Chapter 18

As the other person got closer, a sweet scent of rouge suddenly came to my face, and along with that pleasant and moving voice, lingered in my ears.

Wen Xin felt his mind go blank.

He fell to the ground in a flash, without even bothering to put on his shoes.

Even though the arrival of the dumplings made him cheerful, it was rare for him to lose control of his emotions like this. At this moment, he was really frightened.

The pink-dressed beauty's hand stopped in mid-air.

Looking around, it was so unfamiliar and there was no way to escape.

Wen Xin pinched her fingers to keep herself calm: "Who are you and why did you bring me here?"

Unexpectedly, the other party looked at him with an even more confused look than he was: "...You don't like it?"

Wen Xin frowned, his mind full of questions. What do you like? What do you like?

Then, he met the beauty's big misty eyes, which were dark, shiny and yet with a hint of innocence.

This sense of déjà vu...

A strange guess flashed through his mind. Wen Xin curled up his fingers and asked tentatively: "Xiao Qi?"

The little fox's name is Twenty-Seven.

The beauty froze immediately, her eyes wandering: "Who is Xiao Qi?"

Wen Xin: “…”

This little expression that was trying to cover up something was exactly the same as that of the little fox.

Wen Xin couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

Seeing the panicked look on his face, he could only say helplessly, "Okay, you are not Xiao Qi."

He had been controlled by the little fox with magic before, so it was not difficult for him to think that all this was just a false scene. He just didn't know why the little guy suddenly did this.

Wen Xin sat back next to him: "You haven't told me why you brought me here?"

The beauty hummed: "You didn't rest well, I want to make you feel more comfortable."

So that's how it is.

Immediately, Wen Xin didn't have the heart to blame him. He just smiled helplessly and rubbed his head: "If it were you, would you feel comfortable if you were suddenly thrown into a completely unfamiliar place?"

He then joked, "I almost thought I had traveled through time."

The beauty seemed to have received a revelation, and her eyes suddenly lit up: "Then I know!"

Wen Xin didn't have time to ask him what he knew before the scene suddenly flashed.

He opened his eyes and was first blinded by the dazzling spotlight. Then he found a cold and heavy object in his hand. Upon closer inspection, he found that it was a trophy made of pure gold!

Wen Xin was stunned.

Click. Click.

The sound of shutter clicks rang out in front of him. He raised his head and met countless cameras.

Reporters swarmed around the stage, excitedly asking him how he felt about winning the Best Actor award.

In the audience, the enthusiastic fans' shouts and cheers were so loud that the whole square seemed to be turned upside down.

"Wen Xin! You are the best Wen Xin! We love you!"

"The greatest actor, the most precious treasure in the world, the king of the film and television industry!"

"Look here, ahhhhhh, Wen Xin is looking at me! I want to give birth to a baby for you, Wen Xin!!"

Faced with these passionate calls, Wen Xin was at a loss and his body became stiff.

When he saw a fan actually get excited enough to climb onto the podium, he stepped back without a second thought.

The beauty stood by, waiting to see Wen Xin's happy look, but she found that he became even more panicked.

The confusion in his eyes deepened: "You don't like this either?"

"Hmm... Next one then."

In an instant, the scene Wen Xin saw changed again.

The square turned into a palace, and the stage into a dragon chair. He put on a heavy and gorgeous dragon robe and a crown. Twelve tassels woven with colorful ropes and jade beads hung down from his head, swaying.

Countless officials knelt on the ground and shouted respectfully, "Long live the emperor, long live the emperor, long, long live the emperor!"

Wen Xin's hands and feet became weak after being yelled at by them. Fortunately, he managed to hold on to the armrest and did not fall down.

The beauty noticed that he was in a bad mood and quickly changed the scene.

A general who won a battle and was admired by everyone, a scientist who achieved the highest achievement and stood on the award podium, a popular person with a charming appearance and a large number of followers, a group boss who owns ten houses and has a deposit of tens of figures...

In just a dozen minutes, Wen Xin experienced nearly a dozen highlights of being a winner in life.

But each one lasted less than a minute because of his confusion and shock.

Finally, he found himself holding something cold, a gun.

"Please, spare me. I will never dare to offend you again. I am blind and stupid. Please spare my life--"

Wen Xin opened his eyes in surprise.

A stranger was tied up by men in black and forced to kneel in front of him, with tears and snot mixed together, and he kowtowed to him repeatedly.

The muzzle of the gun in Wen Xin's hand was pointed at the man's head.

The man cried, "Please—"

Wen Xin's hand trembled and the gun fell to the ground, but he still heard the gunshot.

