"Xiaobai, those people are coming, getting closer and closer, I have a bad premonition. A gentle voice rang out from the rooftop.

The roof is a flat and clean rooftop, on which a warm and comfortable hut is built with tempered glass, and the outside of the house is hung with evergreen potted plants for shading, and the coffee table and hammock in the house are all furnished.

The builder of this hut must be a person with a delicate mind and a heart who knows how to live.

It was midnight, and the moon was hidden in the clouds, giving the stars a chance to compete for glory.

In the glass hut, there is a teenager-like person lying in a hammock quietly looking at the deep starry sky. A black cat sat on a coffee table next to it, looking through the glass at the lights of thousands of homes.

......

It's just an ordinary town, and boys of the same age occasionally meet for a drink.

Today is Qin Fan's birthday, and it is inevitable that he will be taken out by a bunch of friends to drink some wine to celebrate, as a birthday star, this toast a cup and that toast, come and go, Qin Fan will be drunk.

"Ahem——, I'm home...... Home, you...... Go back, I can do it myself, go back to ...... Let's go back!" The drunken Qin Fan held on to the door and pushed the neighbor's brother who wanted to send him into the house out, "Let's go, don't worry...... I'm not drunk, it's fine. ”

It didn't look like he was fine, but he was so stubborn, and the neighbor's brother couldn't hold on anymore, frowned, and left step by step.

Qin Fan, just like his name, is a very ordinary big boy, if there is anything extraordinary, it is probably that he is an orphan.

Ten years ago, he came to this town at the age of twelve, and the house he lives in now originally had an old man living in Qin Fan's grandmother.

Qin Fan, who went abroad with his parents since he was a child, rarely saw his grandmother, and he did not have a deep impression of this kind old man, until his parents died in a car accident abroad, and he was only twelve years old when he was sent back to China by his parents' former friends, and he was able to live with this only relative again.

However, there were unforeseen circumstances, and the days when the ancestors and grandchildren depended on each other only lasted for two years, and grandma died of a strange illness, and Qin Fan lost his relatives again, which was also the last time he lost his blood relatives.

The grandparents and grandchildren are usually very good to their neighbors, and after the old man died, the neighbors also took great care of Qin Fan.

Qin Fan himself is also strong and optimistic, the departure of his relatives did not crush his belief in survival, and children of the same age did not alienate and snub him because of his tragic situation, but took care of him everywhere, otherwise there would not have been that scene of turning back three times at a time.

"Qin Fan is back, you can go and take a look. "It's that gentle voice again.

When the boy heard her command, he quickly got up from the hammock, rushed out of the glass hut like the wind, and disappeared on the roof in the blink of an eye.

......

Qin Fan, a drunken ghost who was swaying three times, was trying to move himself back to the bedroom, when suddenly, someone knocked him on the neck with a hand knife, and the force was just enough to make him faint.

Hu Xiaobai carried Qin Fan to the bedroom, gently folded the quilt for him, and looked at the sleeping Qin Fan's pale face, and the expressionless cold young man clenched his fists.

"Ahem-" Two more coughs escaped from between Qin Fan's lips and teeth, and they were menacing, with no intention of stopping, as if they had to cough out all the internal organs to be satisfied, and traces of blood oozed from their mouths and noses.

Hu Xiaobai was shocked and hurriedly took out the medicine bottle from the drawer of the bedside table.

Qin Fan coughed so badly that the medicine he fed was spit out several times, and he tossed for a long time, and finally let him take the medicine.

Tucked the quilt for him again, and Hu Xiaobai left the bedroom with a frown.

The night breeze blows into the bedroom quietly cool, a potted plant on the windowsill of the bedroom dances in the wind, and the white light of the street lamp casts the emerald green vine buds with a faint silver white.

There was another sound of conversation on the roof, but Qin Fan, who was sleeping, couldn't hear it.

"Qin Fan's illness has flare up again. The boy was still lying in the hammock, with his head on his hands, looking at the starry sky, and if it weren't for the undissipated smell of wine in the air, no one could have seen that he had just gone to settle a drunkard.

"Qin Fan's symptoms are the same as those of grandma. The gentle voice spoke again, and the voice seemed very lonely, and following the prestige, it was the black cat.

The eyes of the black cat are golden, and inside are the lights of thousands of homes and sadness and loneliness.

The black cat's words finally moved the cold-faced boy.

Hu Xiaobai had never seen his grandmother, but he had heard the people around him mention the kind and amiable old man.

"Grandma has only lasted for two years, Qin Fan has lasted for five years now, and I don't know how long it will last. "Black cats are not human, but they have long been accustomed to human life after getting along with their grandparents and grandchildren over the years.

"It's going to be flat here soon. The black cat's words changed.

"Why don't we take Qin Fan with us. Hu Xiaobai sat up from the hammock.

The black cat felt his gaze and turned to look at him, "He won't agree, there are too many things called memories here." ”

"Just let him forget. Hu Xiaobai didn't care, memory is the easiest thing to eliminate.

The black cat shook his head, "Xiaobai, you have been in human society too little, you don't understand human feelings, and you nine-tailed fox clan don't like to live in groups in the first place, but you remember, you must not use your fox clan's secret skills to force him to forget everything before." ”

If a person has no memory, his life is blank, he does not know who he is, he does not know what he should be nostalgic for in life.

The boy opened his mouth, and wanted to refute, but was choked in his throat by the firmness in the black cat's eyes.

After a long time, the young man said helplessly: "Then we can't watch Qin Fan fall into danger, right?"

"The Nine-Tailed Fox Clan has a spell called the Mind Confusion Spell. The black cat looked at the young man, his eyes were full of hope, after all, the Confusion Spell is not something that all nine-tailed foxes can learn, and only the royal family of the nine-tailed fox can access the secret art of this big clan.

"Yueli, you really have a lot of secrets. The boy lay back in the hammock, and he looked relaxed again.

"Just try your luck. ”

"Good luck. ”

The young man looked at the sky, his expression was flat, he seemed to have always been this unrelated appearance, but behind him, in the gap of the hammock, a snow-white tail was exposed, and that tail was pure white and flawless, without a trace of variegation.

The tail was swinging without a match, and he looked misanthropic with a lack of interest, but the black cat not far from him was relaxed, probably this was their fox clan's natural ability to breathe.

Hu Xiaobai has been at Qin Fan's house for three years, he was picked up by Qin Fan, he was dying at that time, it was Qin Fan who saved him, he was very grateful, but he is a nine-tailed fox, living in groups is not his habit, he can run away at any time, but in the end he stayed, because there are many interesting things in this place, which makes him reluctant to leave for a while, even if there is a big disaster here.