Male Fox Liaozhai Fanran

In the torrential rain, everything in front of me was watered to pieces, as if standing in the middle of a waterfall under the rapids, every part of my body was painfully beaten by the cold rain, and there was a chill in the bones.

The fox stepped in the mud with one foot deep and one foot shallow, his long hair was disheveled, and the large bloodstains on the moon-white clothes were shocking. He pursed his lips tightly and walked hard step by step, but his pale and haggard face showed a light And the determination that can't make people look away.

Winding bloodlines like cold plums bloomed all over the ground he dragged with his staggering steps, and were washed away by the rain in an instant.

The bone-piercing cold, seeping into the flesh, gnawing at the bones, is about to drag people to hell, only the warm and fresh life in their arms is enough to give people warmth, like a small stove, the weak flame is gentle Wrapping a dry heart.

The fox unconsciously hugged the little guy in his arms again.

I felt like I was holding a young bamboo shoot in my arms that had been nourished by the spring rain, timidly arching off the damp soil on my body, facing the warm east wind, shaking my small body, smiling.

The road is long, and the darkness in front of me seems endless.

I don't know when the rain will subside, the thick clouds will clear up, and a round of clear moon hangs high in the sky, with crooked eyebrows and eyes shining on many inconspicuous joys and sorrows in the corners of the world, as compassionate as a Buddha.

Walking to the He Zhai, he called Ah Jiu's name but there was no response. The fox endured the unbroken pain in his stomach, cleaned the pink porcelain doll with wrinkled brows and eyes, and pulled the clean and soft cotton cloth on the bed. Make a swaddle and wrap the baby carefully.

The little guy is very quiet, neither crying nor fussing, only snoring softly from his nose, probably because he is not yet full-term, his small body is unbelievably light, and it is so soft that it will break your heart if you touch it.

After putting the child down, the fox had a little time to breathe, and after a short while, a familiar pain rose from his still-high belly.

It submerged his whole body like a tide, wearing down his flesh and bones inch by inch.

But the fox had no strength left, and leaned on the bed with downcast eyes, one hand resting on the suddenly/soft/sudden/hard/belly, the other hand twisted desperately the quilt beneath him, and raised his neck respite.

"/ah/.../pain/..."

The ink hair was wetly attached to the pale cheeks, and the long eyelashes were drooping like the wings of a butterfly wet by the rain, trembling on the verge of dying.

The weak and broken/wheezing/breathing/like flying catkins all over the sky, fluttering and lighting up the deepest part of the night.

The fox lowered his eyes, and a tall belly was reflected in his wet eyes. The belly was no longer round like a bead. Sometimes it bulged slightly, and sometimes it quietly sank into a small piece. I didn't want to do too much, I just felt that my whole body was like a small sail in a storm, about to be smashed into powder.

"//Um//Ah//…"

/sheep/water/has run out, but the lump of flesh in the belly is still firmly stuck in the narrow waist and crotch, like a big rock squeezed in the mouth of a mountain valley, no matter how hard the fox is, it will remain motionless .

The fox was leaning against the bed very weakly, with messy black hair embracing a snow-white face, his cheeks were dripping wet, his legs and the area between his waist and crotch were already numb from the pain, he felt nothing, all relying on instinct With meager and pitiful little strength.

"//Ah//...//Uh//Uh//!"

"//ah//...Bai Ze...you come...save me...help me...//ah//!"

……

I can't count how many times I used force. From late night to dawn, it seems to be as long as a lifetime.

At first the fox still had hope, but gradually, he was tormented by the colic pains in his stomach and wanted to die.

Xingzi disappeared into the clouds, and the east gradually revealed its fish belly, and the tossing/groaning/groaning/had never stopped, the voice was hoarse, it sounded like crying, and it sounded like laughing, only listening to each person with one heart tightly Hanging, I'm afraid that when the sound stops, the people in the room will chase after the night that has just passed, and they will never return.

The red candle wore the wedding dress and burned the last piece, the candlestick was covered with bright red tears, a ray of pale light shone in from the window, reflecting the feeble man lying on his back on the bed.

