Male Fox Liaozhai Fanran

The drizzle fell for several days without sleep, until the autumnal equinox, the rain-washed sky was willing to let out a ray of cool sunshine, the light was thin, and scattered clouds floated lightly in the blue sky with the lake green , but it makes people feel colder.

The temperature dropped sharply in the morning, the mist was thin, and the dew was slightly cold, quietly whitening the courtyard.

Bai Ze put a dark black cloak on his arms, and walked out of the bedroom quickly.

Under the eaves, next to the green steps, there is a rattan chair covered with a large plush blanket. The rattan chair is shaking slightly, and two figures, one big and one small, are clinging to each other tightly, as if they have become one.

The indescribable intimacy is like the warmest scenery in this cold autumn.

Bai Ze paused not far away, then approached with a smile again, knelt down and looked at the sleeping child in the man's arms, who was snoring softly, and looked at the still man with a seductive smile on the corner of his mouth. The unknowing fox has a warm heart.

Then he lightly covered the general with the cloak in his hand, and whispered: "Why are you falling asleep right now?"

The fox hushed, without raising his head, he said, "Children sometimes fall asleep when they are sleepy after talking about the time...you help me rub my waist, it's numb."

Since the little guy saw the fox a few days ago, he knew it and would not let it go. As soon as he was three steps away from his father, he flattened his little mouth and wanted to cry, his two watery black eyes were red, and he looked pitiful. It's like being bullied by the sky.

Before he could cry, the fox's heart had already turned into a pool of warm spring water, his eyes were full of distress, and he let his soft and fragrant body nestle in his arms and kept making noises. He held it up to the sky to pick up the stars and grab the moon.

Taking care of children is not an easy task. After a few days, the fox is exhausted. His body has never recovered, and he has some small problems again and again.

As long as you stay in the same position for a little longer, the waist that was exposed to the rain and cold during the delivery night will start to ache, like countless needlepoints stuck in the bones, and the throbbing pain lasts for a long time. Can't take a breath.The weather that has just entered autumn is so humid that water can drip out, which is even more difficult for the fox.

With sharp ears, Bai Ze caught the breathless panting in the man's light tone, frowned and said, "Does your back hurt so bad?"

"No...just, a little bit."

The fox lowered his eyes, raised his hand and covered the small body in his arms again with the cloak, spoke softly, but his face couldn't hide a little bit of paleness, as if covered by a thin layer of moonlight, fine sweat hung on his forehead, A small lock of fine hair that hung on the tip of the eyebrows was wet, and at first glance, it seemed that the man's elegant appearance was somewhat soft and well-behaved.

Bai Ze knew that that person would not show weakness unless it was absolutely necessary, so he stopped talking, raised his hand to cover that slender waist, and gently but firmly grasped it with five fingers.

"Is this okay? Is it heavy?"

The fox shook his head absent-mindedly, his eyes still lingering on the little guy's clear and immature eyebrows, and said indifferently: "Bai Ze, tell me, what's a nice nickname for this kid?"

Bai Ze thought for a while and said, "It's as simple as it gets."

It is not necessary to have too many meanings, too many shackles, life is rare and simple.

The fox's eyes were fixed on the chubby face sleeping soundly, and he raised his hand to gently fiddle with the soft little earlobe, and suddenly he smiled brightly with his eyebrows bent, his dark and clear eyes seemed to be soaked in the bright moonlight.

He said: "Then it's called Jane, what do you think?"

Bai Zeshang was still indulged in that heart-pounding smile, his eyes stared blankly, and he said in a daze, "The name you choose is naturally good."

Hearing the words, the fox just slightly hooked the corners of his lips, his smiling eyes seemed to be filled with a cup of light tea at just the right temperature, his long soft hair was tangled and overlapped, and he was pinned like a plum on the moon-white skirt, setting off a On the end of the face as elegant as jade is a tree hibiscus plant facing the wind and bathing in dew. The snow-white petals make the skin, and the bright red pistils make the thin lips.

Bai Zejue's fox seems to be a little different from before after giving birth, with less edges and corners, more softness, and it seems that he doesn't take everything so seriously. Sleeping with children, or on a sunny day, put a basin of warm water in the yard, wash some soft cotton clothes, and sometimes draw pictures, but every piece of snow-white rice paper sprinkled with gold powder will There are many handprints the size of glutinous rice balls, and five chubby little fingers can be vaguely discerned from the blurred outlines.

Or like now, move a rattan chair, with a sleeping little dumpling curled up in his arms, with eyes downcast and not knowing what he is laughing at.

