Zhou Yu only felt powerless.

It was as if he had seen the old and strong wind habitually show a proud and contemptuous smile: "Boy, you are still almost hot."

The wind is indeed old, so old that it doesn't move much on weekdays, and it is so old that Zhang Xiaolong has to prepare softer food, and it is already difficult to digest solid meat. But even so, it was still able to leave the base by a route that it couldn't think of on a tour.

Tempest has lived here for eleven years, and every place is all too familiar. Maybe the secret base of Zhou You and One, Two, Three, and self-righteousness is just what is left over from other people's play.

Zhou You let out a long sigh of relief, planning to reorganize his thoughts.

No matter how smart police dogs are, most of them can't understand the technology of cameras. It may be a coincidence that the wind is not found in the video. On the route of the windslide, there were relatively few cameras, so I didn't get to shoot it.

Zhou You thought about it in his mind, excluded several places, and finally looked at the corner of the base.

"Wang~"

Zhou You called out to the two younger brothers, cut off the dust all the way, and ran towards the grove.

The woods are not as open as the training grounds, and due to the angle and the obstruction of the branches, it is difficult for the camera to see the situation inside.

One, two, three are scurrying around in the woods, and they can't do it. This is where it once fought, as well as a stockpile for snacks. I stole so much jerky at the beginning, and I hid it here, and there was probably some left, but it was too long, and One, Two, Three didn't remember where it was.

You smelled the green smell of plants, and there was no smell of wind.

It's weird, which direction is it?

"Wang~" The hero turned around and called out to Zhou You, and Zhou You hurriedly ran over.

The low bush had a tuft of gray hair hanging from it, and when it smelled, it should have been windy. Looks like the wind is passing through here.

Finally found some clues.

Song Guyan squatted down and picked up the dog hair, and motioned to travel around and continue to look for it. Or the police dog knows the police dog best.

This also shows that the soybean milk powder has definitely run out of the base, and Song Guyan's guess is not wrong. Hmph, when you find the wind, settle accounts with him.

Traces of the wind were found in the woods, indicating that it had left on its own initiative, rather than having an accident.

With the bushes as the center point, the search area was expanded, and the tour saw scratches left on the edge of the fence.

The wall is about two meters high, and the flower beds and fences next to the wall are not difficult to slip out.

Zhou You jumped a few times in a row to the top of the wall. The top of the wall is only a dozen centimeters thick, and Zhou You can't stay on it continuously. After climbing up, jump straight off the wall.

Outside the fence are dark alleys, with a string of broken dim street lamps and a limited view.

Song Guyan climbed over the wall and turned on the flashlight.

A bright light shines inside the alley, and there is a lot of garbage and gravel on the ground.

The dog's eyes are in the dark, and there is an inexplicable sense of depth.

"Wow!"

Traveling around, he found a strong wind hiding in the corner.

It was still alert, but its body was no longer listening, and it was trembling slightly. I tried to get up, but I tried several times but couldn't succeed.

The state of the wind was very wrong, Song Guyan didn't dare to move it rashly, and hurriedly called the base.

A lifetime of toughness and arrogance, and finally in the face of aging, the wind hung his head weakly and gave up resistance.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Zhang Xiaolong ran in front with a roar.

As if hearing the voice of the trainer, the wind slowly broke open his eyes, full of nostalgia and helplessness.

There was a sadness in Zhou You's heart, maybe climbing over the wall and leaving the base could be regarded as the return of the wind.

He was too old to have any strength.

Eleven years old is equivalent to more than sixty years old for human beings. Sixty flowers, seventy ancient rare, and the wind is in between. More than half a year ago, the wind was seriously injured, his vitality was greatly damaged, and his body recovered very slowly.

The aging of the body brings about the decline of various organs and the decline of recovery ability, which torments him all the time. The young police dog, who was raised for two days after being injured, was still able to jump around, but for the wind, the serious injury and the loss of a lot of vitality were lost.

The ancestor of the dog was a wolf, and it inherited some characteristics of the wolf to some extent. It is also a social animal, once it finds out that it is sick, it will leave the group and leave alone, for fear that it will spread the disease to other brothers and sisters.

