Dense Fog

"Particularly good classmate?" Tao Qiran gently repeated Lin Wu's words like a joke, looking at Wang Ye with a smile, "Stay and have a meal together."

The shape of Tao Qiran's eyes is a bit similar to that of Lin Wu, but they feel completely different.

Lin Wu's eyes are always like a faint mist, and those unwillingness to speak out, secrets, are hidden in the misty forest.

Tao Qiran's eyes were a vast sky, vast and clear, as if he could perceive everything, but let everything go with the flow.

Wang Ye didn't plan to stay, Lin Wu left relatives, he didn't need to join in the fun.

Just about to refuse, Lin Wu first turned back to the car and happily invited him twice: "Yes, let's come together."

For Lin Wu, this is not a family gathering, but a gathering that can encompass all beautiful images. So the closest person sits on the left, and the friend who plays well sits on the right, hugs left and right, and it's so beautiful.

Wang Ye knew that Lin Wu was a real invitation, not a fake polite, but still felt unnecessary, so he said straightforwardly: "No..."

Lin Wu's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Wang Ye: "No...where to park."

Lin Wu thought that Wang Ye would use "no need" to refuse mercilessly. Hearing this, he immediately cheered up: "Yes, just in front of the coffee shop." After speaking, he was afraid of not counting, and asked, "Brother Zhao Li , Is it possible to park in front of your store?"

Zhao Li: "No problem."

Lin Wu immediately retreated to the side, gave up his position in front of the shop, and greeted Wang Ye: "Come on, just stop here—"

Wang Ye: "..."

What is meant by picking up a rock and smashing your car.

When Wang Ye stopped the car, Lin Wu immediately introduced him: "This is my uncle, Tao Qiran, this is Zhao Li, you can follow me and call Brother Zhao Li, my uncle’s youngest brother, the ironiest buddy... …"

"Let's talk in the room," Zhao Li didn't talk much, but his voice was calm, "It's cold outside."

Tao Qiran was the most active supporter of this decision, and immediately wrapped up his down jacket and returned to the store first.

Zhao Li turned around.

"Brother Zhao Li opened this store," Lin Wu said in a low voice to Wang Ye, "My brother-in-law comes here every time he goes back to Shenyang."

Wang Ye looked at Tao Qiran's back and was a little puzzled: "Your brother's family is not a wolf?"

According to the statistics of awakening, people who are related by blood usually have similar families and genera.

"It should be..." Lin Wu hasn't asked Tao Qiran about the family of Awakening, but looking at the other side's fear of cold back, he is not so confident about this "theory of awakening blood relationship".

Although wolves do not have "Siberian animals" to resist freezing, their cold tolerance should be reasonable.

The decoration in the coffee shop is in retro art style, and you first see an old-fashioned phonograph when you enter the door.

Wang Ye is insensitive to this kind of accent, but the paintings hanging on the walls are quite interesting. Oil paintings, sketches, impressionism, abstraction, types and styles are called a hodgepodge, and they are simply rushing to destroy the style of the entire store. The exquisite decoration and the low retro style created by the old-fashioned phonograph are completely separated.

"Brother Zhao Li, don't you open a shop today?" Lin Wu found out that they had just entered, and Zhao Li locked the door again.

In the past, even if we gathered in the store, business was done as usual.

"Not today," Zhao Li took off his jacket and put it on his hands, "I won't open it anymore."

Lin Wu was surprised for a while, and his first reaction was: "Is the store rented to someone else?"

The first and second floors of this store are all owned by Zhao Li. The coffee shop is not easy to open, and it saves worry and effort when renting out.

Zhao Li shook his head and said calmly: "Sold it."

"Sold it?" Lin Wu was stunned.

"Okay," Zhao Li smiled, his tough facial features were slightly softer, showing a deep handsomeness, "Talk about it when you eat."

Lin Wu was full of doubts, but Zhao Li didn't want to say it now, so he didn't ask, after all, it was a personal choice.

It's just that my uncle likes it very much, I don't know if he knows about it.

Lin Wu looked up to find Tao Qiran and found that the other party and Wang Ye were standing together on the stairs to the second floor.

The stairs leading to the second floor have paintings on one side of the wall, which is where the paintings are most concentrated in this cafe.

When Lin Wu walked over, he could see that Wang Ye was looking at the painting, and his brother-in-law seemed to be enjoying the fun beside him.

Also, Lin Wu could count the paintings in this coffee shop one by one with his eyes closed, not to mention Tao Qiran, there is really nothing new.

What Wang Ye was looking at was a sketch, a few strokes, outlining a mountain hut, the picture was very light, even a little scribbled, and it was extremely inconspicuous in the many dense and colorful paintings around.

