Chapter 872 - The Game
Seeing that the little white fox didn't notice the existence of that person at all, and directly gave up preparing to leave, Su Daji couldn't help but cry out in a hurry, "Don't go, wait a minute, he's behind!" Right there! ”
But her voice was cut off from the frame, and neither the people inside nor the fox could hear her.
The hand that stretched out to instruct only touched a cloud of air.
She is an outsider.
There is no way to reverse anything.
Su Daji could only watch as the little white fox followed the footsteps of the little white fox in the opposite direction, getting farther and farther away from the shadow.
She clinged to the barrier between herself and the figure, desperately widening her eyes, trying to see who that person really was, so as to untie the knot in her heart for years.
But it was all in vain.
As far as Su Daji's eye could see, the figure disappeared into the layers of verdant leaves and grass as it left the forest.
Jaya...... It's out of sight.
In this way, she once again missed the opportunity to meet this kind person.
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The little white fox ran as hard as he could, and finally returned to the boy who had become an old man before the sun rose above the horizon.
His ears were already very back, and his eyes were not very good, so he did not notice its abnormality, took the fishing rod with him, and walked with great difficulty to the stream.
"Little fox," he greeted with a smile, "Let's compete today to see who can get to the stream first, okay?" ”
The little white fox now knows that the old man can't wait to play games with him every day, in order to hide that he can't easily carry himself to the old man like he did when he was young.
It suppressed the bitter choking in its throat and pretended to agree briskly, "Okay, ready, run!" ”
"Dada......"
As soon as the footsteps of the runner sounded, the little white fox rushed out like a white lightning bolt, and disappeared from the old man's blurred and cloudy vision.
He smiled as if relieved, and slowly walked in the direction it had disappeared.
This road with a total of 9,600 steps, he has walked countless times in his life, even if his eyes deteriorate and he can't see, he can still get to the destination accurately, so that the little white fox will not see the clues.
Can...... He didn't know how long he could go.
If you don't meet the existence of the willing person who takes the bait, and dies of old age like this, what should you do with the little fox?
Without the little white fox in front of him, the old man with a heavy heart no longer needs to do any pretense, his steps are the same as his heart, heavy and can't be lifted.
With a stiff body and trembling legs, he gasped step by step, and the fishing rod in his hand became a crutch, and he thrust hard into the mud.
Every step of the way for the old man was difficult.
And what he didn't know was that the little fox he thought had run away a long time ago didn't leave at all, it was now hiding behind a tree not far away, watching the young man in the past become like this unconsciously, and his heart was like a knife.
Rao is body has become like this, and he has to force himself to act like he is okay in front of him, so as not to worry about himself.
What a fool!
He's a fool!
The tearful little white fox was separated from the old man by a row of trees, slowed down his pace, and accompanied him step by step to the stone from a distance, and secretly swore in his heart.
"I'm not going to let you die!"