura, I'm clearly supposed to be the big wolf!"

"A particularly good classmate?" Qiran Tao repeated Wu Lin's words softly in a joking manner. Qiran Tao repeated Wu Lin's words softly as if he was joking, looking at Ye Wang with a smile in his eyes, "Stay and have dinner together."

Qiran Tao's eyes are shaped a little like Wu Lin's, but they give off a very different vibe.

Wu Lin's eyes always seem to be covered with a light mist, and those feelings and secrets that he doesn't want to talk about are hidden in the misty forest.

In Qiran Tao's eyes, there is a sky, vast and clear, as if he can see everything, and yet he is open to nature.

Ye Wang doesn't intend to stay. Wu Lin is going to the relatives, so he doesn't need to join in the fun.

Wu Lin was about to decline, but he turned back to the car first and happily repeated the invitation, "Yeah, why don't you come along?"

For Wu Lin, it's not a family gathering, it's a get-together that encompasses all the good stuff. So the closest people sit on the left, the best friends sit on the right, and the left is embraced by the right.

Ye Wang knew that Wu Lin was a real invitation, not a fake courtesy, but he still didn't think it was necessary, so he said bluntly, "No ......".

Wu Lin's eyes flashed with loss.

Ye Wang : "There is no ...... place to park."

Wu Lin thought that Ye Wang was going to reject him mercilessly with "There's no need", but he immediately perked up: "Yes, it's right in front of the coffee shop," he said, and fearing that it wouldn't be true, he turned back and asked, "Li Zhao, is there parking right in front of your shop? Zhao, is there parking right in front of your store?"

Li Zhao: "No problem."

Wu Lin immediately stepped to the side to make way for the front of the store and greeted Ye Wang: "Come on, park here--"

Ye Wang: "......"

What do you mean by lifting a rock and stoning your own car.

When Ye Wang parked his car and came down, Wu Lin immediately introduced him: "This is my brother-in-law, Qiran Tao, this is Li Zhao, you can follow me to call Li Zhao brother, my brother-in-law's younger brother, the most iron buddy ......."

"Let's talk inside," Li Zhao said in a quiet but steady voice, "it's cold outside."

Qiran Tao was the most enthusiastic advocate of this decision, immediately wrapping up his down jacket and being the first to head back to the store.

Li Zhao followed and turned around.

"This store is owned by Li Zhao," Wu Lin whispered to Ye Wang, "My brother-in-law comes here every time he goes back to Shenyang."

Ye Wang looked at Qiran Tao's back and was a bit puzzled, "Your brother-in-law's family, it's not wolves?"

According to Awakening statistics, usually those that are related by blood will have similar families.

"It should be ...... right." Wu Lin hadn't asked Qiran Tao about his Awakening family, but looking at the other party's cold-shrinking back, he was a little less confident in this "Awakening bloodline theory".

Wolves are not as resistant to frost as the Siberian animals, but they can tolerate the cold reasonably well.

The coffee shop is decorated in a retro art style, and you'll first see an old gramophone when you enter.

Ye Wang doesn't care about this kind of stuff, but the paintings hanging all over the wall are quite interesting, oil paintings, drawings, impressionism, abstraction, a hodgepodge of types and styles, which are simply aimed at destroying the style of the whole store, completely cutting off the delicate decoration and the low retro style created by the old-fashioned gramophones.

" Brother Li Zhao, aren't you opening the store today?" Wu Lin realized that they had just come in, and Li Zhao had re-locked the gate again.

Business used to be business as usual even if you gathered at the store.

"Not today," Li Zhao took his jacket off and slipped it over his hands, "not even later."

Wu Lin was taken aback for a moment, and his first thought was, "Renting the store to someone else?"

The property rights of the two floors of this market are owned by Li Zhao. The coffee shop is not easy to open, so renting it out saves effort.

Li Zhao, however, shook his head and calmly said, "Sold."

"Sold?" Wu Lin froze.

"All right," Li Zhao smiles a little, his hard features softening slightly to reveal a profound handsomeness, "I'll talk to you over dinner."

Wu Lin was covered with scabies, but Li Zhao didn't want to talk about it now, so he didn't ask, after all, it was a personal choice.

It's just that my brother-in-law loves it here and I wonder if he knows about this.

Wu Lin looked up to find Qiran Tao and found him standing with Ye Wang on the stairs to the second floor.

The staircase leading to the second floor, with paintings all along one side of the wall, is the largest concentration of paintings in this cafe.

Wu Lin walked over and realized that Ye Wang was looking at the painting, and his brother-in-law was more like an idle spectator.

It's true that Wu Lin himself can count all the paintings in this café with his eyes closed, not to mention Qiran Tao, so there's nothing new.

Ye Wang is looking at a sketch, a few strokes of a mountain hut, a pale, even scrawled image that doesn't stand out among the many colorful paintings around him.

