"Why are you here again?"

"I'm going to see him and see if he's doing well."

"You're not human."

"Yes, I'm not human, but how many men haven't had dreams of being seduced by a vixen?"

"You're annoying."

"It's almost as annoying as you."

The white fox sat by the windowsill, holding a cigarette in his hand, wearing a very exaggerated night dress of the last century, looking like Anita Mui's photo.

Little Lori sat at her desk in her bedroom with a homework book in front of her.

"She has to go to bed before ten o'clock, and when you come, I have to come out to watch you, and I have to help her with her schoolboy homework."

"I think you're having fun."

"You can see that?"

"yes, I see, but I have to warn you of one thing, I've heard of some ghosts who suffer some assimilation of the host's consciousness and end up making themselves mentally ill."

What the white fox doesn't know is that

There was really such a person in Tongcheng before, who was almost insane, and was finally crossed in the womb of Boss Zhou.

"You don't understand."

"I know, are you envious of her life, longing for her life, and even, fantasizing about whether you can live again in this way?

Saying

Did you lack father's love and mother's love in your previous life, and your learning conditions were not very good? ”

Not many people know about these things.

Little Lori glanced at the location of the windowsill and did not answer.

"I guessed, it's obvious, you're dreaming, this is not the kind of 'rebirth', this dream is too thin to be worth doing."

"You came here at night just to talk to me about psychology?"

"It's not."

"Why is that?"

"I'm afraid."

"Afraid?"

"I didn't know what I was afraid of, but suddenly I was scared.

I used to stay in that club most of the time, except for the occasional visit, I can send him a membership card, and he can also come to my place to spend, just on the side of the highway, near Yangzhou. ”

"I thank you for him."

"No thanks, it should be done."

"You're off topic."

"I'm off topic, where did you just come from? Oh, by the way, I'm not in a very good mood when I'm hot for a while, and I'm in a panic all day long, and I can't even settle down. ”

"Scare yourself?"

"I'm a demon, you're a human ghost, actually, let's be honest, when you're a monster, which one doesn't crawl out of the corpses of other animals?

If you don't have a little bit of agility or something called a sixth sense, you don't know how many times you've died.

You humans always like to use the 'law of the jungle' to lament something,

But I grew up in the old woods, old lady,

If I don't believe my sixth sense, what should I believe? ”

Little Lori shook her head slightly, "So, are you here?" ”

"I'm a little panicked, and I don't want to go back to the old forest, I want to find a nest around here to hide first."

"To the bookstore?"

"It can't be you."

"Actually, I really don't recommend you go to a bookstore."

Because, if something were going to happen in Tongcheng, it would be impossible for the bookstore not to be involved.

moreover

During the day in the bookstore,

Boss Zhou had already clearly told his subordinates and others that a big event might happen after a while, so the crescent moon and their out-of-town ghosts did not go back, but stayed in Tongcheng, ready to accept the summons at any time.

"But I can't think of where I can go, I'm so cute, so cute, I should still be very popular, right?

Whether it's a cute pet or an RBQ,

How many can refuse? ”

Little Lori thought of the flower fox marten that the bookstore had just brought back by the boss today, put down the pencil, and said helplessly:

"There are a lot of animals in the store now."

"Isn't it just a monkey, what, how many more? Your boss doesn't usually look close to women, do you like love that transcends race?

Otherwise, why do you always bring animals to your home? ”

"If you want to go, you can go, I won't stop you."

"Aren't you going?"

"I'll wait for the call."

implication

I'll go again when I need help.

"Well, perhaps, you're the smartest." The white fox walked down from the windowsill and stood in front of a group of rag dolls, casually teasing, "There is such a good excuse and reason to stay away from the land of right and wrong."

But as I said last time, how is it possible to mix well and not get any wet clothes on you?

is like the princesses in the KTV of the club, who only stick to the last bottom line, but they also understand that it is impossible not to be taken advantage of by guests. ”

"I don't need you to teach me what to do."

"Fate is like this, it has been predestined since you were forcibly taken in by him when you were first taken."

"I know."

"No, you don't know, you're a ghost, remove the word 'poor', it's just a 'ghost'.

A ghost, obsessed with the warmth and coldness of the family in the sun, infatuated with a father, infatuated with a bad fate,

I don't need to give examples of similar tragic stories, and I generally know that the ending must be tragic after reading the beginning.

Most importantly, he is not Father G. ”

"Your words, it's too much."

