CHAPTER XXXVI

Yin Yufu breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, unable to vent, looking at the wound on her hand, her heart became more and more aggrieved, and the wound began to ache faintly again, and her whole body was uncomfortable, and there was no place to feel good.

Sleeping unsteadily on the bed, other wounds on his body are also painful, Yin Yufu's arm is like a fire, burning badly, no matter how he turns over, his heart seems to be thinking about something, and his headache is uncomfortable, but he can't sleep.

The originally dark sky began to gradually brighten, and the first rays of sunlight in the morning had just broken free of the thick clouds, and when it shot into the window, Yin Yufu had already gotten up, put on a white coat, pushed open the door and walked out.

Quietly outside the door, they are still asleep, the surrounding flowers and plants are carrying dewdrops, a cool breeze blows on the body, Yin Yufu unconsciously tightens the clothes on her body, her steps seem to be pulled by someone, and she unconsciously walked to the door of Rouge and stood outside.

The sky is still a little dark, the light is not very bright, everything around is hazy, Yin Yufu's hands are tightly gripping her clothes, there are many wrinkles on her clothes, and the back of her hands is white and tense.

The paper window blocked the view inside, and he could only vaguely see the overlapping figures inside, the candlelight inside was swaying, and the figure was hit on the window, which was not very real, but this was enough to make Yin Yufu's mind collapse.

With the swaying of the candlelight, the figure on the paper window was also swaying, piercing Yin Yufu's heart again and again, obviously wanting to control himself from looking, but his eyes seemed to be stuck, and he was stinged again and again, but he didn't look away again and again.

Yin Yufu didn't know what was going on inside, she didn't know what the two of them were doing inside, and she didn't dare to continue to let go of her imagination, under such emotions now, no matter what she looked at, it was with a layer of ambiguous color, and there was no way to calm down and think about things.

I don't know how long I stood there, it seemed to have become a sculpture, Yin Yufu's legs were also a little unconscious, and the wind that came out blew away the things in Yin Yufu's mind, and gently shook her head a few times, hiding all those thoughts.

The figures on the paper window were still overlapping, and the corners of Yin Yufu's mouth hooked up a stiff smile, and she didn't come forward to knock on the door, nor did she make a sound, as if she had never been there, and left alone.

The steps under her feet were a little messy, Yin Yufu didn't know where to go, she was a little aimless, stepping on the yellowed grass under her feet, without the slightest destination.

There are many mountains nearby, overlapping, there is no end, the mountainsides are all green, and the leaves stretch their waists, sucking in the fresh air.

I don't know how many roads I have walked out, Yin Yufu was tired of walking, so she casually found a hill and sat down, her eyes were a little sloppy, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

The sky began to whiten, and the originally dark sky was cut open, and the gaps became larger and larger, as if torn from the inside, and the light began to penetrate through, and the sky became a little brighter.

The light came down without hesitation, Yin Yufu's body was a little brighter, and the surrounding scenery was also a little more luster, ready to inherit the morning light.

Yin Yufu wrapped herself tightly, sitting on a piece of soft grass, the sun was around her, as if giving a warm hug, the mountain was bathed in a little sunshine, the darkness began to be expelled, and the light ushered in an irresistible attitude, expelling all the coldness and bringing some vitality.

The wind blowing was not as cold as the first, there was more warmth, with the smell of the sun, Yin Yufu's clothes were blown up, as if dancing with the breeze, undulating a few times and hanging straight down, obediently on the body, no longer floating.

Yin Yufu's eyes looked straight at the mountain in front of him, maybe in a relatively high position, the other scenery was like a shrunken section, neatly placed together, like a child's gadgets, the scenery on the other mountains was gradually appearing in front of him, those hazy smoke was expelled, the air contained a slow damp smell, and the unique fragrance of the earth.

I don't know when, there was a little white fox curled up at Yin Yufu's feet, with snow-white hair all over her body, without a trace of impurities, like psychic, very obediently lying at Yin Yufu's feet, quietly accompanied, not hiding or making a sound, accompanied by Yin Yufu in a daze.

Yin Yufu's mind was so confused that she didn't notice when there was an inexplicable fox under her feet, she just wrapped her arms around herself, her heart became more and more chaotic, those shots kept playing, and those pictures were played back in front of her over and over again.

The corners of her eyes moistened a little, and a few tears under the corners of Yin Yufu's eyes were dried up on her cheeks by the wind, she had always been calm and arrogant, but she would hide in a place where no one was, crying quietly alone, licking her wounds.

