Fox Song

Chapter 205 Dark Night Dream
The night slowly spreads out like a thick velvet cloth, gradually enveloping the hustle and bustle of the city.

Most of the streets in Hangzhou are illuminated by soft and even lights, but among these dim lights, there are hidden sections of dim, remote and sparsely populated paths. They are like quiet secret passages in the night, waiting to be explored by night runners.

The street lamps on both sides of these roads are sparse, and the light is dim and weak, barely illuminating a few meters ahead. The branches and leaves of the trees sway gently in the breeze, casting mottled shadows, which interweave with the dim light, creating a mysterious and slightly tense atmosphere.

"Dong dong dong! Dong dong dong!"

Night runner Su Wan'er runs lightly on a dim path in the southwest of Hangzhou. The sound of her running is particularly clear and rhythmic in the quiet night.

It was quiet all around, with almost no noise. Only the occasional sound of vehicles driving in the distance and the echo of one's footsteps hitting the ground could be heard.

She was wearing light sportswear, with a short-sleeved top that outlined her slender waist, and high-waisted sports pants that showed off her long legs. Her long black hair was casually tied into a ponytail, with a few strands of hair dancing in the wind, adding a bit of agility and unruliness to her.

Su Wan'er's face was filled with youthfulness, her skin looked exceptionally fair in the moonlight, and beads of sweat oozing from her forehead sparkled under the light.

As her pace quickened, Su Wan'er's movements became smoother and more powerful. Her arms swung naturally, and each time she lifted her legs, she looked steady and firm.

On this dim and remote path, Su Wan'er's state of mind seemed to become deeper and more complex with the surrounding environment. Her heartbeat gradually accelerated as her pace quickened, but this was not just because of physical exhaustion, but more because of the indescribable excitement and expectation in her heart.

Su Wan'er's thoughts were like the erratic clouds in the night sky, sometimes clear, sometimes fuzzy. She remembered the original reason why she decided to run at night - to challenge herself and to find a piece of peace and freedom in her busy university life. At this moment, she was standing on this path that few people walked on, measuring the darkness with her feet and feeling the loneliness with her heart. This feeling was both strange and familiar, making her nervous and excited.

A strong sense of self-affirmation surged in her heart. Every night run was a test of her will and a workout for her body.

Suddenly, a burst of subtle and alluring footsteps broke the silence of the night, and a tall and handsome young man came towards us.

Su Wan'er stopped and almost bumped into the man's arms, her face flushed.

The young man raised a mysterious smile and whispered softly, his voice low and magnetic, like a spell in the dark night: "Beautiful little sister, can you run with me?"

Su Wan'er was excited and looked up at the young man. His clear eyes flickered in the moonlight, seeming to exude an invisible attraction.

She moved closer involuntarily, her steps light.

The young man reached out his hand and gently grasped Su Wan'er's slender wrist. His fingertips were as cold as the first snow in winter. He gently guided Su Wan'er through the dense forest to a secluded open space.

The moonlight was cut into pieces by the dense branches and leaves, and scattered on the ground, forming mottled light and shadows, adding a bit of mystery and weirdness.

"Don't be afraid, my movements will be very gentle." The young man's voice was full of temptation. He slowly approached Su Wan'er, his deep eyes seemed to be able to see into her heart.

He stroked Su Wan'er's cheek with both hands, and the coolness from his fingertips made Su Wan'er tremble slightly. But strangely, she did not retreat, but was deeply attracted by the eyes of the mysterious man in front of her, as if there were endless stories and secrets hidden in those deep eyes.

"who are you?"

Su Wan'er's voice finally broke the silence. Her voice was soft and slightly trembling, revealing her inner anxiety and curiosity.

"I am Li Le, a shadow in the night. You don't have to be afraid." The man smiled. He leaned down and locked his eyes on Su Wan'er's lips. Su Wan'er's heartbeat quickened. She knew she should push him away, but her body moved closer uncontrollably. His breath intertwined with hers, warm and powerful.

The young man's hand, as delicate as the breeze brushing against the petals, slowly slid into the hem of Su Wan'er's clothes. His movements were gentle but firm, as if he was exploring an unknown area, but he was also very careful, for fear of disturbing this tranquility and beauty.

Su Wan'er's body trembled slightly involuntarily, a tremor mixed with nervousness, anticipation and joy. She closed her eyes and let herself completely immerse in this intimate atmosphere.

Their breathing became rapid and heavy, and each breath seemed to deepen the intimate connection.

The young man picked up Su Wan'er, feeling her softness and warmth. It was an indescribable sense of happiness that made him intoxicated and unable to extricate himself.

Su Wan'er also responded to this intimacy, she gently leaned her head on the young man's chest, feeling his strong heartbeat and warm body temperature. Her hands also wrapped around his waist and rose and fell, as if she wanted to hold him in her arms forever.

In this private and warm space, their physical contact seemed to become a silent language, conveying their emotions and love to each other. Their heartbeats gradually synchronized, their breathing gradually became in sync, as if the whole world was left with only the two of them. Their bodies, in this quiet night, seemed to have become a part of each other.

After an unknown amount of time, the two slowly separated.

"This is a gift for you."

The man whispered, and like a magician, he took out a small box from his pocket and handed it to Su Wan'er.

Su Wan'er hesitated for a moment, but finally took the box.

She opened it, revealing a delicate little pendant that shone brightly in the moonlight.

"So beautiful, I like it so much!" Su Wan'er took it out and said with a smile.

"Come, let me put it on for you!" The man smiled and put the pendant on Su Wan'er's neck.

He gently lifted Su Wan'er's chin, letting her raise her head, revealing her white neck.

"Beautiful, really beautiful!" He praised with a smile, as if he was praising a fine work of art!
"Haha, haha!" His smile gradually distorted.

She suddenly realized that although this encounter was exciting, it was also dangerous.

A trace of panic flashed in Su Wan'er's eyes. She tried to struggle, but her body seemed to be under a spell. She could not move, let alone make a sound.

The young man lowered his head, the fangs at the corners of his mouth flashing coldly in the moonlight. He slowly approached Su Wan'er's neck and said in a low and gentle voice: "Close your eyes and feel this gift from the dark night."

As the fangs pierced the skin, blood gushed out like red wine, emitting an alluring aroma. The young man sucked it greedily, and a low roar came from his throat, as if he was enjoying this gift from life.

Su Wan'er's body gradually became soft and weak, her eyes became empty and blurred, as if she had sunk into a dream of this "blood feast".

(End of this chapter)