"Okay, okay, don't bother you, I'll go down and see him, okay? After reading it, I left, went to the bookstore, and begged for someone to take me in. ”

Little Lori lowered her head, picked up the pen, and continued to do her homework.

The white fox walked to the door, and his body changed from a human to a white fox, with a crystal clear and soft coat, and the fox's eyes were full of spring water.

She went downstairs and into the living room.

The living room was empty, but the smell of broth filled the air.

In the kitchen, the hostess was still preparing a supper at night, but this supper really didn't match the light at all, she was cooking meat, and the meat was fragrant.

The white fox shook his head, walked to the door of the study, and slipped through the gap.

She saw the man sitting behind the desk looking at the case, he was very serious, frowning slightly, picking up a pen from time to time to write and draw to make notes.

A serious man, the most handsome.

The white fox has lived for a long time, and in her heart, there is naturally no idea of male superiority and inferiority of women, which man dares to force his wife to be a husband in front of her, she doesn't mind making that person inhumane for life.

But she is naturally good at appreciating and observing the so-called "beauty" of men.

The one in front of you,

Undoubtedly a very beautiful one.

His gentleness, his thoughtfulness, his temperament, his elegance,

It's a pity that the Qing Dynasty is gone,

Otherwise, let him be a poor literati showman,

Come to a lakeside encounter,

What a wonderful thing it should be.

The white fox watched quietly at the door, she didn't say anything, in fact, she knew that he should not be sure of his existence.

I watched it like this for a long, long time,

The white fox reluctantly turned around and left,

Wine is a poison that pierces the intestines, and there is a knife on the head of the color word.

The white fox shook his tail,

She was ready to leave,

She needs to seek refuge,

Things that are too gentle and beautiful are often also fragile places.

She came to the living room again,

I saw the hostess carrying a large pot of broth on the coffee table.

However, what is somewhat surprising is that next to the broth, there are also a few light side dishes.

The hostess should be much better than before, but some habits that are almost in her bones still seem to be impossible to change, for example, she likes to make broth.

Even if she made a lot of other dishes, she didn't make broth, and she didn't have this hard dish on the dinner table, she felt that it was not enjoyable, as if she had forced obsessive-compulsive disorder to death.

And he will still drink soup and eat meat with high spirits,

Is it acting or true feelings?

Or, is it the acting skills that reveal true feelings?

The white fox stood by the coffee table, and the hostess knocked on the door of the study and called her husband out for supper.

In the soup pot, the white air is curling,

Such a thought suddenly appeared in the white fox's heart,

Since he likes to drink broth, since he likes to eat meat,

so

Fox's meat,

Is that possible?

As soon as I thought of this,

The white fox immediately shook his head,

I was also afraid for a while,

Why do you have such terrible thoughts?

She wanted her to eat herself,

But that's not the way to eat it.

meantime

I was also a little glad in my heart,

maybe

It's because you don't like it enough, right?

The white fox walked out of the door,

Out of the villa,

Out of the community,

Walked to the road.

She slowly changed from a white fox back to a woman, wearing a white down jacket, pure and charming.

She knows how to show the beauty of women perfectly,

She's in it, too,

It's not for flattery of past men,

It's just to live up to the talent God gave him,

though

This god seems to want to kill himself with a thunderbolt.

Walking and walking,

The white fox felt a little tired, she didn't want to take a taxi, because her brain was a little messy, love, love, desire, life, death, many things kept stewing in her mind.

This reminded her that when she was not yet transformed, she was caught by an old hunter, and the old hunter did not kill her and peel her skin, but invited her to eat with her, a broken iron pot, and stewed in a mess.

She also drank, and in the end she and the old hunter were drunk.

When you wake up,

The old hunter is gone.

Years later,

She turned into a human being, and with the gold, she planned to go to him and repay the favor, because he was too old, an old man, and he didn't want to repay the favor with his body.

But the old hunter is long dead,

And she put the gold in the halls of the hunter's house.

afterward

The hunter's three sons fought to snatch the gold, one was crippled, one died, and the other was captured by the government.

After hearing these things,

She was still confused for a long time.

maybe

If the old hunter had a spirit in the sky, he would choose again, and he would have peeled off his skin that day.

Hahahaha......

Walking and walking,

She sat down at a secluded bus stop.

The tail was exposed, swaying gently in the darkness behind him, and then down to the neck, as if he had put a scarf on himself.

The white fox greedily stroked his tail,

She also loves and indulges in this feeling,

It's just that

When her hand touched the horrible scar at the base of her tail,

But the whole person suddenly shuddered,

She recalls when she was in the bath,

Dead Tail ......

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