So now many dogs are sick, they like to hide in the dark, or leave the house, and are reluctant to approach people or other animals that are usually close to them, which is a characteristic of wolves, and has also been continued by dogs.

Cats and dogs have a kind of spirituality, and they can feel that some unfortunate things happen in the family, such as injuries and even deaths in the family. Not to mention their own time limit, they generally choose to leave when they feel the breath of death, mainly because they are afraid that the people they think are close to will be sad and sad to see his death.

Tempest is very smart, and in his last moments, he wants to find a quiet place to leave this world.

He didn't want to see Zhang Xiaolong feel sorry for him, or at least believe that it was much better for him to disappear than to see him die.

Zhang Xiaolong was uncomfortable, squatting in front of the wind and not speaking for a long time.

Even the person who Tempest was most concerned about in front of him, and he couldn't look at it with his eyes open. He had opened his eyelids very hard, but the boundless tiredness continued to erode him. From the limbs, to the body, to the head.

Wu Luoxiong waved his hand at the trainers, motioning for them to leave the place and give up space to Zhang Xiaolong and Tempest.

Aging, without any medicine to treat, this is the cruelty of time, and it is also destined to come.

Zhang Xiaolong can face death calmly, but he can't watch his brother die. The kind of life that is losing little by little makes him unable to suppress the sadness in his heart.

The trainer took his police dog and left silently, leaving only Zhang Xiaolong and Storm in the corner of the entire alley.

"Let's go. Song Guyan pulled Zhou You, who kept looking back, towards the base.

Before he reached the door, Zhou You heard a faint cry, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

……

"Graveyard of the Police Dog Tempest"

The bright red font is like it has been drenched in blood.

There are too many such tombstones on this back mountain.

Every Qingming Festival, the base's handlers and police dogs will come up to worship.

Zhang Xiaolong stood wordlessly, expressionless.

No one saw the last moments of the squalls except him.

Zhang Xiaolong didn't dare to close his eyes, as soon as he closed his eyes, that scene appeared in front of him.

The wind lying in his arms was lifeless, only a slight heaving chest, so that Zhang Xiaolong still knew that his brother was still alive.

The palms felt a burst of wetness and quickly parted. The chest no longer rises and falls, and the heart no longer beats.

The saliva on Zhang Xiaolong's palm was gradually carried away by the wind, as if it had never existed.

Eleven years ago, there was a little black back, jumping in the puppy room, chasing a group of puppies.

It was only a few months, and the fierceness of the little black back was undoubtedly revealed.

Zhang Xiaolong likes the momentum of Xiao Hei's back that he is not afraid of the sky, especially when Xiao Heibei licks his palm, it will melt his heart.

Eleven years later, the little black back became the old black back, and the licking that could melt the heart became a tear.

In eleven years, Zhang Xiaolong has embarked on the road from youth to middle age, and the young man has become an uncle.

Eleven years later, the full vitality became dead air, and the fresh body began to become cold.

Eleven years, eleven years that can never go back.

The depressed Zhang Xiaolong knew that he had to give his brother a ride, so he had the strength to stand up.

The trainers took off their hats, observed three minutes of silence, and went down the mountain with the police dogs.

Give Zhang Xiaolong a little time.

After a long time, Zhang Xiaolong sat down with the tombstone, looking at the black and white photos on the tombstone, his nostrils suddenly sore.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Zhang Xiaolong cried wordlessly, like a child.

The atmosphere in the house is low, and even the big-breasted girl who jumped out of the house did not have the laughter in the past.

Milan blinked in confusion, not quite understanding, and slowly climbed onto the cat rack to sleep.

Michelle could feel Labrador depressed and could only lie on his side.

The folded ear cat deep paws and touched the Labrador's head, wanting to give him some comfort and help.

Zhou You's eyes looked blankly ahead, and his mind went blank.

What happened to Hurricane and Zhang Xiaolong will one day happen to him and Song Guyan.

Compared with human life, police dogs are too short, and their whole life can only accompany the trainer for a period of time.

"Oh! I can't stand you!" Zhang Xiangling was a little uncomfortable with the low air pressure, took a bag of potato chips and walked outside.