Lin Wu was surprised, because all the paintings on the bright side of the shop, this one was really painted by Tao Qiran. Although it was just a graffiti in high school, the other paintings were Zhao Li blindly from the side of the road. bought.

Student Wang is quite discerning.

Just as Lin Wu thought about it, he heard Tao Qiran asking Wang Ye: "Like this one?"

Wang Ye put his hands in his pockets: "I can't talk about it."

"..." Lin Wu said heartily.

Tao Qiran: "Is it badly painted?"

Wang Ye: "General."

"..." Lin Wu wanted to go up and take the sack to wrap him down.

Tao Qiran held back his laugh, pretending to be sad: "I painted this one."

Wang Ye nodded, not surprised at all: "Only this one can still be seen."

Tao Qiran restrained his joke, seeing Wang Ye's eyes become more serious: "You can paint? There is a studio upstairs to play together?"

Lin Wu hurriedly said: "He is a mechanical student, but he can't paint. At most, he is mechanical drawing. It's not the same category as yours."

Wang Ye looked over and said nothing.

Lin Wu raised his eyebrows: What's wrong, isn't it right for me to build you down?

It is the most stupid thing in the world to prove yourself for the sake of others' opinions.

Wang Ye always thinks so.

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

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

Although Wang Ye didn't know why the café set up a studio, he forgot everything when he walked in.

There is only one work in the studio, or it is a semi-finished product, placed on the easel, and the paint beside it has not dried yet. Obviously, the creator has just left.

On the canvas are forests and streams. Several sika deer are drinking water by the stream. The forest looks like it has just fallen snow, and the silver-blue paint spreads out in a rime.

The deer hasn't finished painting yet, it's just a faint outline, but it also reveals the lightness and agility of a spirit.

Wang Ye could see that.

This is a good painting, even if it is not finished.

"Come here." Tao Qiran asked Wang Ye when he put on the new easel, "Do you want to draw on paper or canvas?"

Wang Ye: "Paper will do."

After spreading out the drawing paper, Wang Ye took a pencil, and he didn't even use the idea to draw anything.

For a period of time after that, there was only a pencil swish in the studio.

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

Although the mountain forest is like a mechanical structure, big and small beasts use **** gears, and the whole picture is completely steampunk, but the momentum and wildness of the beasts in the mountains are vivid.

Lin Wu doesn't understand art. Usually at this time, he can only say one thing, I rely on, the painting is really good.

He never knew that Wang Ye had this skill, so much so that now Wang Ye has a filter added. Take the turning of the pen. He used to think that this was a scumbag and was distracted. Now, watching Wang Ye turn his pencil, I feel that it is the painter wandering in the hall of inspiration.

Zhao Li went to the store first, and the kitchen tidied up before going up to the second floor, and found everyone crowded in the studio.

Standing at the door and looking at it, he knew what was going on, so he whispered to Lin Wu, who was closest to the door, and said, "I'm going to prepare lunch. Do you and your classmates like meat or vegetables?"

After the wild awakens, people who are familiar with it will have to ask about the taste again.

Lin Wu pointed to himself: "meat", and then pointed to Wang Ye, "a lot of meat."

Zhao Li laughed: "Received."

Wang Ye didn't really complete the work in the end, at most 70% of the painting was finished, and many parts were still roughly outlines without fine carving, but he didn't bother to make it.

I haven't painted for a long time, it's always a hand.

But Tao Qiran liked it very much. As soon as Wang Ye got up, he immediately sat in front of the painting, looking left and right, and admiring all kinds of close-ups.

Lin Wu cares more about Wang Ye. In addition to being shocked and surprised, he is also very confused: "Why don't you study art-related majors?"

Wang Ye looked at him inexplicably: "Why study art?"

you still need to ask?

Lin Wu: "You paint so well, it would be a waste of not learning."

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

Wang Ye shrugged: "Nothing special."

Tao Qiran spread his hand toward Lin Wu, a pity, but quickly relieved: "That's it, talent is sometimes not necessarily linked to love."

"Then you like machinery?" Lin Wu asked Wang Ye again.

Wang Ye: "Nothing special."

Lin Wu sighed deeply: "Classmate, is there anything in this world that you feel or like?"

Wang Ye didn't hesitate: "Animals."

Lin Wu: "..."

Tao Qiran was so amused, he felt like listening to the two children talk for a day.

When it came time to eat, she was still smiling.

Zhao Li brought the cooked lunch from the back kitchen. They were all simple meals in the coffee shop. The semi-finished products were just processed-black pepper steak, curry pork chop, salted chicken, slate sausage, red beef stew, and Caesar salad.

