The Pretty Fox and the Lone Wolf

The word "revenge" is too heavy, it should not appear in Lu Geshi's words.

Lu Geshi grew up under the expectation and gaze of the gods, and is the only existence recognized by them.His hair is a fiery orange-red, but his soul is as pure as white snow.

He may be sad, but he should not be resentful.

At least before this, everyone took it for granted.

So when Lu Gezhi said with red eyes that he wanted "revenge", even Quan Rui, who was the most talkative on weekdays, lost his words for a moment and looked at the others at a loss.

Hu Ce tentatively said: "Ge Shi, you, calm down first, maybe there is still residual demon power in your body..." "I know what I'm doing!" Lu Geshi eagerly clenched Fang Yousheng's hand, Hope at least he can trust his decision, "I... dreamed about him."

Fang Yousheng hesitated, "Who?"

Lu Geshi's chest rose and fell, and his throat looked like a fishbone that couldn't go up or down, piercing his fragile throat with his trembling breathing.

He couldn't say the name, and he said after a long time:

"Isn't there someone who hasn't shown up all day today?"

"Lianghan?" Hu Ce waved his hand, "No, it's impossible! He went down the mountain to see the other little demons off today, and he remembers everything about us very clearly - because I noticed his change, I've tried it a long time ago. passed him."

Fang Yousheng said: "But if you are proficient in the soul-changing technique... it is not impossible to steal his memory."

Hu Ce: "You also said to be proficient. He stays in this gang all day long. Is it possible?"

"Otherwise, who else could there be?" Lu Gezhi asked back, "Brother Hu, you know that too, don't you? The only one who needs me like this is Hu Lianghan. In this gang, I am the most useless existence. Besides him, who else would want to rely on me?"

It has been like this since childhood.

Obviously Hu Lianghan is the "brave and mighty" tiger, but he always likes to follow behind Lu Geshi, who is a head shorter than him, for which he is often scolded and whipped by Hu Ce.

After Hu Ce left, during the days when Lu Geshi was being bullied, although Hu Lianghan never stood up for him, he would give his own food to the little fox, go to the woods to pick flowers for him, and use himself to warm the new The quilt was replaced by the dilapidated straw mat that Lu Geshi was forced to sleep on.

Hu Lianghan's liking for Lu Geshi was written on his face and on the bright side, so when he knew that someone was spying on him, even though he realized that Hu Lianghan was a little different today, he never doubted him.

Who would have thought that this would be the case.

Facing Lu Geshi's pressing question, Hu Ce couldn't answer a single word—the little fox was right, there were so many convoluted reasons, he just didn't want to believe it.

He raised Hu Lianghan as his own younger brother for more than ten years, how could he accept that what he faced after a long absence was actually a corpse?

It was even equivalent to him indirectly killing Hu Lianghan.

"There must be other choices." Hu Ce said, "Even if the one lying there is Lianghan, can we just exchange their souls back? She Xianhai will be the one who dies?"

Fang Yousheng turned his head weakly, did not meet the hopeful gaze cast on him, and said as lightly as possible: "When you die, your soul has already dissipated."

As if to confirm what they said, the living Hu Lianghan did not show up until the next day when they were about to leave for Beijing.

The huge coffin dragged by the carriage was extremely heavy, and there were two crooked marks on the soft and muddy mountain road due to the early morning drizzle.There was silence inside and outside the carriage, no one was crying, only the occasional cuckoo's cries echoed in the smoky blue sky, cutting the pedestrian's heart into scattered pieces.

Only the members of the funeral team would smile a little from the bottom of their hearts when they saw them, but they quickly restrained themselves and said something like "the dead rest in peace" against their will.

The moment before Fang Yousheng was about to step into the store, Hu Ce stopped him and said, "Let's bury him first, and we can talk about it after the ceremony is over." When the funeral team heard this, they said anxiously: "Guest officer, how can there be such a saying? ? You may not understand, the first seven must..."

Hu Ce glanced at him blankly, and the man stopped talking, not daring to raise any objections.

Hu Ce probably wanted to bury Hu Lianghan's body, not that of She Xianhai in front of him.Fang Yousheng nodded, quickly completed the formalities, and asked people to bury She Xianhai's body in a suburb not far away; he also ordered another tombstone with Hu Lianghan's name written on it.

Just when another family was having a funeral, the unreasonable sound of the suona broke into the eardrum, Lu Geshi trembled all over, and looked outside——

A group of people in sackcloth and filial piety followed the band in a long line, all weeping and crying loudly-as if they could be heard by the people sleeping in the coffin.

The sight in front of him was suddenly blocked, and it was Fang Yousheng's generous palm that was placed in front of his eyes.

"Let's go home."

Fang Yousheng said.

A group of people drove separately for a short time. Li Yan wanted to take the luggage to Tianrui Mountain, so he took the horses and chariots away.Lu Geshi silently followed Fang Yousheng, not sweet and sour jujube cakes, beautiful accessories, or delicate toys. The warm yellow sun fell on his cheeks, but there was no color.

"Would you like to have some porridge at night?" Fang Yousheng asked him, "Eat a little, it will hurt your stomach."

"Then eat it when it hurts." Lu Geshi wrapped his arms around Fang Yousheng's shoulders, "I just can't eat it."

Fang Yousheng looked into Lu Geshi's clear eyes, and said softly for a moment, "You can cry."

Lu Geshi's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the corners of his eyes became a little moist. He blinked and swallowed his tears back into his stomach.

"You can't cry yet." Lu Geshi pursed his lips and said, "Once you cry, you won't be able to stop."

Fang Yousheng is still not used to this kind of Lu Gezhi, but he was not in a hurry to give the little fox an idea, he just asked, "What do you plan to do?"

"You said... where did he learn the soul-changing technique?" Lu Geshi turned over the scroll on the desk and asked in confusion, "It can't be a demon, could it be a Taoist?"

"I'm afraid he's not a three-legged cat Taoist priest who can teach him this kind of witchcraft," Fang Yousheng said.

Lu Geshi's expression was unprecedentedly serious: "He told Brother Hu that he would go down the mountain to see him off in the next few days. Maybe he doesn't know the current situation, and he will probably come back."

Fang Yousheng looked at the focused Lu Geshi, and was distracted inappropriately, and received a punch from the little fox.

Lu Geshi blamed: "Are you listening to me?"

"I'm listening." Fang Yousheng touched the back of his neck guiltily, "I just didn't expect us to think the same thing."

"You always think that I don't understand anything." Lu Geshi folded and flattened the corners of the pages, and muttered, "Think of me as a fool." Fang Yousheng immediately kissed the little fox's hair in a panic: "Why? only……"

"You just want to protect me." Lu Geshi answered, holding Fang Yousheng's hand on his waist with slender fingers, "But now, I can no longer be a little fox who doesn't know anything."

"He's my friend."

[The author has something to say:

Two more later~]