Wu Lin was surprised to learn that of all the paintings on display in the store, this was the only one painted by the real Qiran Tao, even though it was just a random doodle from high school, while all the others were blindly purchased by Li Zhao on the side of the road.

Wang is quite discerning.

Just as Wu Lin thought this, he heard Qiran Tao ask Ye Wang, "Do you like this one?"

Ye Wang puts his hands in his pockets, "Can't talk about it."

"......" Wu Lin chest.

Qiran Tao: "Bad drawing?"

Ye Wang: "Average."

"......" Wu Lin wanted to go up and get a sack and lasso him off.

Qiran Tao stifled a laugh and said with feigned sadness, "This is the only one I drew."

Ye Wang nods, completely unsurprised, "And that's the only one that still looks good."

Qiran Tao gave up his jokes and looked at Ye Wang with a more serious look, "You know how to draw? There's a studio upstairs, why don't we play together?"

Wu Lin rushed to speak: "He studied a mechanical, which will draw, at best, is mechanical drawing, and your kind is not a category."

Ye Wang looks over and doesn't say anything.

Wu Lin raises an eyebrow: what's wrong with me giving you a ride down?

Proving yourself hard for what others think is the stupidest thing in the world.

Ye Wang always thought so.

"Where is the studio?" Wang, who had always thought so, asked succinctly.

Qiran Tao's studio is on the second floor of the café.

Ye Wang couldn't figure out why the cafe had a studio, but once he walked in, he forgot everything.

There was only one piece of artwork in the studio, or rather, a half-finished piece, sitting on an easel next to the paint that hadn't dried yet, obviously the creator had only just left.

The canvas is a forest and a stream, a few mergansers are drinking from the stream, the forest looks like it has just snowed, the silver-blue paint spreads a foggy mist.

The deer is not yet finished, just a light outline, but also through the elf-like lightness and spirit.

Ye Wang was mesmerized.

It's a good painting, even if unfinished.

"Come this way." Qiran Tao set up a new easel at some point and asked Ye Wang , "Do you want paper or canvas?"

Ye Wang: "Paper is fine."

The paper is spread out, Ye Wang takes a pencil and draws without even thinking.

For some time afterward, the only sound in the studio was the swish of pencils.

Wu Lin watched as a very different forest appeared under Ye Wang's brush ...... Uh, it's a forest, right?

Although the mountains and forests seem to be mechanically constructed, the beasts of all sizes go hardcore gear style, and the whole picture has a completely and utterly steampunk feel to it, that mountain beasts pouring out of the mountains are imposing and wild in the best possible way.

Wu Lin doesn't know anything about art, and usually at times like this, all he can say is, holy shit, that's a good drawing.

He never knew Ye Wang had this kind of skill, so much so that now when he looks at Ye Wang, there is a filter added to it. Take the turning of pencils for example, in the past, he thought it was a scum walking around, but now when he looks at Ye Wang turning his pencils, he feels that it's a painter wandering around in the hall of inspirational thoughts.

Li Zhao went to the back of the store to clean up before heading up to the second floor to find everyone crowded into the drawing room.

Standing in the doorway and looking around, he had a general idea of what was going on, so he whispered to Wu Lin, who was closest to the doorway, "I'm going to prepare lunch, do you and your classmates like meat or vegetables?"

After the awakening of the wild, even the most familiar people have to be re-asked about their tastes.

Wu Lin points to himself, "Meat," then to Ye Wang, "More meat."

Li Zhao smiles, "Roger that."

Ye Wang didn't really finish the work, it was at most 70% finished, many parts were still rough outlines and not finely sculpted, but he didn't bother.

It's been too long since I've painted, and my hands are always raw.

But Qiran Tao liked it so much that he sat down in front of the painting as soon as Ye Wang got up, looking left and right and enjoying it up close.

Wu Lin, however, was more concerned about Ye Wang, who was now not only shocked and awed by the other man, but also tremendously confused: "Why don't you major in an art-related field?"

Ye Wang looked at him inexplicably, "Why do you want to study art?"

You don't have to ask.

Wu Lin: "You're so good at drawing, it's a waste not to learn."

Qiran Tao, who was in front of the easel, heard them talking, looked over and asked, "Ye Wang, do you like painting?"

Ye Wang shrugs, "Nothing in particular."

Qiran Tao spread his hands towards Wu Lin, a little sad, but then quickly relieved, "That's just the way it is, talent sometimes isn't always tied to love."

"So you like mechanics?" Wu Lin asked Ye Wang.

Ye Wang : "It's nothing special."

Wu Lin sighed deeply, "Class, is there anything in this world that you feel and like?"

Ye Wang didn't hesitate: "Animals."

Wu Lin: "......"

Qiran Tao was so amused that he felt like he could listen to the two kids for the rest of the day.

By the time we got to dinner, there was still a smiling look on our faces.

Li Zhao brings up prepared lunches from the back kitchen, all café lite, just half-finished and processed - black pepper steak, curried pork chops, salt-crusted chicken, stone-roasted sausage, red braised beef, Caesar salad.

