Manchu Wenwu fell in love with me

Chapter 27 The Third Kind of Love

The black-clothed assassin looked at me deeply, with complex emotions flashing in his thick black eyes, and with just one look, the distance between us seemed to be instantly distanced.

The door opened.

The fox came out and saw me with a faint smile on his face. Behind him was an old man with a long white beard who habitually kept using his pistol.

Seeing me, there is also a kind of surprise in the eyes.

The black-clothed assassin hurried forward, "Master, are you okay!"

The white-bearded old man let out a "hmm", his eyes were still looking at me, and after looking around, he landed on the teardrop mole at the corner of my eye.

Are my moles so pretty?

Do you want to say to the fox next: Master, stay away from her, she is the lone star of the gods, she can restrain her father, her mother, her son, and the people around her.

Sure enough, he said something in the fox's ear.

The fox looked at me and smiled, "Don't you dislike that mole? Let him show you, he is a very good doctor."

Speaking of the word doctor, the man in black had a strange expression on his face.

Help me see this mole, of course I wish for it, but before that, I have to tell the fox about that word.

It happened that the girl also came over, holding a mouse and eating melon seeds.

I was a little embarrassed to say it, but I still bite the bullet, "Fox... Lin... wait a minute, I have something to say." It's all my fault that I haven't known what the fox is called for so long.

The fox looked at me with a smile, "The name is just a code name, it doesn't matter what it's called."

Hey, the fox's thinking is avant-garde enough.

But in front of so many people, I still couldn't yell out, so I went straight to the point and said, "I sold you a picture."

The girl suddenly interjected, "I sold it."

The fox smiled lightly, his expression didn't change much, but the black-clothed assassin and the old man were very surprised.

"Sold?" The black-clothed assassin was usually quite deep, but this time he exclaimed.

The girl nodded, "It sold for more than 1000 taels of silver."

The face of the black-clothed assassin suddenly turned blue.

He probably couldn't believe that his master could sell so much money for just a single line.

"You actually sold...!" the black-clothed assassin's voice changed slightly.

The girl didn't answer him, and I didn't say anything. I just looked at the fox. After all, it's a fox's character, and no one can make decisions here.

Fox came over.

I didn't dare to look at him, so I could only falter and say, "It's all my fault," and took out a bank note from my pocket.Just about to speak again.

I heard the fox laugh.

Very crisp.

I said earlier that the fox's voice is very nice and can reach people's hearts, "Are you happy?"

I raised my head and saw the fox's magnificent dark eyes. He asked me if it was a day or if I saw so much money after selling calligraphy and paintings.

Fortunately, no matter what he asked, my answer is always the same, "Happy." I admit that I have the same problems as Ling Xuehen, I like handsome boys and love money, but who will get angry when they see so much money what.

I was finally relieved to say it, I don't know why I don't like deceiving people, especially deceiving foxes.

This feeling seems to be born and deeply rooted.

The fox smiled again, "Just be happy!" Although he didn't say anything else, no one has the right to ask me why I sell fox's calligraphy and paintings.

But fox, why did you treat me so well.

When I looked up, someone was flying a kite in the distance.

My head hurts again. It seems that there is a worm in my head, trying to get in, and the mole at the corner of my eye is burning.

The old gentleman said to help me see the mole, but when he looked at it, he ran to my wrist. It didn't look like he was helping me see the mole, but he was helping me to see a doctor.

Ling Xuehen's body is very strong, so naturally it is impossible for him to suffer from any illness.

So the old man watched for half an hour, but there was no diagnosis.

It's just that his face became more serious.

I asked, "I can't really be sick!"

The old gentleman said emphatically, "No."

But at night, I had a fever, and my head was like a pot of porridge. After a while, a scene flashed through my mind, with my own memory, and some fragments that I don't know who belonged to.

Intermittently, I seem to see two children growing up together, holding hands, one becomes me after growing up, and the other grows up,
He turned his head.

It's a fox.

No, that person is not me, but Ling Xuehen who looks exactly like me.

Sure enough, the fox had a history with Ling Xuehen.

Someone held my hand tightly, I barely opened my eyes and saw the fox.

I never thought that I would stay here forever. I always felt that one day I would return to my original world, where there are parents, friends, and most importantly, Ling Feng.

But now, Ling Xuehen's memory seems to be merging with me.

Does that mean that I will completely become her?

But I am not her after all.

I passed out and woke up again, the fox was still by my side, I opened my mouth, my lips were dry, "Fox, I'm not the same Ling Xuehen from before." Don't take me for her.

The fox looked at me, his eyes were shining, he didn't know how many days he hadn't rested, and his long hair flowed down his shoulders. He said, "You are you." Then he picked up a piece of cotton with water and wiped my lips.

No one has ever been so gentle to me, except Ling Feng.

But I can't have this person in front of me, he belongs to someone else, and his heart is not mine.

The old man came over to help me feel the pulse again. I held onto his sleeve tightly and tried my best to ask, "What's wrong with me?" My voice was hoarse.

The old gentleman did not speak, but looked directly at the fox.

I lay on the bed, closed my eyes, and said: "What is the most important thing for a patient? The desire to survive! If you don't let me know anything, just wait to collect the body for me!" I don't like being deceived, I am confused life.

The old man finally said: "You have been poisoned!"

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