He Mingxiao did not know what he was or in what form he existed at this moment.
He tried to look down to find his body, but all he saw was a gray blur, much like the fog floating in the mountains and forests.
He passively followed behind the fire fox.
It is a young, half-grown fox with a slender and graceful body, agile movements, and a particularly fluffy and adorable long tail.
Its tail has a bit of long black fur at the tip, which sways lightly with the jumping motion.
It seemed to be searching for something, yet it wandered aimlessly. Its eyes were lively, unlike those of ordinary animals, and its movements still retained a wildness. It would often walk around, sniffing left and right, or picking up a small pink wildflower, or teasing a passing ground squirrel, scaring it into running around in panic. Then it would let out a cute laugh that was unique to foxes.
It doesn't eat these small animals. During the day, it drinks dew and eats nectar. When it falls asleep at night, various colored light spots rise from the ground and gather into its body.
He Mingxiao observed it for several days and gradually realized that this fire fox was indeed extraordinary, just like the fairy in some fantasy novels he had read before.
However, it is even more endearing.
He Mingxiao had been following it for quite some time without realizing it.
He watched it climb over the mountains, watched it clumsily build itself a nest with twigs in its mouth, watched it roll around in the sun with its belly exposed...
Until one day, he was shocked to discover that his favorite little fox had turned into a human—
Moreover, she was the person he loved most in his life.
Looking at that face that was exactly the same as Nan Xian's, He Mingxiao completely lost his composure.
He stared at her for a whole day and night, and finally confirmed it—it was Nan Xian, no doubt about it.
Even if she was a fox spirit, even if she possessed powerful abilities that he couldn't comprehend, she was still Nan Xian.
After confirming this conclusion, He Mingxiao couldn't wait to communicate with her. He wanted to tell her that he had always been by her side.
But he was just a wisp of something with a slightly greater presence than air, and Nan Xian couldn't sense his existence at all.
He Mingxiao was so anxious that blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth—even though he didn't actually have any mouth at that moment.
However, he soon had a good idea.
He remembered that when Nan Xian was still a fox, she had once slept for a long time under a small tree.
Before leaving, she gently patted the sapling with her paw. He saw a red wisp, the same color as her tail, float from between her brows and disappear into the canopy.
He had a vague feeling that the tree would help him!
He followed the direction of his memory and found the tree.
The tree rustled its crown and slowly released a small, fuzzy ball that emitted a fluorescent green light.
As soon as he got close, he was sucked into the small ball.
Or rather, he and the little ball became one.
He floated and floated, until he floated back to Nan Xian's side.
Although he still couldn't talk to her, at least she saw him and took him with her.
He became Nan Xian's closest companion, and she confided in him about everything.
The frustration of feeling like he'd been turned into a ball vanished instantly, replaced by a sense of satisfaction: it might not be so bad if things could stay this way forever...
Until, as time flew by, and countless years passed, one day—
A man who looked exactly like him appeared in the mountains where he and Nan Xian were.
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