Zhu Fan bit his lip, looked at him with a red face, and then nodded: "...... Willing. ”

If she can make him not uncomfortable and not sick, she can do anything, although she doesn't know what to do, but as long as he speaks, she agrees unconditionally!

The more Hu Zhiyi looked at her, the more he felt ironed in his heart, and Zhu Fan couldn't help but ask: "That...... What am I going to do? ”

The man immediately laughed when he heard this, relaxed his body again and leaned on her small shoulder, exhaled a burst of fragrant breath, and said, "Hmm...... Like the third uncle a little more, if you like it, you can cure the third uncle's disease. ”

The disease that can't live without her.

Zhu Fan still didn't understand much, but after thinking about it, he still nodded, "Okay, I know, I will definitely like you more and more in the future, I must like me more than you, and cure your illness!" ”

Zhu Fan thought that the "illness" in his mouth referred to his physical illness.

Fox Zhiyi didn't explain, hooked his lips and hugged her and closed his eyes, enjoying the rare time the two of them were alone.

Zhu Fan didn't want to mess with him, thinking that he was tired, so he didn't move anymore, let him lean on himself, and tilted his head to rub his face.

After a while, she thought the man was asleep, and tried to whisper, but the man responded in a low voice.

Zhu Fan didn't speak, looking at the top of the bed and didn't know what he was thinking, Fox Zhiyi opened his eyes and looked at her like this, and suddenly thought of her appearance after incarnation, and was shocked, and asked: "Fan'er...... What are you thinking? ”

With a tentative, uncertain tone.

Fox Zhi also thought, Zhan Shen said that the person he saw hundreds of years ago was similar to Fan'er, but that person was not conscious at all, his Fan'er was different, and Fan'er was conscious even if he became like that.

He wondered with some concern, would she just become the same person she was then, if not like that, without warning?

But fortunately, what Hu Zhiyi was worried about did not happen, after he finished asking, the little girl looked sideways at him, looked at him for a while and said, "Third uncle, arc...... He's dead. ”

For a moment, she was fine just now, but at this moment, her eyes were red, and a moment of effort was full of tears.

Zhu Fan didn't know what was wrong with her, it wasn't that she hadn't seen dead cats and four dogs before, but there had never been such an uncomfortable time as now, as long as she thought that the fiery little guy was gone, her heart couldn't stop hurting, and she couldn't breathe in pain.

The curvature of the corners of Fox Zhiyi's lips gradually narrowed, and she watched as the tears slipped through the corners of her eyes and finally landed on the bed.

"It's not uncomfortable," he said, taking her into his arms and letting her lean against his arms, but his body couldn't help but tense.

Zhu Fan seemed to vent all the grievances and discomforts of the past few days, grabbed his clothes, choked up so much, no matter how the man comforted him, the tears just didn't stop.

Fox Zhiyi simply stopped talking, hugged her and let her cry, he knew that his family was originally a person who valued love and righteousness, if it weren't for those people who forced people to such a point, why would she be like this.

"You...... Why do you ...... Why ......"

She wept and slurred her words, tears wetting the man's chest, but she didn't seem to let go.

Fox Zhiyi lowered his head and asked gently, "What does Fan'er want to say?" ”

Zhu Fan shook his head and cried even harder, "You bastard...... Why ......"

Fox Zhi also thought that what she said was that he went out without saying hello, and said again and again: "Yes, yes, I'm a bastard, the bastard bullied you and made you uncomfortable, you hit the bastard, and you will never fight back." ”

As he spoke, he really took the little hand that grabbed him and beckoned to his face.

Zhu Fan was willing to hit him, broke free of his hand and hugged his neck, and crawled on him vigorously, drilling.

The fox also let her, coaxing her to pat her on the back like a child, "Fan'er, the third uncle will not be like this in the future, don't cry, okay?" ”

As soon as she cried, he felt pain in his heart.

She's right, he's such a bastard, she's cried like this before, but since she's been with him, she seems to have cried for him a lot, he's ...... What bastard things they've done!

However, the more he coaxed, the more Zhu Fan cried, and the warm tears flowed into his neck, becoming cold and cold, and his heart twitched together.

Wangsheng and Fang'er still heard movement outside, and Fang'er couldn't help but ask: "You see that Miss Zhu is crying like this, why don't we go in and have a look?" ”

Wang Sheng turned his head, glanced at her, and said, "Don't be, that's the heart and soul of our young master, in order to see people, he even made such a thing as pretending to be sick, in order to deceive the little girl's sympathy, let's go in, won't we destroy the young master's plan?" ”

Fang'er frowned and nodded slowly, "That's right, but our young master can be regarded as having made a lot of money this time, and he is usually a precious person, and he is willing to cry so much at this time, and he is estimated to be distressed to death." ”

"That's it," Wang Sheng chuckled, sighed and bent his legs to support his chin with his hands, "I hope nothing will happen in this village, at least I will have to wait for a year and a half, and when the young master's body and bones are completely healed, he can take Miss Zhu away." ”

As soon as she talked about this, Fang'er couldn't help but sigh, "Yes, since we came here, it doesn't seem to have stopped, when I went out yesterday, I was still listening to them talk about the monster in the back mountain, you said that it has been a long time since I found out anything, I have been living in such a place, I have never been at peace in my heart." ”

Wang Sheng squinted at her, fell into silence, and then said, "That's it, at least for now, there will always be a way." ”

Fang'er raised her eyes to look at him and didn't speak.

