Chapter 688: The Death of Broken Tail (Fourth!)

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"Why are you here again?"

"I'll come and see him to see if he's okay."

"you are not human."

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

"You're annoying."

"It's about as annoying as you are."

The white fox was sitting by the window sill, with a cigarette in his hand, wearing an exaggerated evening dress from the last century, looking like Anita Mui's shadow.

Little Lolita was sitting at the desk in her bedroom, with a homework book in front of her.

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

"I think you're having fun with it."

"You can see that?"

"Yeah, I can see it. However, I have to remind you of one thing. I have heard that some ghosts will be assimilated by the host's consciousness, and finally turn themselves into psychopaths."

What the white fox didn't know was,

There was such a person in Tongcheng before, who almost went insane, and was finally transformed in Boss Zhou's belly.

"You do not understand."

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

say,

Did you lack parental love and motherly love in your previous life, and the learning conditions were not very good? "

Not many people know about these things.

Little Loli glanced at the window sill, but didn't answer.

"I guessed it. It's obvious. You are dreaming. This is not the kind of 'rebirth' novel. This dream is too thin and not worth doing."

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

"no."

"why?"

"I'm afraid."

"Afraid?"

"I don't know what I'm afraid of, but I suddenly became afraid.

Except for occasional visits, I spent most of my time in that clubhouse. I can give him a membership card, and he can also come to my place to spend. It’s on the other side of the expressway, next to Yangzhou. "

"I thank you for him."

"You're welcome, it should be done."

"You're off topic."

"I got off topic, where did I just talk about? Oh, by the way, I feel like I'm in a bad mood for a while now, and I'm in a panic all day long, and I can't even get into meditation."

"Scare yourself?"

"I am a demon, and you are a ghost transformed from a human. In fact, let's be honest, whoever is a monster didn't crawl out of other animal corpses after a narrow escape?

If I didn't have a bit of alertness or something called a sixth sense, I don't know how many times I would have died.

You humans always like to lament some things with the "law of the jungle",

But my mother, I grew up in the old woods,

If I don't trust my sixth sense, what should I trust? "

Little Lolita shook her head slightly, "So, who 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 nearby to hide for a while."

"Go to the bookstore?"

"It can't be you here."

"Actually, I really don't suggest you go to the bookstore."

Because, if something happens in Tongcheng, it is impossible for the bookstore not to be involved.

Besides,

at the bookstore during the day,

Boss Zhou has clearly told his subordinates and others that a big event may happen in a while, so Yue Ya and the other ghost messengers from other places did not go back, but stayed in Tongcheng, ready to accept the call at any time.

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

Whether it is to be a cute pet or an rbq,

How many can refuse? "

Little Lolita thought of the fox mink that the boss brought back from the bookstore today, put down the pencil, and said helplessly:

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

"Isn't it just a monkey? Why, how many more? Your boss usually doesn't look like a womanizer, does he like love that transcends race?

Otherwise, why do you keep bringing animals home? "

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

"Aren't you going?"

"I'm waiting for the call."

By implication,

I'll be there when I need help.

"Well, perhaps, you are the smartest." The white fox came down from the window sill, stood in front of a group of dolls, and teased casually, "There is such a good excuse and reason to stay away from right and wrong.

But as I said last time, how can it be possible to have a good time and not get wet at all?

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

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

"That's how fate is. It's been doomed since you were forcibly accepted as his subordinate."

"I know."

"No, you don't know, you are a ghost messenger, put the word 'mistake' in

It's just a 'ghost'.

A ghost, obsessed with the warmth and warmth of a family in the world, obsessed with a father, obsessed with a sinful relationship,

I don’t need to give examples of similar tragic stories. Generally speaking, after reading the beginning, one knows that the ending must be extremely tragic.

Most importantly, he is not g father. "

"Your words are too much."

"Okay, okay, I don't bother you anymore, can I go down and have a look at him? I'll leave after I'm done, go to the bookstore, and ask for a shelter."

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

The white fox walked towards the door, its body changed from a human to a white fox, its fur was crystal clear and soft, and its eyes were full of spring water.

She went downstairs and into the living room.

The living room was empty, but there was a smell of broth.

In the kitchen, the hostess is still preparing supper at night, but this supper really doesn't match light at all. She is cooking meat, and the meat is fragrant.

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

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

Serious man, the most handsome.

The white fox has lived for a long time, and in her heart, naturally, she has no idea that men are superior to women. If any man dares to force his wife to be a husband in front of her, she doesn't mind making that man inhumane for life.

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

This one in front of me,

Undoubtedly a beautiful one.

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

It's a pity that Daqing is gone.

Otherwise let him be a poor literati scholar,

Let's meet by the lake

What a wonderful thing.

The white fox watched quietly at the door, she didn't make a sound, in fact, she knew that he should not be sure of her own existence.

I watched it like this for a long time,

Then the white fox reluctantly turned around and left,

Alcohol is a gut-piercing poison, and there is a knife on the head of Sezi.

The white fox shook its tail,

she's ready to leave

She needs to seek refuge,

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

She came to the living room again,

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

However, it is somewhat surprising that there are several light side dishes beside the broth.

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

Even if she cooks a lot of other dishes, without making broth, she will feel unsatisfactory without this hard dish on the table, as if she is suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder.

And he will still happily drink soup and eat meat,

Is it acting or showing the truth?

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

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

In the soup pot, white air curls up,

A thought suddenly popped up in Baihu's mind,

Since he likes broth, since he likes meat,

So,

fox meat,

can it?

With that in mind,

The white fox immediately shook its head,

I was also afraid for a while,

Why did I have such a terrible idea?

She wanted her to eat herself,

But not this way of eating.

at the same time,

I'm also a little glad,

perhaps,

Is it because I don't like it enough?

The white fox walked out of the gate,

out of the villa,

out of the neighborhood,

came to the road.

From a white fox, she slowly transformed back into a woman, wearing a white down jacket, pure and charming.

She knows how to show the beauty of women perfectly,

She is also in it,

This is not to flatter the men of the past,

Just to live up to the talent God gave me, that’s all.

Although,

This god seems to want to kill himself with a lightning strike.

while walking,

Baihu felt a little tired, she didn't want to take a taxi, because her mind was a bit messy, love, love, desire, life, death, many things were constantly simmering in her mind.

This reminded her of how she was caught by an old hunter when she was still in shape. Instead of killing her and skinning her, the old hunter invited her to eat together. A broken iron pot was stewed in a mess.

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

when Wake up,

The old hunter is no more.

some years later,

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

The old hunter is long dead,

She put the gold on the hunter's hall,

later,

In order to snatch the gold, the hunter's three sons fought violently.

One died, and the other was arrested by the government.

After hearing these things,

She was still confused for a long time.

perhaps,

If the old hunter had a spirit in heaven, if he chose again, he would probably peel off his skin that day.

Ha ha ha ha……

while walking,

She sat down at a secluded bus stop.

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

The white fox stroked its own tail greedily,

She also likes and is addicted to this feeling,

only,

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

The whole person suddenly trembled,

She recalled when she was in the bath,

The Sorrow of Broken Tail...

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