Chapter 242: Damn! There

"Hello, Lin Ying."

Master Fuli squatted in front of the camera, his fluffy, soft fox tail swaying left and right, his two little fox paws raised, a smile on his face, greeting Lin Ying in the WeChat video.

Master Fuli's emotions were very high; from his expression and actions, it could be seen that he was now prepared to formally speak for himself and introduce himself to Lin Ying.

But Lin Ying on the other side of the video, upon hearing that crisp child's voice, had her expression freeze, her look carrying some dullness and stagnation, as if she hadn't come back to her senses.

Master Fuli's mouth opened and closed, and the crisp child's voice continued: "I am Fuli An Sheng, please treat me well."

And the sound fell into Lin Ying's ears, a childish voice with a slight sense of ambiguity, carrying a friendly accent, as if it were the only sound in the world. The sound of the central air conditioning vent in the hotel disappeared, and even the complicated and noisy traffic noise outside the road was gone.

A sense of unreality surged into her heart; after a brief moment of stagnation, Lin Ying...

Master Fuli on the other side of the video opened his mouth, and he laughed as he said:

"My fourth tail grew out, hey, and suddenly I could speak. Look, the first time I could speak, I came to chat with you to relieve boredom."

Master Fuli's mouth opened and closed; because his mouth is different from human lips, when he speaks, the arc of opening and closing is also different from human lips, giving people the visual impression that the sound is coming from elsewhere.

In the crisp, clear child's voice, there was laughter, like a fox's giggling ying-ing, but Lin Ying could hear the care and intimacy in the little fox's words.

After a long silence, as if to dispel the sense of unreality.

A brilliant smile appeared on Lin Ying's cheeks, and she faced Master Fuli in the video and said:

"Hello, Master Fuli."

"Let me also introduce myself, 'Lin' as in double wood, 'Ying' as in cherry blossom..."

Cherry blossoms, one branch, two branches, ten million flowers.

The flower-picker once stood on the flower tiles, tearing the red skirt like fire.

The "Ying" in Lin Ying does not refer to cherry blossoms, but is taken from the "Ying" in "Cherry Blossoms."

"Please treat me well," Lin Ying said with a smile.

"Wow, you are too formal." Looking at Lin Ying getting up from the bed, adjusting the bangs on her temples, and looking at himself to introduce herself, An Sheng put on an exaggerated expression and made bursts of ying-ing sounds.

"Lin Ying... Ying... Ying ying ying—" Master Fuli opened his mouth to tell Lin Ying a little joke.

"Pfft." Seeing Master Fuli's actions and the words in his mouth, Lin Ying couldn't help but smile.

Master Fuli was making a pun.

But isn't it also talking about fate?

Lin Ying felt warmth and a certain palpitation in her heart; thoughts of returning home flashed through her mind, wanting to personally stroke the little fox and celebrate his rebirth with him.

It's just a pity... the schedule is too tight, and it's troublesome to find time to go back and forth in a single day.

An Sheng chatted with Lin Ying for a while, and An Sheng began to urge Lin Ying to go rest.

He knew that because Lin Ying was taking medication, it was difficult for her to fall asleep at night, and her sleep time was distributed throughout the day; she could only occasionally close her eyes and rest for a while, and her sleep quality was extremely poor.

Chatting!

When can't you chat? Now he can even speak human language to flirt.

Just say hello to Lin Ying.

"Good night..." Lin Ying subconsciously raised her hand, and when she touched the phone, she was stunned and couldn't help but smile.

Lin Ying lay back on the bed, raised her hand, and placed it on her violently beating chest.

"Can this also be considered 'wedding to cure illness' (a traditional practice of holding a wedding to cure a serious illness)?"

"There is always a feeling of watching a child grow up."

The rough meaning of wedding to cure illness refers to driving away illness by holding a happy event when someone in the family is critically ill.

Lin Ying didn't like those things; as someone already entangled with various trivial matters and negative emotions, how could she have the mind to think about those things?

And when she saw Master Fuli speaking and telling her about his rebirth.

Lin Ying felt the haze in the bottom of her heart, as if it had been brushed away by Master Fuli's fluffy tail.

At night.

Because of the influence of hormone secretion, especially at three or four in the morning, people are particularly depressed.

Various thoughts in the mind, as well as negative emotions, will emerge.

Normal people can fall asleep and not care, but for the insomniac Lin Ying, it is a big test.

Her mind often thinks of sharp objects, imagining their sharpness sliding across her neck, recalling the car accident she hadn't seen, thinking of the scissors in the drawer, thinking of the fruit knife placed in the living room, or the nicks on the kitchen knife rack...

That feeling, that cutting sensation, that flowing sensation, as if it were all truly happening.

Lin Ying's insomnia is not insomnia, but when she is in light sleep, various terrifying thoughts pop up in her mind and wake her up, as if standing at a crossroads.

However.

Lin Ying slept soundly tonight.

Preparing to finish things quickly, go home, and personally hug the little fox and rub against him.

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After saying goodbye to Lin Ying and urging her to rest well.

"Ying ying~ ying ying."

An Sheng put away his bag and phone, retracted his tail with a thought, ran to the bathroom, jumped from the toilet into the washbasin to wash his hands, and scrubbed his paws.

"As expected of a four-tailed fox, the joint flexibility is simply explosive compared to the three-tailed fox period."

Crossing his legs, An Sheng, scrubbing his paw pads, looked at the mirror, happy to see his appearance, and with a face full of joy, raised his hand and pinched the flesh on his belly.

"Sleep, sleep, continue training tomorrow—"

After washing his paw pads and drying them, An Sheng made a light ying-ing humming sound in his mouth and walked toward the first floor.

An Sheng jumped up and pulled open the room door, giving Mo Yiqing, who hadn't slept in the bedroom, a big fright.

And An Sheng was stunned, then erupted into a shrill scream:

"Ying ying ying—"

I saw Mo Yiqing in the room, wearing sleeves, with a white mask on her cheeks, sitting cross-legged on the bed.

A dark green light projected from the phone, hitting the mask on Mo Yiqing's cheeks and refracting a reflection.

She was startled by An Sheng, and her body sprang up.

And outside the door, An Sheng, who was preparing to return to the bedroom to sleep, was almost scared to pee by Mo Yiqing.

"Ying ying ying!"

"Ah ah ah!"

The little fox and Mo Yiqing both screamed, waking up Yu Xueqing who was sleeping.

She opened her eyes in a daze, only to see Mo Yiqing with disheveled hair jumping up, green light flashing wildly, and shrill screams echoing in the bedroom. Aqing was stunned, her face distorted, and she let out a "wow," almost crying.

Aqing rolled up the quilt, crawling and rolling, shrinking under the bed, shivering.

New era Xia Dong people.

They might not believe, but they also hold awe.

"Pat."

An Sheng, who had come to his senses, had a face full of black lines, jumped up, and turned on the ceiling light in the room.

An Sheng looked at Aqing under the bed.

Mo Yiqing on the bed looked at An Sheng by the door.

One person, one fox, one fox, one person, all fell silent.

"Grass! Scared me so much I threw my milk cap..."

Mo Yiqing caught her breath, pulled up the suspenders that had slipped off her shoulders, and let out a long breath.

Her attire at home was very simple, either a loose short-sleeved shirt with shorts, or underwear.

Being scared like that by An Sheng, the milk cap Mo Yiqing was wearing almost flew off.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 243 =====