A pair of plain hands clasped the edge of the bed, but they couldn't hold it tight anymore, and their pale fingers hung down like a withered flower.

Gao Long's belly was pressed against a dilapidated body, hard, hot, and sticky. It was the only hope left, and it was also an inescapable shackle.

The fox bit his lip and shed all tears, but his bright and clear peach blossom eyes became more and more radiant at this moment. He actually remembered things from a long time ago in a trance. The memory seemed to have sunk into the bottom of the water, flowing slowly and slowly in his mind. Vague.

At that time, in late spring and March, when warblers were flying and grass was growing, and the sky was full of snow, he secretly took his sister down the mountain to play.

By chance, he fell in love with a little pharmacist.

He really likes him, his gentleness, his eyes that smile when he talks, and the faint herbal aroma that always comes with him.

He still remembered that the man hugged himself and said "Don't be afraid" under the falling thunder, his tone was light but reassuring.

It seems that the sky is falling and the earth is falling.

Memories are fragments, flowing in front of my eyes like pearls.

"Yuangui...you tell me "don't be afraid" again...I miss you so much..."

"A person's whole life...is really just a lifetime...you promised me the next life...but the next life...you are long gone...he is not you...even if it is your reincarnation...he is not you... ..."

Liu Zigu is just Liu Zigu, Yun Yuangui is long gone.

The fox closed his eyes, and a bitter smile appeared on the corners of his pale lips. The smile hung on his increasingly transparent face, which seemed somewhat unreal.

"Forget it... You blocked a thunderbolt for me in the previous life, and I will pay you back in this life... It's considered... It's all right..."

But how should he repay the love he owes Bai Ze?

The fox clenched his palms together, and muttered something in a hoarse voice with drooping eyes.

The sun shines through the window screen, shining on the lonely person.

The pain in the abdomen was like a rising tide, covering the top of the head in an instant, tearing the fox to pieces, leaving only a wisp of light soul, lingering, nostalgic, refusing to leave.

The fox straightened up his waist and exhausted all his strength as if desperately, what he was greeted was a stabbing pain in his lower abdomen, a /big/stretch/warm/hot/thick/thick/blood/water/quiet/ran/wet /wet/was /bed/cushion/, and large swathes of fishy smell spread.

"//Uh//Ah//...//Ah//!"

The baby curled up in the swaddle in the corner blinked her two beautiful eyes, babbled and waved her tender fists that could not be stretched freely, her small face was pear-blossomed with rain, and her voice was crying loudly.

A ray of morning light suddenly broke through the cold cloud, emitting ten thousand hectares of brilliance.

The half-hidden door was pushed open, and a figure stumbled in. The snow-white clothes were stained with blood, hanging on his slender body like rags, and his long hair was disheveled, sticking to his handsome face with dirty blood. face.

The person/gasping/breathing/undecided, when seeing the scene in front of him, his vision was dark and he almost lost his breath.

The fox fell asleep quietly, with long hair spread all over the bed, and his whole body was soaked in a pool of wet blood. He was dressed in moon-white clothes so that the original color could not be seen, black and red sticking to his pale skin.

Gao Long's stomach that had lasted for less than seven months finally fell down, and his slender body was even more frighteningly thin.

Bai Ze walked in step by step, and saw a baby wrapped in swaddling clothes crying heart-piercingly at the corner of the bed, and under the man lay a bloody and bruised baby, because he lost his breath, he couldn't breathe. Unable to maintain its human form any longer, it has gradually degenerated into the appearance of a young fox.

The sun fell on the pale and transparent face of the man, dyed with a faint smile.

Suddenly a dazzling light flashed in front of his eyes.

Bai Ze raised his hand tremblingly and opened the five fingers tightly clenched by the fox, his whole body froze, his hands and feet were instantly cold.

He was proud and conceited all his life, and never shed tears, but at this moment, he was sobbing, choking, sobbing like a child.

The wind blows through the window lattice, and the blood can't be scattered.There was a lifeless hand resting on the side of the bed, in the crimson palm lay a piece of broken jade quietly, warm and shiny, clear and flawless, exactly like that person's smiling face.

"Xiu Lang... I'm late..."