Bang!

Wen Xin was startled and turned back in panic.

He saw countless men in black holding guns, sparks flying from the muzzles of their guns, and a person fell down in a flash. Blood flowed out from under the bodies and flowed all over the ground.

Another of his men came to report to him: "Boss, according to your instructions, these blind people have been dealt with."

Before she could finish listening, Wen Xin's lips had completely lost their color.

Originally, he could still smile at the little fox soothingly.

But now, he couldn't even speak. He was angry and frightened and looked around.

The beauty in pink was standing behind him, staring directly at the lifeless corpses.

Wen Xin swallowed the question on his lips immediately, rushed over regardless, and hurriedly blocked his eyes: "Don't look!"

The beauty moved somewhat unexpectedly, and finally said in despair, "You still don't like it."

Upon hearing this, Wen Xin's hand that was blocking him began to become unsteady.

He slowly put his hand down, and sure enough, he saw a pair of clear black eyes under his palm.

Although a bloody and dark scene had just been created, this face remained innocent and naive, without a trace of gloom.

Wen Xin suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He lifted his feet and tried to step back, but the beauty noticed his thoughts at the first moment.

"…You are afraid of me."

The pink-clad beauty had never expected Wen Xin to react like this.

He clutched his sleeves tightly, and asked Wen Xin in great confusion, with a confused and aggrieved expression: "Why?!"

It was obvious that he wanted to repay Wen Xin because Wen Xin helped Jiujiu awaken, and he did not hesitate to use a large amount of mental energy to create these illusions.

But why, not only did Wen Xin not feel happier, but instead felt even more tired and uncomfortable, and even afraid to go up to it?

Wen Xin's mind is in a mess.

He stepped back, having suddenly realized the danger posed by the little fox.

The danger is not in one’s ability, but in one’s character which is evil without one’s knowledge.

But when he saw the little fox tugging at his sleeve, looking so wronged that he was about to cry, Wen Xin's love for the little girl overwhelmed his fear and he stopped in his tracks.

Something is wrong.

"I'm... sorry."

He gritted his teeth and walked over to wipe the little fox's tears: "I have never encountered such things before. I am a little nervous. It's not your problem, dear."

While coaxing the little fox, Wen Xin tried hard to think with his confused mind why the little fox was like this.

Finally, he noticed a sense of disharmony.

——Those scenes would never appear so real if you hadn’t experienced them yourself.

However, as far as he knew, the little fox was younger than the canary and was a monster cub.

How can a fox cub who knows nothing have so many deep and different desires?

Considering the origins of the little foxes, Wen Xin had some bad suspicions in his mind. He asked softly, "Why do you think these scenes are soothing?"

The little fox sniffed: "Because they all like it."

In order to prove that it was not lying, it once again simulated an illusion.

On the award podium that initially made Wen Xin feel at a loss, a strange man stood up in his place, with an arrogant smile on his face. He raised the trophy in his hand high and raised his chin in enjoyment.

In the court where thousands of people were paying homage, another man sat on the dragon chair, his hands raised, his brows and eyes arrogant, as if he had become an emperor high above: "Everyone stand up, hahahaha, stand up, stand up!"

One scene after another passed before Wen Xin and the little fox's eyes.

Finally, there is the scene of a private execution.

The man didn't throw away the gun like Wen Xin did. He blew off the head in front of him and kicked it with hatred: "I told you to laugh at me, laugh, keep laughing! You idiot, let's see how you dare to look down on others in the future."

"Chop him into pulp and throw him out to feed the dogs!"

…

Wen Xin couldn't help but close his eyes, feeling confused.

He didn't know how to evaluate these people, so he turned around and asked the little fox in a hoarse voice: "They all like it. What do you think? Do you like it too?"

"I?"

The little fox's voice was a little light, and confusion was visibly evident.

After a long pause, it said hesitantly, "Some look very dazzling, and some look... make me want to run. But they said it's okay because those things will never happen in reality."

Wen Xin frowned: "It won't happen in reality, so what are these scenes?"

"It's their inner thoughts. I create illusions of what they want to test my abilities."

The little fox snorted and couldn't help complaining bitterly when talking about the past.

"Even during non-testing hours, people would come to see me. One would leave and another would come. It was really tiring and gave me a headache."

"..." Wen Xin asked, "How many times and how many times have people come to visit me like this? Do you remember?"

"How many hundreds? How many thousands?" The little fox thought for a while, but couldn't remember, so he gave up. "It's okay. Every time I have a severe headache, they will give me medicine. After taking the medicine, I won't have any more random thoughts, and I can also keep my memory and use it anytime!"

