Male Fox Liaozhai Fanran

But the scholar didn't get better. The matchmaker knew that the scholar was suffering from a stubborn illness that could not be cured by mortal medicine. She gave up half of her cultivation and sealed it in a transparent tear. In the middle of the night, both the scholar and the young lady were asleep. , dripping those tears to the lips of the scholar.After a few days, the scholar recovered, and the young lady wept with joy. She held the scholar's pale hands, teardrops fell down, and painted a delicate makeup.When the matchmaker got the news, she went to look for the scholar with a haggard teenage face. That night, she didn't knock on the scholar's room again, and stood outside the door for a while, then turned and left.Inside the door, the candlelight is illuminated by red wax, and the fiery red light reflects the brightly colored happy characters on the door, which is festive and bright.

At the bottom of this story, there is a commentary, "If you don't feel troubled by love, you don't know the pain. If you know the pain, what is love trouble?"

My mother told me that you'd better never understand the stories in this book for the rest of your life.

I know that my mother is for my own good.

But all love is like a cancer, planted on the heart, if you don't pay attention, it will take root and sprout, the wild fire will never end, and the wind will not blow it down. This thing, probably only disappears when one heart dies.

Thinking about it, I fell into a dream. In the dream, I turned into the matchmaker. The person standing opposite me with a gentle smile looked like Yun Yuangui.

On the day I made an appointment with the scholar, I made up a random excuse with Shijiu and hurried to the foot of the agreed mountain.

Along the way, the peach blossoms were just in full bloom, ten miles of red clouds, glowing in full bloom, I broke off a branch, and carefully held it between my claws.

When they arrived, Yun Yuangui was already there.

Today he was wearing a thin blue-gray robe, his long hair was tied high into a ponytail, he wore a pair of straw sandals on the soles of his feet, and he still carried the small bamboo basket on his back. The green stems and leaves of the children seem to have just returned from picking herbs.

When Yun Yuangui saw me, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"coming."

I flicked my tail, nodded, walked closer, and put the peach blossom under his feet, but unfortunately the petals had been crumbled to pieces, and it was out of shape.

The man seemed very happy, his eyes sparkled, Yun Yuangui knelt down, picked up the flower branch with one hand, and said with a smile: "Xiu Lang, you gave this to me?"

That person called my name for the first time, and there was a naughty smile in the end of the sound, like the catkins in spring, floating lightly on the tip of my heart.

My face was hot, and it took a lot of effort to resist the urge to stick out my tongue and lick the man's arm.

"Do you like peach blossoms?"

Peach blossom?I don't like it, but I think it is beautiful and I want to give it to someone I like.

It was difficult to express this long series of words physically, so I just nodded.

Yun Yuangui smiled, put down the bamboo basket on his back, and began to remove the white gauze from my leg.

"Actually, the girl I like also loves peach blossoms."

I trembled, only to feel that the movement of the man's hand paused.

"I grew up with her since we were young. We are childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, and we are engaged to each other."

"She loves the poem 'Taoyao' in the Book of Songs the most. She said that she must be a beautiful wife like the one described in the poem in the future. Wearing my favorite red dress, she stood under the peach tree and asked me to describe it for her. A painting."

"As a result, the day before we got married, she told me that she already had someone she liked, and she would not marry unless he was the only one. If I didn't call off the engagement, she would die in front of me."

The white gauze was carefully torn apart layer by layer. I held my breath, and I obviously heard a lump in the man's throat, and my heart suddenly felt stuffy, as if a large stone was blocked.

"Heh, I thought I was Liang Shanbo, but in the story, I was just a Ma Wencai who beat mandarin ducks..."

The cool herbs were applied to the wound, causing bursts of tearing pain. I gritted my teeth and stared intently at the man's serious eyes.

"Xiu Lang, you said... I treat her like this, why does she still fall in love with someone else?"

I honestly shook my head.

Yun Yuangui said again: "Little fox, you must remember that you must not easily give hope to anyone..."

I looked into the man's dark and bright eyes, and thought it was too late.

Why didn't anyone tell me this earlier.

The new white gauze had already been wrapped before he knew it, and this time it was looser than last time, making it easier to move around.I lowered my head and licked the five fingers that the man scratched on my neck.

He laughed loudly, his voice clear as a spring.

I watched Yun Yuangui pick up the remaining flowers on the ground, move his slender and dexterous fingertips randomly, and a wrist-sized corolla was formed. The man smiled and put the corolla in his hand on my ears, "Xiu Lang, that day I I was hit hard and wanted to die, if it weren't for you, I might already be a lonely ghost."

