Chapter 2030: Extra Story 12: The Wolf Is Here

The world is harsh, but with your arrival, it becomes wonderful.

Wufu leaned against the grave’s entrance, sitting amidst the bloodstains, holding her child stiffly in her arms. This was her son, the true and only connection she shared by blood, including both blood and soul.

Under the faint firelight, she carefully observed the baby in her arms. He was less than a month old, very tiny, his face wrinkled like a little monkey, although his eyes were tightly shut, there was a deep crease on his eyelid, probably a double eyelid, with long eyeliner, and even thicker, longer eyelashes.

"Little clown." Wufu’s trembling hand touched his soft face and his fine, damp hair.

There’s no water here; she can’t completely clean him up.

A sense of guilt rose within her, and Wufu looked at him, speaking softly, "Mother is sorry to you."

In such circumstances, she brought him into the world, yet had not organized properly.

"You and I have made some effort, now we have to fight a bit more," Wufu said as she held him.

The child was born smoothly, but danger was not far away. He was prematurely born, and under such conditions, he needs even more meticulous care.

And Wufu was already injured, with both internal and external wounds; she had exhausted all her strength during childbirth, this place...

She looked around and gazed towards the cave entrance.

For mother and son to survive, they must leave here, and a good rest is necessary.

No clue that outside, there might still be people hunting her.

Wufu, utterly exhausted, cradled her child, leaned against the door, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

"Awoo."

A wolf’s howl awakened Wufu once more; she shuddered all over and tightened her grip on the swaddling clothes in her hands.

"Waa waa." The child seemed frightened too and started to cry.

Wufu’s hand froze; she changed position and gently rocked him, yet he continued to cry, weakly, his features scrunched up.

"What’s the matter, dear?" She thought for a moment, hungry maybe?

She tentatively placed her finger near his mouth; he moved closer, truly hungry.

Feeding, how to feed, Wufu was a bit flustered, holding him with one hand, pulling at her collar with the other hand, trying to recall the wet nurse’s actions while feeding Changsheng, imitating as she positioned the little one at her chest.

Feeding is instinctive for the baby, but her body was so weak now, with neither broth nor water, the milk could not flow properly.

Yet he sucked eagerly but got nothing and began to cry again.

"Sweetheart, don’t cry. Your cries make mother want to cry too." Wufu was terribly anxious.

Wufu was extremely upset, but the little one was even more distressed, crying until exhausted, only managing to sob quietly, making Wufu’s heart break seeing this.

This is a mother’s heart, wishing to bear the suffering for him.

At this moment, Wufu hated herself a bit, for her child and herself to be in such a condition, she couldn’t forgive herself even in death if something further were to happen.

Don’t rush, can’t rush, she mimicked the wet nurse’s actions and massaged her chest, repositioning the child at her chest, the little one’s survival instinct likely strong as well, sucking forcefully.

Wufu felt something flow out, looking down, the little one sucked happily, was he feeding?

She slightly pulled aside, a little fluid appeared on his lips, Wufu breathed a sigh of relief, eating is good.

"Awoo."

A wolf’s howl was close at hand, and by instinct, Wufu grabbed the dagger beside her, raising her head to look.

She saw, without knowing when it had started, there was a wolf standing at the cave’s opening, staring at Wufu, and outside the cave, the sky was slightly lit.

Wufu gripped the dagger, eyes sharp: "Scram!"

The wolf hesitated, then turned and ran, Wufu relaxed slightly but immediately grew tense.

Wolves are pack animals, that one, might it attract a pack?

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