In the house, Zhu Fan cried and hiccuped, and the fox also gave her a good breath, so he had no choice but to block the small mouth with his lips, but because she was crying so that her nose was stuffy and she couldn't breathe at all, so he had to let go of the person, and the jade face was anxious.

"Fan'er, don't cry, okay, the third uncle's heart is about to be broken by your crying, can you pity the poor third uncle?"

The thousand-year-old silver fox has always been a woman to please him, when he coaxed people in such a low voice, he was self-taught, and there was a limit, so in this case, he was really a little panicked.

I couldn't help but say in my heart: It's just a fox, even if this girl really thinks that the fox is like him without knowing it, she doesn't need to be so sad, right?

He shouldn't be the kind of person who cries like this for a dead fox.

In a hurry, the little girl suddenly stopped crying, choked vigorously, looked up at him, and then reached out to touch his face.

The fox didn't know what she was doing, she just thought that she had listened to the persuasion and stopped crying, and felt that she hadn't seen him for so many days, and she must have felt that she was dreaming at this time.

However, before he could speak, the little girl's hand on his face suddenly slammed into his face, and he couldn't help frowning in pain, grabbed her hand, and couldn't help laughing, "Fan'er, what are you doing?" ”

Don't you want to use his pain to confirm whether you are in a dream or in reality? His Fan'er, should he be so cute.

Zhu Fan was grabbed by him, his eyes were hazy with tears, and he looked at it for a while before opening his mouth, with a thick nasal voice, "Third uncle, Arc is dead." ”

Hu Zhiyi's heart hurt again, let go of her hand, and took his arm to hug her, "Well, I know, Fan'er said it." ”

All the things that should be said have been said, and the words of comfort have been said a lot, and at the moment he doesn't know what to say except this.

Zhu Fan pursed his lips to prevent himself from crying, tightly wrapped his waist and didn't let go, endured a pain in his throat for a while, and then struggled in his arms, whispering to himself: "You...... It's really my third uncle......"

She spoke so quietly that she couldn't even hear herself, not to mention that she was still buried in the man's arms, and the man couldn't hear her clearly, just because she was sad about the little fox's death.

At noon, Hu Zhiyi asked Wang Sheng to go to Zhu Fan's house to say hello, and said that the old lady would leave her here for a while, and lunch would naturally be eaten here.

Zhu Fan didn't say anything to him, because he was tired of crying, he finally fell asleep here, and when he woke up, it was past noon.

Her eyes ached, she got up and didn't see the patient on the bed, so she sat up in a hurry to look for it, and then saw the person holding the scroll in front of the bookcase.

Mo Shangren is like jade, and the son is unparalleled in the world.

The bookcase leaned against the window, the sunlight happened to sprinkle on the window frame, sporadically cast on his face, the wind blew, driving the ink-like hair that fell to his ears, and the calm temperament was a precious jade that had been precipitated for many years, warm and precious.

He is like the person sitting in the painting, just so quiet to stay there, it is a beautiful landscape, time seems to stop at this moment, as if only looking at him like this, and the years are quiet.

As if sensing that someone was looking at him, he raised his head, his eyes were like stars, and he was smiling, like a blowing breeze.

"Awake?" The man smiled, and the corners of his lips bloomed like a flower.

Hearing the voice, Zhu Fan suddenly came back to his senses, his face was uncomfortable for a moment, and he felt that his eyes were astringent, and he raised his hand to rub it after saying "um".

"Don't move," Fox also got up, brought a basin from the pear blossom wooden shelf on the side and put it on the stool at the head of the bed, his slender and crystalline hand scooped up the handkerchief inside, wrung it out, and folded it into a square.

Zhu Fan'er closed his eyes vigorously and asked, "I'm sorry for taking up your place and making trouble for you." ”

Originally, he came to see the patient, but he ended up sleeping in his bed.

Fox Zhiyi chuckled, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently applied the folded square handkerchief to her eyes, "You and I have to share each other, seeing you, my illness will be half cured, Fan'er doesn't need to blame himself, use hot water to compress it, it will be better." ”

The warm heat smoked on her eyelids, clearly closed, but Zhu Fan felt that the heat had smoked on her eyes, which was clear and gentle, but it stimulated her to cry again.