CEO, Hold On A Moment

She wanted to save him.

This time, not because of sympathy, but because He is a wolf!

"Hello! Can you hear me? " Looking at the dying man in front of him, Qiao Mu frowned and couldn't help repeating, "is there any way to..." Can I help you?

"Oh..." Before she finished speaking, a smile from the waste stream interrupted her.

He didn't open his eyes, just pulled the corner of his lips, spilling this self mocking, fearless laughter. He did not answer, but his attitude has given the answer: there is no way, he can not live. But he died in safety.

The air suddenly stagnated.

After the sneer of the waste stream, the surroundings fell into a kind of oppressive silence.

Jomo licked her dry lips. She felt a lump in her throat. After a long silence, she murmured: "others What happened? Can you tell me? "

What happened?

Why is there only one person left now?

"I I don't know. " Huang Liu shook his head, his eyes closed, and his breath became weaker.

Jomo frowned: don't you know? Did he not want to tell her, or The truth is worse?

"Waste flow!" She can't guess, can only call out the name of the waste stream, voice with obvious imploring meaning.

"He really doesn't know." This time, before Huang Liu could answer, a low voice came from the door He has lived so long that he can't remember

Qiao Mu subconsciously turned his head and looked at the sound source: Tang BeiYao was standing there. I don't know when he came? I don't know how long he's been here? At this moment, he leans against the door, and his tall figure is projected in and pulled very long.

After receiving her eyes, he stood up straight, formally came over and stopped beside her: "memory can't last forever. The longer you live, the more things you forget. This is an eternal law. He doesn't remember

"Don't you remember?" Qiao Mu obeys his words and murmurs in a low voice, in the heart not from a burst of loss.

She looked at Huangliu with mixed feelings, but found that Huangliu opened her eyes at the moment. He should have heard Tang BeiYao's voice before he immediately opened his eyes. At this time, he was staring at Tang BeiYao. He was shocked.

"He..." Huang Liu's breath was unsteady. When he raised his hand to point at Tang BeiYao, half of his body was trembling You, you brought him back? He is... "

He shivered for a long time without saying a complete word.

"It seems that I really don't remember." With a sigh, Tang BeiYao squatted down next to Qiao Mu and quietly pushed aside Huang Liu's hand. He seemed to finish the second half of the sentence with an explanation Your fear should not come from me. "

The waste stream dropped his hand.

Tang BeiYao's words really calmed him down. His previous shock and rejection suddenly turned into a daze and doubt, and the incomplete and blank memory made his eyes seem to be covered with a cloud.

Obviously, he is in contradiction and at a loss.

"Try," Tang BeiYao had turned his head and looked in the direction of Qiao mu, "call his former name."

"Will he remember?" said Jomo

"Maybe." Tang BeiYao nodded, "there are always a few specific points that can store and stimulate memory. You can try."

"Good!" Jomo answered immediately. But when we look at Huangliu again, we can't help but feel a little impatient: the little wolf is still an ignorant young man who loves to eat, play and act like a spoiled child. However, the name "Huangliu" has brought so many years of vicissitudes

She's a little confused.

She didn't know how to call a pure and ignorant soul to this old man?

And the eyes look at, the eyes of waste flow also want to close a little bit, maybe this time close, will never open again

"No! Don't sleep Aware of this, Jomo yelled out and held each other's hand, "wolf! Wolf, do you remember me? I'm back! Wolf, I'm back

I was stunned.

His soft body, suddenly stiff, at the same time opened his eyes, staring at her. The cloud in his eyes, like a little bit to open, that pair of black eyes, also a little bit into clarity.

It took him a long time to hold her hand. He didn't have much strength and trembled a little: "you Are you back? "

"Well." Joe nodded and wanted to see him smile, but his vision was blurred. "I'm back. I promise you

At this moment, she saw the wolf.

Like jumping through so many years of suffering, after jumping through the wind and frost, she saw the purest soul at first.

"You don't rest?" Huang Liu laughed, a little silly smile, "we have been looking for you, want to wake you up But you sleep all the time and fall asleep where we can't find you... "

Jomo shook her head and nodded. She sniffed and tried to restrain herself: "what about the others?"

"Others..." Huang Liu's eyes moved to the ceiling. His eyes seemed to be looking at the distance and lost their focus. "It's all very good. We're all alive Later, we all did what we liked. I seem to see little nine... "He seemed to be remembering, and his murmur was getting lower and lower.

His life is also passing by bit by bit

"Wolf," Jomo stopped him. She didn't know what else she could do for him. She pretended to be calm and made up for her promise to him. "Do you want to hear a story? I told you before that if you are obedient, I will tell you a story. "

But she never said it.

"The story Good... " Huang Liu laughs. He happily agrees, but he doesn't stop talking to himself. "This time, I can understand. I've been working so hard to learn your language I grew up with wolves. They never tell me stories... "

"They teach me to hunt, to live They have their own language. Wolf king's patience is the worst. He wants to teach me all the skills. He wants me to lead the whole wolf pack. He wants me to do too many things... "

The waste stream whispers and falls into the deepest memory.

"I don't like the old wolf king, so I often step on his tail. Anyway, I don't have it. He can't step on me Later I learned that it was old and had no time, so I had to hurry it up. "

"I finally learned to hunt with wolves and protect the whole group. Then one day, the old wolf king left We searched for it for several days before I found it in a cave. It lay on the grass and would never wake up again... "

"I buried it secretly I seem to have seen it. It's the most noble wolf. "

……

Jomo listened quietly. When the sound of the waste stream stopped, she took a deep breath, pretended to be relaxed and said: "I know what story to tell you."