Did your soul meet me, or did I take you as a wind that was deliberately intruding on my dreams?

The sun is shining, and the drunken lord is bustling with people.

Dressed in red, she leaned lazily on the railing of the second floor, quite bored. Under the seductive makeup, there is a slight frown.

The people on the street didn't say a word, they just hurried from one end of the street to the other, and then hurried back.

"Boring, these snakes, insects, rats and ants, there is no half fun!" The woman spoke, her voice as pleasant as a silver bell. With a flick of the slender jade hand, the things around him turned into mud and sand, and disappeared with the wind.

It turned out to be nothing more than a ruined wall.

A red fox rides on a branch, rests her head at the fork, and flicks her big furry tail in boredom.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Ahh!!h ”

The leaves shook violently.

"My aunt! Can you let the old decay sleep lazily? Do you have to dangle your tail next to my nose? ”

The red fox sighed lightly again: "Grandpa Tree, it's not fun here, I want to go out and have a look." ”

An old man's face conjured up on the trunk of the tree. A twig entwined the red fox and threw it lightly. The red fox deftly rolled over and landed firmly on the ground.

"No, I can't. It's dangerous out there. Hunters' bows and arrows, traps, bloodthirsty hounds, each enough to leave you dead without a place to bury...... Remember the scar on your butt? ”

The red fox used its snow-white claws to play with the ants on the ground, and when one ant lost food, it was so anxious that it spun around in circles and waved its fist at the red fox.

"I'm different now! It's been 500 years, and I'm not afraid to meet hunters! The red fox stretched out his claws and crushed the ant to death. The rest of the ants fled.

"So it's more dangerous out there, and it's not just the hunters who want to deal with you. Do you know what they call you? …… Monster. ”

“…… Alas...... "The red fox climbed up the tree again, "It's annoying, I've been shedding a little bit lately, is it because I haven't slept enough?" ”

The branches and leaves of the tree were woven into a hammock, and the red fox curled up in it, trying to have a beautiful dream......

In my dreams there was a rustling sound of the wind blowing. It was as if there was a hand caressing her head, and it was a very gentle touch. She opened her eyes slightly, the moonlight shone into her eyes, she muttered something, and the branches and leaves of the big tree covered her, blocking the wind and moon.

She fell asleep peacefully.