The little white fox seemed to be able to feel Yin Yufu's emotional changes, stretched out his paws, licked his snow-white paws a few times, and then rubbed his pointed face, squinted his eyes slightly, rubbed Yin Yufu's feet, and gently rubbed up and down a few times through the skirt.

Yin Yufu's mind is on the body of the colt and rouge, and the emotional changes during this period of time are also inseparable from these things, the more she thinks about these things, the more messy her heart is, like a tangled embroidery thread, and she can't find out which side is the head and which side is the end.

The little white fox's wet eyes blinked a few times, and his body was almost licked clean, no matter how he rubbed Yin Yufu's heels, he couldn't call her back from a daze, the little white fox didn't know what to think, stood up from Yin Yufu's side, walked not far away, and bit off a flower that had just bloomed with his sharp mouth.

With light steps, the little white fox walked to Yin Yufu's side, lowered his head gently, and put the flower in his mouth aside, obviously knowing that Yin Yufu couldn't see what was on the ground, but he stubbornly pushed it with his mouth a few times, and the dusty flower moved forward a few points.

Yin Yufu wiped the corners of her eyes, the white handkerchief was stained with a little white crystal liquid, sighed leisurely, looked at the green woods in the distance, and had mixed feelings in her heart.

She didn't know what kind of mentality to use to face the colt, after all, these things had already happened, they were already in front of her, even if she wanted to ignore them, she couldn't change the fact of things.

Should she continue to choose to forgive, or do something scathing, now, she can't even find someone who can tell her bitterness in her heart, and she doesn't know what to do, or do nothing, and she feels that the road ahead is like a layer of smoke, and she can't see anything clearly.

I don't know if it's a problem with the surrounding atmosphere, the little white fox's eyes also seem to be covered with a layer of smoke, looking a little embarrassed, the white hair on his body is obedient to his body, and his whole body is lying on the ground, with a little sadness in his eyes.

As if it was just an illusion, the little white fox's eyes were a little crystalline, and then it seeped into the white hair, disappeared, and whimpered softly from time to time, as if to soothe Yin Yufu.

No matter how you look at the mountain in the distance, it is like that, it doesn't move or change, it stays there quietly, Yin Yufu has been looking at it for a long time, her eyes are very sore, and she feels a little tired, she retracts her gaze, her body is a little cold, and when she wants to stand up and leave, she has some strange feelings under her feet.

As soon as I lowered my head, I saw the well-behaved little white fox, the little white fox didn't dodge, didn't get up, just quietly opened its black pupils, and looked at Yin Yufu, his eyes were full of agility, well-behaved and lovely.

Yin Yufu wanted to get up, but when she saw the little guy next to her, she sat back again, stretched out her hand, and gently stroked the soft hair a few times, and the little white fox did not dodge, with Yin Yufu's every light touch, her eyes narrowed slightly into a slit, and she whimpered very much.

The little white fox is psychic, the moment Yin Yufu saw it, she already had such a thought in her heart, she helplessly pulled the corners of her mouth, rubbed the little white fox's head, and now she has fallen into the bleak situation of chatting with a little white fox.

The little white fox felt the palm of Yin Yufu that was leaving, and was a little reluctant, straightened up, rubbed a few times in the palm of Yin Yufu's hand, and stared at Yin Yufu with wet eyes.

The sun's rays had completely pierced the clouds, leaving no darkness behind, and the coldness was banished, leaving only the bright sunshine, which hit all the places where it could be blessed, and the surrounding plants were awakened and began to stretch their waists to welcome the new day.

The hair on the little white fox's body also reflected the dazzling light, the shiny hair became more and more dense, and the small body leaned on Yin Yufu's body, I don't know if it was related to her, and I refused to leave for a long time, greedy for the residual temperature of Yin Yufu's palm.

Yin Yufu was also very happy with the little white fox in front of her, this was a consolation for her low period, she reached out and rubbed the hair of the little white fox and gently hugged the little white fox into her arms, the little white fox did not resist, quietly let Yin Yufu's actions, rubbed her head a few times, and stayed in her arms peacefully, not moving.

One person and one fox, snuggling up to each other, giving each other warmth, those blowing with cool wind, as if also warmed a little, gently blowing on the body, picking up a few strands of hair, hitting the body of the little white fox, and those soft white hair, entangled.

Yin Yufu's hand caressed the little white fox one by one, the surrounding leaves rustled, and everything seemed to be a little more harmonious.