The big guys think I'm a male fox

"Bi Shou."

Bi Shou was gently shaken awake, and immediately after, warm water approached his mouth.

"Drink some water."

He drank the water in a daze, then fell back into the bed again, sleeping unconsciously.

In the dimness, someone got into the bed, hugged him forcefully into a warm embrace, and kissed his forehead over and over again, as if he couldn't love enough.

Even in his sleep, Bi Shou knows who is holding him.

He put his face on Yin Bin's neck, closed his eyes, and acted like a baby dreaming: "It hurts to death."

The big hand caressed his brows and eyes affectionately, and he still complained in a muttering voice: "My throat hurts too, I'm exhausted, and my whole body hurts!"

Yin Bin was not angry when he was complained, and kissed his eyes again, and asked him softly, "Are you hungry?"

There was no need for Bi Shou to answer, he had already heard the cries of the glutton in the little fox's stomach, and got up with a smile to take out the cold breakfast and heat it in the microwave.

"The wound on your back..." Bi Shou sat up from the bed, staring blankly at the huge wound on Yin Bin's back that spanned the entire back.

Yin Bin only wore his trousers loosely, and his upper body was naked, and he was warming milk for Bi Shou. When he asked about the injury on his back, he just smiled and didn't answer.

Even if he didn't answer, Bi Shou knew that it was the scar from being struck by lightning. He had the same scar on his body for a long time after he broke the level a year ago.

He recalled his unscathed breakthrough last time, and suddenly understood many things.

"It was you... helped me block the thunder?"

His voice was still hoarse due to Meng Lang's behavior not long ago, and he spoke with a hint of innocent charm.

Yin Bin came to the bedside with milk and breakfast. Hearing his question, he answered casually: "I'm not helping you either. Maybe it's because I did too many bad things in the past. It's just a thunderbolt."

He put the breakfast plate on the bedside table, first fed Bi Shou a few sips of milk, then picked up the sandwich and handed it to Bi Shou.

A doting posture that wants Bi Shoufan to open his mouth.

Bi Shou looked at him, as if he had a lot to say in his eyes, he ate the sandwich bite by bite, and took a sip of the milk he was handed over from time to time.

Yin Bin was doing such a thing of serving people, but he looked satisfied, and even carefully wiped Bi Shou's mouth with a tissue.

Bi Shou wanted to cry a few times, but held back well.

"You shouldn't be so nice to me," he said.

"If it's not good for you, who is it good for?" Yin Bin smiled.

He just took the little fox into his own and confirmed his sovereignty. Now he likes it more and more, and he can't wait to make him smaller and put it in his pocket, and carry it 24 hours a day.

Hearing what he said, Bi Shou didn't seem happy on his face.

He stretched out his arms and hugged Yin Bin's lean waist, as if he couldn't see enough, he raised his head and stared at Yin Bin for a long time.

"I like you so much," he said.

He has said that he likes it many times, but he still can't convey the heat in his heart, so he can only hug Yin Bin tightly, praying that he can understand his heart.

"Whispering." Yin Bin lowered his head and scratched that small nose, "Why are you so clingy? It's not like you won't be able to hug her in the future."

Wen Yan Bishou withdrew his hand silently, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

"What?" Yin Bin keenly noticed the strange expression on his face, "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

The corners of Bi Shou's lips trembled, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

"There is no future..." He stared into those black eyes, trying to calm down his voice, "I want... to use the Oblivion Curse on you."

He choked up and finished these words, watching helplessly that the soft love in Yin Bin's eyes, which could not be hidden, was gradually replaced by coldness.

Yin Bin didn't ask him why, nor was he furious like he thought.

He looked at Bi Shou with disbelief and disappointment.

"So..." He laughed dryly twice, "You made such a devotion drama to make up for me?"

Bi Shou suppressed tears and shook his head vigorously.

"What else could that mean? Leave a thought for yourself?"

He twitched the corner of his mouth, "How am I doing? Are humans fun for you?"

"No..." Bi Shou knew that he was injured, and his heart ached so much that he couldn't speak, so he could only shake his head, "It's not like this..."

"You said it!" Yin Bin clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead were exposed, he gritted his teeth, and looked at Bi Shou bitterly, "It was you who said that I would never let me forget you!"

"What do you take me for? What do you take yourself for?"

"Chi Bishou, you little liar."

Bi Shou bit her lips to hold back her tears.

Don't cry, he told himself, don't cry.

If he cried, Yin Bin would soften his heart and would not be willing to scold him again.

Yin Bin is too gentle, he is not worthy of Yin Bin's so much tenderness.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Yin Bin's ferocious face also subsided little by little, and changed into an indifferent face, and opened his hands to him, as if welcoming death: "You do it."

Bi Shou got up from the bed and dressed awkwardly. The mottled traces of love on his fair skin were imprinted in Yin Bin's eyes. He closed his eyes and refused to look.

He heard the slightly hobbled footsteps coming towards him.

With a cool feeling, Bi Shou's fingertips gently caressed his cheek.

He thought it was to cast a spell, but he didn't expect that slender body to fall heavily into his arms the next moment.

Hearing the cries of the little fox, he couldn't help hugging the trembling body after all.

"I'm sorry." Bi Shou stretched out his hand to his forehead, choked up, "I'm sorry."

"I really like you." The fox's voice was right next to his ear, with the hoarseness of being loved by him, "but you will definitely meet someone you like more, so it doesn't matter, even if you forget me, it does not matter."

He didn't know whether he wanted to convince Yin Bin or himself, as if to cheer himself up, he said repeatedly: "It's okay, forget me, and no one will hurt you, it's okay, it's okay."

That cold finger pressed Yin Bin's forehead, and suddenly he felt like a gust of cold wind swept into his chest, rolling up all the memories related to this stupid vixen, wanting to Rip them all away from his body.

He suddenly became ruthless, hugged the idiot in his arms tightly, gritted his teeth in his ear and said, "It's okay, you can just recite your nonsense spells."

"You can run away, go to cultivate immortality and accumulate virtue, and practice abstinence. But you are my fox, even if I forget, you will not forget."

"I will definitely find you again."

At the last moment before he fell into the darkness, he felt a soft little hand insert his fingers into his, and firmly held his hand with fingers interlocking.

Yes, they had kissed so many times, and even done more intimate things, but they had never held hands as freely as other people, he suddenly thought.

kiss?holding hands?with who?

He doesn't remember anymore.