Since each portion is not big, I made double portions except for the salad.

As the only vegetable, it lies alone and beautifully on the very side.

Seated for four people.

When Lin Wu saw the dishes, the four carnivores did not run away, and finally found a chance to ask: "Uncle, what family are you and Zhao Lige awakening?"

Tao Qiran deliberately sold Guanzi, and said to Lin Wu: "Let me talk about yours first."

"I am a coyote," Lin Wu didn't go around in circles, "he is a Siberian tiger."

Tao Qiran looked at his nephew, then Wang Ye, and nodded in agreement: "The temperament matches."

No, how does it match?

"My height, this aura, obviously should be a big wolf!" Lin Wu still has some opinions on the size of the coyote, more than chic, but not fierce enough.

Wang Ye ate the salted chicken happily without comment.

"The coyote can adapt to the wild, but also can survive in and around the city," Tao Qiran said. "It's good."

Lin Wu couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are these words so awkward? I have awakened, but I have not really become a wolf. I can survive in the city no matter what I awaken."

"I am a tundra wolf." Tao Qiran announced his family.

"Tundra wolf?" Lin Wu blurted out, "Then you are still afraid of the cold?"

Tundra wolves are mostly distributed in tundra and Siberian taiga, where the temperature is low.

"It's not always afraid." Tao Qiran muttered.

"Where is Brother Zhao Li?" Lin Wu looked at the man who had not spoken, "What is your family?"

Zhao Li: "Goshawk."

For a moment, Lin Wu's mind was full of images of the eagle spreading its wings and soaring: "So handsome."

Wang Ye bit off half of the slate sausage.

I thought that after sharing the family and genera, this lunch would be able to enter the free chat time.

Lin Wu also wanted to talk to Tao Qiran about interesting things about the school.

Tao Qiran first spoke lightly: "I have resigned."

Resigning from a well-established university, Tao Qiran said it was as simple as throwing a cabbage on the side of the road.

Just as Lin Wu tried to put a bite of salad in his mouth, he almost bit his tongue.

Zhao Li obviously knew everything and continued to eat in an orderly manner.

Wang Ye consciously had nothing to do with this matter, and also concentrated on eating.

Lin Wu was the only one left to digest the message: "Resigned? From university?"

Tao Qiran nodded: "Yeah."

"What then?" Lin Wu tried hard to think about it, "have found a better unit?"

"I'm not looking for it," Tao Qiran smiled lightly, "Go up the mountain."

Lin Wu: "Go up the mountain?"

Tao Qiran: "I have always liked the mountains, you know, only there I can create quietly."

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

"Not enough." Tao Qiran said quietly, with a distant mountain in his eyes, "The longer I stay in the mountains, the less I want to go back to the city."

Lin Wu couldn't understand: "Then you don't have to quit your job, leave your job without pay, or take a long vacation. Do you really want to stay on the mountain for the rest of your life?"

"Why not?" Tao Qiran supported his chin with one hand and blinked earnestly.

I also asked why...

"Let me make sure first, are you going to find a place where no one is self-sufficient and live in the wild like going up the mountain during winter and summer vacations, or find a village where you can go pastoral songs with the folks in the village?" These two kinds are in Lin Wu's opinion. There are still essential differences.

Tao Qiran didn't hesitate at all: "Of course, as before going up the mountain, look for a place where no one is there. If there are people, then it will not be called returning to nature."

"That's the problem," Lin Wu was about to die, for fear that his uncle's head would get hot, no matter what, "Everyone has social attributes. When going up the mountain during winter and summer vacations, you should be a retreat. That's okay, but you can't really stay on the mountain. For the rest of your life, you will always come back."

Tao Qiran smiled, in a calm voice, with a calmness that has been completely settled: "When I used to create on the mountain during winter and summer vacations, I always thought, if the vacation does not end, I can always live in such an environment. It’s fine. But as you said, people have social attributes, and in many cases, it’s not what you want to do..."

Lin Wu: "Yes..."

Tao Qiran: "Speaking of the most realistic problem, it is very difficult for people to survive in the mountains and forests like animals..."

Lin Wu: "Yes, yes..."

Now that you understand the truth, you have to live your life well.

"But what if I am not anymore?" Tao Qiran's voice suddenly became ethereal.

Lin Wu was startled: "What is no longer?"

Tao Qiran moved the plate in front of him and put his hand on the table.

A rustling noise suddenly sounded in the air.

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

The white and slender hand is rapidly growing silver-gray wolf hair, which will eventually become a wolf claw as the bone deforms.

Tao Qiran: "Since life gives me a second chance to choose, why should I turn a blind eye?"