The man laughed, and Bai Ze also frowned, and sometimes the two of them could spend an entire afternoon in the corridor relatively silently, while the fox painted the autumn scenery, while Jian Er would lie on her father's desk, with ink on her hands and feet, playing Bad generally printed small plum blossoms everywhere, and then looked up at the fox who was upset and couldn't bear to scold him, and smiled blushingly,

No way, a child with a father is like a treasure.

The man was busy preparing the flowers and plants in the yard for winter, and looked back at the father and son walking out of the self-painting from time to time, with a smile in his eyes.

Each has their own things to do, and each knows that there is a silent companion by his side.

For Bai Ze, life seems to have returned to the time when the two traveled together and visited the mountains and rivers, but now there is an extra child, and a softness and throbbing in his heart that is different from the past.

"What are you thinking? You idiot."

The fox stretched out a hand and gently pushed the man's shoulder, his brows were slightly frowned, his eyelids were slightly drooping, and he looked a little sleepy.

Bai Ze said: "In the future, we might as well settle down in the world and find a small village with few people, surrounded by mountains and rivers, where no one can disturb us."

The fox snorted and said, "Are you going to be a woodcutter chopping wood? You don't want to be a fairy either?"

Hearing this, Bai Ze frowned for a moment, pinched the man's soft waist gently with a sense of punishment, and said: "You still say such things, last time you and A Yu and my master tricked me into Kunlun, I will pay you back." I didn't settle accounts with you...you little fox, you just want me to go like that?"

The fox shook his head, with a slightly bitter smile on his lips, lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "Of course I don't want to, but being a fairy is a great thing. Life is as long as the sky, but you are worried. Can you drink every day?" Perfect wine... You told me before that your greatest wish is to taste the wine in the sky, how is it different from the world's wine... For people like me, it is their own fault to ruin the fairy bones... But you can't be stupid ...I...I just, hope you are well."

The fox's words were stumbling, a little confused, a little nervous, like a child who was at a loss, his dry lips were pale, and he pursed his lips tightly, waiting for the other party's response.

Bai Ze looked at the man's jet-black glass-like eyes washed with water, without saying a word, he got up quickly and hugged the man who was like a hibernating squirrel in a daze.

The fox panicked, widened his eyes, and whispered exaggeratedly: "Bai Ze, don't...don't crush the child!"

"Don't move!" Bai Ze was unmoved, and buried his face deeply into the fox's shoulder socket exuding a faint fragrance. After a long time, he said in a nasal voice: "Xiu Lang, now I feel that I have become a fairy."

"I don't know when I said that stupid thing to you before... What's the difference between the wine in the sky and the wine in the world? As long as I'm with you, I'll forget what wine is like."

You are my wine, take a sip, you will be happy in your heart, savor it carefully, you can relieve thousands of worries, bury your heart, and forget your worries.

Carefree is like a fairy, only envious of a total of bald heads.

The early autumn wind blows and blows, the small wicker chair shakes and shakes, a pair of gray and yellow squirrels resident in the courtyard raise their fluffy tails to prepare food for the winter, and the flock of geese flying south cuddle closely, flying over The climate is getting colder in the north.

The fox raised his head, holding the soft little bun in his arms, and saw a blue sky that seemed to be dripping water, and his heart swayed with the slight sway of his body unconsciously.

He raised his hand, and his slender five fingers slowly passed through the long black hair on the back of the man's head, and he felt a burst of heat in his eyes.

"Xiu Lang, why are you silent?"

The fox pursed his lips tightly, his eyes seemed to be hardened by the cold wind, and they were as red as rabbits, "What else do you want me to say?"

"If I'm still determined to drive you away, wouldn't it be obvious that I'm too cruel?"

Bai Ze approached the man's hot earlobe with a smile, and said, "Don't, don't force yourself, I'll go if you let me go, I'll cultivate if you let me cultivate immortality, I'll listen to you, as long as you really think so. "

The fox was stunned for a moment, and said softly: "Don't force it, Bai Ze, I'm really happy when you said that just now, and I don't quite understand...I clearly hope that you will cultivate to become a fairy, but when I heard you say that, I'm happy again..."

Hearing this, Bai Ze only smiled and hugged the person in his arms tighter, his voice was low with a moving hoarseness: "Silly fox, I already understand."

"What do you understand?"

Bai Ze smiled without saying a word, his face full of spring.

In this world, most people are trapped by love and fall into a vigorous spring and autumn dream.

And you and I still have the opportunity to embrace each other plainly, love neither too much nor too little, how lucky.

