I found a small hut in West Lake.
There was a peach bloom outside the window.
There was a willow tree at the entrance.
I had planned to live 50 years in peace like this.
I hadn't expected that after only a few months I would discover that I was pregnant.
When the fox sisters I knew heard the news, they rushed to my place and took care of me and my daily needs.
None of us understood how I, Vixen, could conceive a human baby.
According to the Dream Master, Zilan loved me dearly and wished for this child.
She pushed him away on the spot.
This old man dementia, when did he also start reading that nonsense about love between men and women.
The birth of a child. Well, I have never experienced childbirth before.
I was ten months pregnant.
Every day, I stayed in bed, my stomach closed and vomiting so much that I almost fainted.
The sisters said that I am no different from a human being.
When that child went out into the world, it was also no different from the human child.
He was a boy, and he looked a lot like Van Zylan.
Especially this pair of eyes. It was round, black in color and clear to the point of making people feel inferior.
The master of dreams advised me to give the child to Van Zilan and allow him to raise him because of his heart's longing.
I asked him, "Are you married?"
The Dream Master replied, "The Emperor had the intention of marrying Princess Ningxian to him. But Van Zilan refused."
I shook my head. That stupid brat. What is waiting for?
I crept back into Van's residence.
Van Zilan was not at the place of study.
The bamboo trees outside have grown more magnificent.
I put the cradle with the baby in it on the table.
I thought for a while. Then, I took a brush and wrote two words on his forehead: He is your son.
This brat is still sleeping peacefully even after I wrote to him.
This look looks a lot like when Van Zylan was sleeping deeply.
I heard footsteps outside the school setting.
I quickly backed away. Right when the door opened, I ran across the wall outside and caught my ear.
The study room was frighteningly silent.
Is he ... looking at the child?
Silence reigned for a long time.
Why does not make a sound?
"Yulia." His voice was like thunder.
The office door suddenly opened.
I quickly hidden myself and took a few steps back into the bamboo forest.
In the dark night, I couldn't see Van Zylan's expression, but his voice was extremely frightening.
"Yulia ... Yulia ..."
After not seeing him for a year, he appeared to be getting thinner.
"I know you didn't leave," Van Zylan roared. Get out. Get out! His voice was hoarse.
As he stumbled he rushed to the bamboo forest. His hands touched everywhere.
I actively evaded. I almost touched his hand.
"Get out!"
I did not understand why he was so angry.
Don't people love children so much?
I came from a thousand miles away to bring him a baby as a gift; What could he be unhappy about otherwise?
She said it to herself with amazement
Van Zilan did not find me. Step by step, he went back to the study room.
Next to himself he looked at the baby inside the cradle.
The child had already woken up.
With his clear eyes, he looked at Van with curiosity. He was similar to him when Van was a child.
Van Zilan, while he was shivering, carried the child and stared at him for a while. After that, Phan cried out loud.
I returned home on West Lake. I lived and lived. Every once in a while, I miss Van Zillan's pine blossom cake. However, she slowly forgot about her ...
One day, the master of dreams told me that Van Zylan was about to die.
I asked him, "How old is he to be on the verge of death?"
The god of dreams looked at me with compassion and said, "This year he is sixty-nine years old and is very sick."
I was a little shocked. Unintentionally many years have passed. Looking at the youthful appearance that hadn't changed forever, all of a sudden I was upset about it.
I decided to go visit him.
Van Residence is now more lively than before.
He had long since had a group of grandchildren surrounding the bed asking him about his condition.
For a while, I couldn't get in. I could only change into a maid's clothes.
She pulled another maid out of the classroom and asked, "Older sister, how's the master?"
She pointed to the bowl in her arms and whispered, "Be calm. The master has vomited blood and has just fallen asleep."
I looked and saw that there was actually black blood inside the container.
It wasn't easy for the study room to be quiet. I made myself invisible and crept in. There were two maids at the door, I looked. It was not Van Zylan.
On the bed lay an old man who was about to die.
His hair was white, and he had a lot of black spots on his face. It was yellow and skinny like a skeleton.
I smeared him with my eyes and kept looking for Van Zylan.
where is he? Could I have come to the wrong dwelling?
I had a fierce cough containing sputum.
The old man woke up.
"Who? Who's there," he asked in a hoarse voice.
He was already very ill, but he was still very alert.
I walked over to him and planned to ask him where Van Zylan was.
But I was suddenly surprised. Those eyes, those eyes, those eyes looked very familiar.
"Van Zylan?" I said unconsciously. His whole body froze.
He opened his eyes again with great effort. Impossible not to recognize this pair of eyes.
"You are ..." he asked again in a hoarse voice.
I smiled slightly, "Van Zylan, I'm Yulia." Let me just obey his wish.
`` Yulia ... yulia ... yulia ... yulia ... ''
His thin hand tried to touch in the air with great effort. He wanted to find my hand. I gently grabbed his hand.
"You are really too old."
He also smiled slightly, "You ... still look the same as you did in the past."
I gently touched his face, wanting to flatten those wrinkles and flatten out the elapsed time.
"Yulia…" he looked at me urgently. "Yulia, tell me, will a person have another life after he dies?"
I froze for a moment and stared at him without speaking for long.
"Yulia…" he ran out of patience with the difficulty of withdrawing my hand. "Answer me quickly ..."
Suddenly, I thought of him from the past.
He was a boy, about six to seven years old.
He was as innocent as clear jade.
He was pulling my hand constantly, "Answer me quickly. Older sister answer me quickly. When will you grow me a beard? When will I be taller? When I get taller, you will marry me well? Answer me quickly, answer me quickly ..."
I looked at him and suddenly laughed. Van Zylan, why do the questions you ask get more stupid as you get older?
He looked at me with an expression that seemed to fail to understand me.
"Don't worry," I touched his nose. "Of course, humans have another life. Maybe in the next life, you can be a big boss again."
Van Zillan stared at me for a moment and laughed at the end, "I won't be a big boss in the next life. Nor will I be a human being."
He said calmly, "I'll be a fox and stay with you forever."
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