Since each portion was small, I got double portions of all of them, except for the salad.

Being the only vegetable, it lay alone on the far side of the plate, alone and beautiful.

Four people were seated.

Wu Lin took a look at this dish, four carnivores did not run away, finally found the opportunity to ask: "Brother-in-law, you and Li Zhao brother awakened are what family ah?"

Qiran Tao deliberately kept his words, and Wu Lin said, "Let's start with yours."

"I'm a coyote," Wu Lin doesn't beat around the bush, "and he's a northeast tiger."

Qiran Tao looked at his nephew, then at Ye Wang, and nodded rather approvingly, "The temperament matches."

No, how it matches.

"With my height and aura, I should obviously be a big wolf!" Wu Lin so far had a bit of a problem with the size of the Coyote, dashing but not fierce enough ah.

Ye Wang happily eats his salt-crisp chicken without comment.

"Coyotes are adapted to the wild as well as surviving in and around the city," Qiran Tao says, "quite well."

Wu Lin cried and laughed, "Why is that so twisted, I was awakened, not really turned into a wolf, no matter what I awakened I can survive in the city, right?"

"I'm a tundra wolf." Qiran Tao announces his family.

"Tundra Wolves?" Wu Lin blurted out, "So you're still afraid of the cold?"

Tundra wolves, mostly found in cold grasslands, Siberia coniferous forests and other places with low temperatures.

"Not all the time." Qiran Tao grunted.

" Where is Brother Li Zhao?" Wu Lin looked to the man who hadn't said anything, "What's your section?"

Li Zhao: "The Eagle."

Wu Lin's mind was filled with images of eagles spreading their wings and soaring, "So cool."

Ye Wang takes a bite out of half a slab of grilled sausage.

I thought that after exchanging families, this lunch would be a free time for small talk.

Wu Lin also wants to talk to Qiran Tao about interesting things at school.

Qiran Tao spoke first, "I resigned."

Leaving an established university, Qiran Tao says, is as simple as throwing a cabbage by the side of the road.

Wu Lin just struggled to fit a bite of salad in his mouth and almost bit his tongue.

Li Zhao obviously knew everything and continued eating methodically.

Ye Wang realized that he had nothing to do with it and focused on his meal.

Wu Lin was left alone to struggle to digest the message, "Quit your job? From college?"

Qiran Tao nods, "Uh-huh."

"Then what?" Wu Lin tried to look on the bright side, "Found a better unit?"

"No more searching," Qiran Tao smiled easily, "up the mountain."

Wu Lin: "Up the mountain?"

Qiran Tao : "I've always loved the mountains, you know, it's the only place where I can meditate and create."

Wu Lin : "But you can go up to the mountain during winter and summer vacations."

"Not enough." Qiran Tao said quietly, his eyes looking like they held a distant mountain, "The more time I spend in the mountains, the less I want to go back to the city."

Wu Lin couldn't understand, "Then you don't have to quit your job, don't you have to take a leave of absence without pay, or take a long vacation, do you really want to stay in the mountains for the rest of your life?"

"Why not?" Qiran Tao propped his chin on one hand and blinked earnestly.

And asking why ......

"Let me make sure, are you going to find a deserted place to be self-sufficient and wilderness survival-like like going up to the mountains during winter and summer vacations, or are you going to find a village and idyllize with the folks?" In Wu Lin's opinion, there is still a fundamental difference between the two.

Qiran Tao didn't half hesitate: "Of course it's the same as before when I went to the mountains, looking for places where there is no one, if there are people, then it's not called returning to nature."

"This is the problem ah," Wu Lin almost anxious, afraid of brother-in-law head hot, no matter, "people have social attributes, summer and winter vacations on the mountain, as a retreat, that can be, but you can not really stay in the mountains for life ah, you always have to come back."

Qiran Tao smiled, and in his unhurried voice, there was a calmness that had already penetrated and settled: "When I used to spend my summer and winter vacations creating in the mountains, I always thought to myself, if only the vacations wouldn't end, and I could live in that kind of environment all the time, it would be great. But like you said, people have social attributes, and many times, it's not how you want ...... to be."

Wu Lin : "Yeah ......"

Qiran Tao : "To put it in the most realistic way, it would be very difficult to survive in the mountains and forests like an animal based on human fitness and survivability alone ......"

Wu Lin : "Yeah, yeah ......"

Now that you know all the facts, you have to live your life well.

"But what if I am no longer?" Qiran Tao's voice was suddenly light to ethereal.

Wu Lin was baffled, "What no longer is?"

Qiran Tao moves the dinner plate in front of him and puts his hands on the table.

There was a sudden rustling in the air.

No, not in the air. Qiran Tao's hand.

The white, slender hand was rapidly growing silver-gray wolf fur, morphing with the bones to eventually become a wolf claw.

Qiran Tao : "Why turn a blind eye when life has given me a second chance to choose?"