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At the foot of a secluded and quiet hillside on the outskirts of Gaizhou, there is a small burial mound. Periwinkle grass grows everywhere around the mound. A layer of light hoarfrost.

A thin figure stood under the setting sun, like an uncut snow-white silk, fluttering in the wind, covered in a sunset glow.

The fox bent over and knelt on the ground, took off the cloak on his shoulders, and gently laid it on a small tablet with no words in front of him. His pale fingertips brushed against the cold stone surface, trembling and unwilling to let it fall.

Bai Ze approached, squatted down next to that person, and raised his hand to lightly rest on the thin back. There were waves of weak tremors under the palm, like tiny needlepoints, densely piercing his heart.

"Xiu Lang, I know you are suffering, just cry."

The fox shook his head, his eyes lightly fell on the stele, his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed, but he smiled with the corners of his pale lips, sniffed his nose, and whispered in a strong nasal voice: "I can't cry."

"I always feel that this child is still there, he is looking at me not far away... I heard a small cry when he was born, although it was not as loud as Jane'er... I can't hear it wrong... ...I sound good..."

Hearing the man's indistinct murmur, Bai Ze got up and took off his cloak without saying a word, and covered his thin shoulders.

"It's cold, go home, you're not in good health yet."

The fox froze, turned his head and gave a bitter smile, swallowed a stream of fishy-sweet heat in his throat, and said, "Let me stay with him for a while, just for a while."

A pair of red eyes were bloodshot, haggard as if he had been sleepless for many days.

Bai Ze didn't speak anymore, and knelt down with the fox, his back straight as a pine.

He stared at the stele, quietly put one hand on the fox's already sore and numb waist, and said in a soft voice, "I will accompany you as long as you want to stay, I just hope that you don't want to sacrifice this life It's all on yourself, at that time, you have done your best."

The fox was stunned for a moment, then gritted his teeth and shook his head, his face turned cold, only then did he realize that he was crying.

This cry was like an unstoppable tide, and it became more and more heart-piercing.

The setting sun is like blood, sinking into the distant mountains, and the sky and the earth slowly sink into a hazy gray darkness.The evening wind is getting cooler, and there are small raindrops falling silently, and the hoarfrost wets the black temples a little bit, and the fine frost flowers are like snow-white salt grains, quietly covering the eyebrows.

Bai Ze stretched out his hand to hold the man's cold fingertips, and said softly: "Xiu Lang, Jian'er is still waiting for you at home, it's time to go back."

The fox was startled, and his body trembled suddenly, as if waking up from a dream, his stupid face was softer and whiter than the moonlight, he buried his head deeper, couldn't help coughing a few times, and after a long while, he said, "Okay ".

"Wait...I still want to bring something back."

After saying that, the fox took out from his bosom a small bud-color brocade bag with a side locked with gold thread, on which were embroidered two redbud flowers that were just about to bloom.

A bare hand picked up a pinch of moist soil from the corner of the grave, and put it into the bag with great care.

After tying up the lavender silk rope and carefully putting it into his arms, the fox raised his head and gave Bai Zelu a shallow, soft, and short-lived smile.

The milky white moonlight lightly enveloped his figure, turning it into a snow-white, hazy shadow.

"Bai Ze, let's go."

The fox stood up staggeringly, and suddenly there was a stabbing pain on his knees that had been kneeling for a long time, like a scimitar picking bones, and the pain was so painful in an instant, he gritted his teeth and hummed, and there was a buzzing in his mind, and a thick ink suddenly fell in front of his eyes It seemed pitch black, and he fell down with such a top-heavy body, but his light body fell into a warm and firm embrace in time.

"Hidero?!"

Bai Ze hastily embraced the fox, unable to stop his falling body as if his bones were pulled out, he felt that he was holding a small hot stove in his arms, that person seemed to have been scorching under the sun for several hours, but there was no trace of sweat on his body. , He was startled, and looked down, the fox in his arms had already closed his eyes tightly, frowning lightly, unconscious.

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【Small Theater/Children's Day is here】

Fox: Bai Ze, Bai Ze, what gift are you going to give me...

Bai Ze: How old are you, over 1000 years old? (raise eyebrow)

Fox: Huh╭(╯^╰)╮, I don’t care, I want a gift!

Bai Ze: Then... I'll give you a little fox cub, okay? (Pounces on the fox)

Fox: Ah!etc! !Don't lift my tail! ! ! Σ(°△°|||)︴

a few months later.

Bai Ze lay on the bed and stroked the fox's chubby white belly with a satisfied face.

"How is it? Baby, do you still like my gift?"

"_, fuck this fox..."