bustling city

One day, the little wolf cub fell in love with his wolf king. Walking through the swamp on the long recurring road, covered with thorns, someone told him that the scars left behind are all glory, but he knows that the scars are just scars, a grinning mockery. He is already ready to die in this absurd floating world. Unexpectedly, he met Zhou Jin——that was the first time he dreamed of the sanctity of the Alps outside the falsehood of the bustling city. It is only the narrator, not the protagonist~ This article is in the third person~