"I can't see this boundless place, it's really lonely."

"Hidero, thank you."

I met the man's eyes, and from those clear eyes, I saw my own infatuated eyes.

I was full of cleverness, and ran away without looking back.

In the next few days, I did not go to see Yun Yuangui as promised.

I was indeed avoiding him, but more importantly, I was avoiding my own heart.

The hearty spring rain has not stopped from last night to tonight.The whole Qinghui Peak is shrouded in mist, and the white tulle covers the green mountain forest, which washes away the green color, and looks like a faded green landscape from a distance.

It also resembled that person's light blue robes.

From time to time, there is a cool wind blowing through the entrance of the cave, and a trace of cold raindrops drifts in.A "grunt" sounded silently, with a bit of grievance,

"Brother, I'm hungry..."

I flicked the rain-splashed tail, turned around, and saw the fur ball lying on the straw mat, with its ears drooping, looking sleepy.

I walked over, raised my paw and kicked an apple to the man's feet.

"Nineteen, eat a fruit pad first, and when the weather clears, I'll go find something delicious for you."

"Hmph, I don't believe it, my brother hasn't come out of the cave for several days, as if he's hiding from some enemy..."

I am dumbfounded.Seeing that Mao Tuan'er got an oil-paper umbrella out of nowhere as if conjuring, performed a suspending technique to make the paper umbrella hang above his head, and walked over swaggeringly.

"My brother won't go, I will go by myself."

I had no choice but to keep up, only to realize that the rain outside had become much lighter, as thin as a cow's hair, and drifted lightly with the wind.

I released the pigeon that Yun Yuan returned several times, as long as he is not stupid, he should not be waiting for me at the foot of the mountain.

Just as I was thinking, Mao Tuan carefully touched my ear with one paw, and whispered: "Brother, look at a person coming over there, like...the one who jumped off the cliff that day..."

I raised my head and locked the front tightly. With a blue oil umbrella and a plain white cloak, a thin figure gradually emerged from the mist and rain. He stepped over with deep feet and shallow feet, and the snow-white clothes were covered with mud. It's badly stained.

Yun Yuangui still looked like that, with a gentle smile on his face forever, even though he looked embarrassed, he didn't seem to care at all.

He spoke with a faint nasal voice: "Xiu Lang, your foot injury hasn't healed yet, why haven't you been looking for me for a few days?"

Mao Tuan'er didn't dare to speak in front of people, so he leaned into my ear, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Mao Tuan'er stared at me, I looked at Yun Yuangui, and Yun Yuangui looked at us.

After a while, the man laughed, "Why are there two identical little foxes?"

My sister and I are actually different. I have nine tails, while my sister has only one. I usually change my tail into one in order not to attract attention, so my sister and I look exactly the same at first glance.

"But it doesn't bother me..."

The man squatted down and picked me up in his arms. I lowered my head and wiped the rainwater from the tips of my ears in the warm chest.

Yun Yuangui smiled, and sprayed his warm breath into my ear, "You are Xiulang, right?"

"There's still the muslin I bandaged for you on your feet."

It is true, but if there is no such difference, Yun Yuangui, can you distinguish me from my sister?

"Of course I can tell the difference."

I was stunned for a moment, almost thinking that I had said what I was thinking inadvertently, but it turned out that the man was talking to himself.In the dark eyes, there is a little bit of light, like the stars illuminating the night.

The light wind and rain lightly exaggerate the smile on his lips, like a painting with splashed ink.

I know that Yun Yuan's return is destined to be my catastrophe.

A calamity that can only be kept in mind for a lifetime.

I led Yun Yuan back to the cave, and along the way I kept asking questions using sound transmission, but I was too lazy to answer, so I let her talk to herself.

After changing the dressing in the future, Yun Yuangui will come here directly.

Shiji likes to be close to that person very much. When he comes, the little hair ball hangs on the person's arm and rubs here and there, usually with a domineering look and doesn't know where to throw it.I am almost on the verge of denying my real brother, and my heart aches for it.

Yun Yuangui doesn't hate being pestered, he likes furry and cute things, and he can't put it down when he loves the fur balls that come to his door automatically, he is so reluctant to let go of them.