Zhou You wanted to smoke a cigarette, but without a cigarette, he couldn't smoke it.

The atmosphere was extremely heavy.

The departure of the storm is the fall of a generation of police dogs. Most of the police dogs in the same batch as him have retired, and some of them have the same way back as him.

…………

At five o'clock, it was light outside.

Zhou You watched how the sun rose, and those lights gradually tore through the fog, and finally appeared on the scene to illuminate the whole world.

Song Guyan walked out of the bedroom, the two cats slept very hard, and after walking a few steps, he saw the Labrador lying on the ground looking out of the balcony.

He wouldn't have gone all night without sleep, would he?

Labrador is the most lazy sleeper, and if there is no coercive measures from Song Guyan every day, he will not open his eyes at all.

Probably because he is too smart to have so many emotions.

Song Guyan thought.

She didn't know how to enlighten the soy milk powder, and she didn't handle her mood well.

"Go out for a walk?" Song Guyan squatted down and touched the dog's head, and said softly.

Zhou You stood up and moved his limbs, waiting for Song Guyan to put a training rope on him.

Going out from the base gate and walking east along the road, Zhou You felt that his body was starting to warm up.

The stove in the bun shop roared again and again, and the fog was shrouded, and it was impossible to see what the boss inside looked like.

The customers who bought breakfast avoided the heat, ordered a few flavors of steamed buns, and added a cup of soy milk, and breakfast was live.

The aunts in the square began to form a team, shaking their old waists. It's still some distance from the residential area, and they can indulge in the music unbridledly.

Three or two old men watched with a smile, and the aunts were not angry, but competed to show their "enchanting" dancing.

For them, the most beautiful is the sunset red, in the later time, pay less attention to the child, and live by themselves.

The traffic police at the intersection were busy directing traffic and stopping some passers-by and electric vehicles grabbing red lights. It won't be long before Shanghai is about to usher in the morning rush hour, and I don't dare to slack off at all.

Zhou You stopped, and Song Guyan, who was following behind, also stopped.

Song Guyan didn't know how to enlighten the Labrador, he just hoped that he could relax his mood by walking.

Not far away, there was a little boy of seven or eight years old, who was playing with the big golden retriever.

The golden retriever was not angry, nor annoyed, laughing, and his huge ears were shaking around.

The little boy's mother is not worried that her golden retriever will hurt the child, and the little boy and the golden retriever are best friends.

There were a lot of delicious snacks that the little boy was reluctant to eat and kept them for the golden retriever.

And when the little boy is playing with the children in the community, as long as someone bullies him, the golden retriever will rush over as soon as possible.

Looking at it, Zhou You's face suddenly sank.

When the boy grows up, where should the big golden retriever go?

The big golden retriever is not young, how can he keep up with the growth of the boy if he has lived too long?

Zhou You frowned, and quickly relaxed again.

The golden retriever was laughing, smiling very happily.

It's like a small sun that can easily infect the people next to it.

The little boy was also laughing, without any impurities, just to express his happiness.

That's enough, isn't it?

The wind is gone, but it will always live in Zhang Xiaolong's heart. He once stood at the pinnacle, won a lot of awards, and arrested many criminals, all of which couldn't compare to the time he lived with Zhang Xiaolong.

To be together for a lifetime, dogs have no regrets.

"Wang~" Zhou You called out to Song Guyan.

Shovel officer, I'm hungry and want to eat meat!

Song Guyan was dragged around for a while before he reacted, why did the Labrador suddenly let go?

Actually, it's not that Zhou You has let go, but he is a little lighter.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are inevitable, and it is impossible to look forward to this.

No matter how much time is left, it is enough to be with the people who matter.

"Wow!"

Shovel officer, you have to learn to understand me, don't you see that the cute Labrador is hungry?

Zhou You pulled Song Guyan and ran towards the breakfast shop, but Song Guyan could only follow.

Inadvertently, Zhou You glanced back.

Probably having too much fun, the little boy fell to the ground. Before the mother could run over, the big golden retriever bent down and gently arched the little boy.

The boy didn't cry, he got up, took the rope, and walked forward with the golden retriever.

That's nice.