As it spoke, it nodded its head proudly.

But when he thought about not being able to help Wen Xin this time, he put his hand down in disappointment.

Wen Xin only felt a heavy breath stuck in his chest, painful and unable to move up or down.

Medicine, what kind of medicine can block thoughts?

If I take this kind of medicine for a long time, is it possible that there will be no side effects?

Wen Xin wanted to continue asking, but the little fox frowned, looking quite repulsive.

He tightened his fingers and changed the subject in a hoarse voice: "... Is there any scene that belongs to you and makes you feel comfortable?"

When asking this question, Wen Xin was already prepared for the little fox to say no.

But the little fox said, "Yes."

The little fox was not very happy when he was at the base.

Because of its special ability, most of the time it is locked up in a room with nothing in it. It is very cold and lonely, and can only hold its big tail.

Only after it had taken the medicine did the researchers dare to release it.

But even if it was released, no mutant would approach it, as everyone was afraid of having their inner thoughts observed.

Only that time, the poor canary was beaten to the point of vomiting blood, and accidentally bumped into it while escaping.

The little fox tilted its head curiously, picked up the trembling bird with its mouth, and hid it behind itself.

From then on, the lonely little fox had a little friend.

If they hadn't been hiding their identities, the little fox really wanted to give that past to Wen Xin.

Because it feels really comfortable to have a canary leaning on me. It is definitely more comfortable than holding its tail by myself!

Wen Xin saw that it didn't want to talk, so he didn't force it, but his tone softened involuntarily: "Then you have to remember that feeling, okay? Don't be confused by other people's inner thoughts."

The little fox nodded, not quite understanding.

It has not forgotten its original intention, and still remembers to do things that make people warm and comfortable, and keeps asking questions.

At this point, Wen Xin couldn't bear to refuse it, so he asked the little fox to transform into his own mobile phone so that he could watch the videos he took when traveling.

"That's it. I want to see it."

The little fox was confused: "But there's nothing on it."

Wen Xin laughed: "Isn't there a tree here?"

But compared with the previous magnificent scenes, the scene with only one tree is so simple and monotonous that it is pitiful.

Wen Xin: "Good boy, didn't you say you wanted to make me feel good? Then I want it."

The little fox had no choice but to do as he was told. It connected with its warm senses and constructed the scene in the video.

This is an endless grassland.

In the distance are towering mountains and rivers, stretching endlessly, the sky is as vast as the sea, and vast expanses of green grass cover the earth.

Wen Xin carried the little fox under the tree and sat on the ground with his back against the tree.

The little fox twitched his ears and was about to speak when he heard the young man's magnetic and gentle voice from above: "Hmm..."

A beam of sunlight broke through the clouds and hit them.

The little fox felt a strong warmth.

It couldn't help but raise its head.

The breeze brought the light scent of green grass, blowing on its cheeks and making its fluffy hair flutter.

The young man then reached out his hand, stroked its chin and touched its head.

It's hard to describe.

The little fox felt the scent of the grass, the warmth of the sun, the breeze blowing, and the young man's slender fingers gently caressing his chin.

It was as if all the noise had faded away, and the unpleasant past had become distant, leaving only peace and warmth.

At this moment...it seems that I don't need to take any medicine to stop thinking about anything.

It was unknown how long the man and the fox had been sitting here.

It was so long that Wen Xin was woken up by the alarm clock. When he sat up, he also woke up the little fox at the foot of the bed.

When their eyes met, the little fox suddenly cried out excitedly: "Ying!"

Wen Xin was half asleep. When he saw the pink ball flying towards him, he quickly caught it.

As a result, Pink Ball not only pounced on him, but also licked his chin with its tongue.

"Good boy, that's enough, that's enough..."

The little fox had no idea how to express his excitement.

It was just as Wen Xin said. It became very comfortable, so comfortable that it was so happy that it jumped up and down on the bed.

“Boo! Boo!”

I like it! I like it very much!

Wen Xin was slapped in the face by its big fluffy tail several times in a row. He felt helpless and amused at the same time: "Stop making trouble so early in the morning."

But when the little fox pounced on him again, he reached out and caught it.

The little fox curled up in his arms, its ears moving here and there, its tail almost leaving a shadow, its shiny dark eyes looking over and it barked happily again.

"Bing!"

In a blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Tang Qi rushed to Wen Xin's door and knocked frantically: "Wen Xin, Wen Xin! Something bad has happened! Have you read the news? H City is under lockdown!"

【Author’s words】

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