Sometimes that person will come for a whole day, and he will explain all kinds of herbal medicine knowledge to Shijiu who is pestering him to play, what is to stop bleeding, what is to relieve pain, what is sexual genitals, what is sexual cold... What he said Seriously, he talked endlessly when he talked about medical theory, and there was a bit of compassion on his face, which didn't match that young boy's face.

Nineteen is impatient, and would often go to Duke Zhou after listening for a few seconds, and Yun Yuangui would naturally come to my side, his eyes slightly curved for a good look.

"Xiu Lang, don't you feel bored listening to me?"

I shook my head.

The man smiled slightly, and rubbed the top of my head dishonestly with both hands.

"Xiu Lang, you can actually talk, right? Why don't you ever speak? I want to hear your voice."

I was startled and raised my eyes to look at Yun Yuangui. He still had that indifferent appearance, like a cloud that is not bound by any restraints. He comes and goes freely and stays at will, making it impossible to guess what is going on in his heart. .

Obviously guessing that I am a monster, but not afraid of me, afraid of me, but kissing me and protecting me.

What is in the heart of this mortal.

Is it the same as what I have in mind... If that is the case...

"Okay, it's getting late. Xiulang, I should go back."

The warmth from my body suddenly faded away, I flicked my tail, and watched the man get up and straighten his crumpled skirt, and there were many small plum blossom marks on the two snow-white sleeves.

Yun Yuangui had a helpless smile on his lips: "I just washed the clothes yesterday."

I felt a little guilty, and my face burned.

The man's laughter fell, accompanied by a pair of gentle palms, "Okay, I don't blame you."

"The picture drawn by Xiulang is much more beautiful than the one in the dyeing workshop."

It's okay to be dissatisfied, I can't beat Yun Yuangui's mouth, once he speaks, I lose.

"I'll come to change your medicine for the last time in two days, don't run around, just wait here for me obediently."

I was stunned, and when I came back to my senses, Yun Yuangui had already gone far away.

Nineteen has been very mysterious for the past two days, always evasive when his eyes meet me, like a big white mouse, I don't know what tricks are hiding secretly.

The rain in May has no rules, it falls as soon as it is said, there is no sign when it comes, and it is faint when it goes, leaving no trace.

After being out for more than ten days, it is estimated that people from Qingqiu should come to look for us.

Not to mention, I really miss that Great Elder's straight and boring face.

The sound of rain was pattering past my ears, as if there was a burst of footsteps stepping on the rain and getting into my ears.

I jumped up, and there was a sudden pain in my left leg, "Hiss... is there anyone outside? Nineteen!"

"No... brother, just a passerby."

Mao Tuan'er's words were drenched by the rain, and they were a little slurred.

I lazily lay back on the damp straw mat, and when I was drowsy, something fluffy got into my arms.

I opened a slit of my eyes, Mao Tuan'er was looking at me with watery eyes.

"What's wrong? Nineteen, are you uncomfortable?"

Mao Tuan'er lowered his head and rubbed against my arms again, his voice muffled: "Brother, I don't want to go back to Qingqiu."

My heart sank, "Why?"

"Because... I seem to like someone."

"..."

"Brother, I seem to like that little pharmacist."

I:"……"

The hairball in his arms said again, "Brother, I like that person. He is very gentle and knows many anecdotes and strange things in the world. It seems that I will never get tired of being with him. I want to live with him." In the mortal world, being a husband and wife is just like what is written in my mother's script."

The sound of the rain became more and more urgent, crackling against my ears.

I couldn't help smiling wryly in my heart, that person wasn't gentle, it was just because he was hurt by others that he didn't dare to open his heart to others, so he used gentleness to cover up his fear.

I thought of Yun Yuangui's smile, and my heart throbbed suddenly. It took 500 years to transform into a human form, 500 years to cultivate people's hearts, and I finally handed over my true heart, but that person has long been an empty shell.

"Brother? What's wrong with you?"

I regained my senses and looked into Mao Tuan's eyes, which revealed a charm that I had never seen before, delicate and charming, as bright and moving as peach blossoms beaten by rain.It was as if I was looking at a stranger.

She said: "Brother, you love me the most, give that person to Xiao Jiu, okay?"

I didn't speak, nor nodded.

The rain outside gradually stopped, and the cool wind passed through the entrance of the cave, sending in a burst of fragrance.

I said: "Nineteen, don't get angry as a child, pack up, we are going back to Qingqiu."

But before going back, I have to see Yun Yuan for the last time.

In human form, at least tell him that I like him.

I don't regret this encounter.