Chapter 61
The darkness, like a soft cocoon, entwined their breaths together.
Wen Sixue mustered her courage and straddled Yun Zhan's waist. When her fingertips lightly touched his clothes, she still couldn't stop trembling.
This was her first time; before, such things had only existed in her fantasies, and she had never actually done it...
She was naturally afraid at first, but it was also her willingness after falling in love.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and wanted to offer her body and soul.
“Wen Sixue.” Yun Zhan lay on the bed, his crimson eyes shining in the darkness, revealing little emotion.
"Actually, you don't need to do this, listen to me..."
There's really no need for that. I can just turn into a fox and snuggle up to her for a while. All this mundane stuff can be avoided.
"It's okay, I'm just a little scared..."
Wen Sixue thought Yun Zhan was rejecting her, and she endured her discomfort rather than wrong her.
Wen Sixue bit her lower lip, guiding the hand to slide over her shoulder, neck, and collarbone. Each touch sent shivers down her spine, and her skin flushed a light pink in the darkness, like the surface of the sea touched by moonlight.
She was so nervous she could barely breathe, yet she stubbornly relinquished control to Yun Zhan.
"Yun Zhan, you are more important than anything else... I will give you everything you need." The darkness amplified her senses, and it also amplified her courage.
When Yun Zhan's hand wrapped around her waist.
Wen Sixue suddenly remembered what she had once said: "If you want to give yourself to me, you have to admit that you are my girlfriend."
Those conditions are long forgotten now. She understands that what truly matters is that Yun Zhan needs her, and she is willing to give him everything, regardless of the cost.
So she leaned down and rested her forehead on Yun Zhan's shoulder, her voice as soft as falling snow: "I give myself to you, asking for no title, only for your peace and happiness."
Yun Zhan didn't say anything. In the blink of an eye, she transformed into a little fox and lay on the bed sheet.
A silvery-white light burst forth in the darkness, like a lamp suddenly lit in a snowy night. Wen Sixue felt her arms suddenly empty, and as she lowered her eyes, a pure white fox climbed onto her body.
It was pure white, with fluffy, soft fur, like a clump of snow that had just fallen to the ground, or a cloud bathed in moonlight. Its nine long tails stretched out in the darkness, their tips gleaming with a faint silver light.
After transforming into a fox, Yun Zhan's eyes became amber-colored, gleaming with a warm light in the darkness, quiet and profound.
Wen Sixue's eyes widened in disbelief.
"Can he turn into a fox...?" Wen Sixue never imagined that Yun Zhan would turn into such a beautiful fox.
All she knew was that Yun Zhan was a fox demon who absorbed life essence, and that he could also transform into human form.
Wen Sixue carefully reached out her hand, her fingertips touching the fur on the fox's back. Yun Zhan's fur was soft, fluffy, and slightly cool.
As your fingertips gently run through the hair, you can feel the delicacy and softness of each hair, like the finest silk, with a lingering warmth.
“Yun Zhan…”
Wen Sixue called softly, her voice trembling with surprise, "You're so beautiful."
The fox narrowed its eyes slightly, seemingly comfortable with her touch. Its nine long tails swayed gently, the tips brushing against Wen Sixue's hand, bringing a slight tingling sensation.
Wen Sixue hugged the fox to her chest, gently rubbing her cheek against the fur on its back—soft, warm, and carrying a faint scent of cedar.
"So this is what Yun Zhan is like..." Wen Sixue murmured softly, her voice filled with a satisfied smile.
I like you even more now.
The fox stirred gently in her arms, its nine long tails wrapping softly around her wrist like a warm scarf.
She gently rubbed Wen Sixue's palm, then spoke to her in her mind: "Just put it on your chest, relax, thank you for helping me."
Wen Sixue held her breath, feeling a warm cloud gently pressing down on her chest, neither too heavy nor too light, filling the space in her chest cavity just right.
Her fox ears twitched slightly, and Yun Zhan's forehead pressed against her collarbone. A wisp of silvery fox light seeped in from the point of contact, like spring water melting ice, flowing slowly along her blood vessels.
A tingling sensation followed.
First, it touched the skin; tiny electric currents spread from the collarbone, coursing through the limbs and bones, sending a very slight shiver through every part of the body, like being repeatedly brushed by the softest feather.
Then it seeped into her muscles, the warm spiritual energy flowing through her skin, each flow accompanied by a subtle tremor, as if someone were playing a silent melody inside her body with their fingertips.
Finally, penetrating to the very marrow, the soul is gently lifted, detached from the weight of the body, and floats in a warm void.
Wen Sixue couldn't help but tremble slightly, her fingertips digging into the fluffy fur on the fox's back, as if grasping a cloud.
"Don't be afraid, it's just a fusion of consciousnesses," Yun Zhan said, reminding her when he saw that she was not in a good state.
The fox's tail quietly wrapped around her leg, the tip of the tail lightly brushing against her veins. Each touch brought a subtle electric current, so tingling that she could hardly breathe.
Consciousnesses began to merge.
In her dazed state, Wen Sixue saw Yun Zhan's memories, spanning a thousand years, the Nine-Tailed Fox, the Blood Moon, and even herself.
Yun Zhan also saw her memories: the library in spring, the old door, the half-knitted sweater, and Yun Zhan himself.
In a fleeting moment, Yun Zhan suddenly saw Wen Sixue sitting under the lamp, sewing a sweater for her stitch by stitch.
The two consciousnesses merged in the void, like two rivers flowing into one sea, indistinguishable from one another, and without direction.
Wen Sixue couldn't help but clutch the hem of her clothes, her voice low and hoarse: "So... that's how it is."
The fox tail tightened subtly, as if trying to embed her entire body into her bones.
Yun Zhan's consciousness whispered in her mind, his voice softer than falling snow: "There is indeed a difference between a person's mental strength and their waist, but don't be afraid, I will protect you."
Wen Sixue closed her eyes, a tear welling up from the corner of her eye, but it wasn't from sadness, but from an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.
She held Yun Zhan in her arms as if he were the gentlest thing in the universe, and whispered, "I've helped you, so please don't leave again, okay?"
Yun Zhan remained silent this time, flicking his fox tail lightly as he silently dispelled his divine sense.
The snow-white fox shadow gradually disappeared, and Yun Zhan transformed back into human form, with fine beads of sweat still on his forehead.
She leaned against the headboard, raised her hand to gently touch Wen Sixue's cheek, and said in a low but earnest voice, "I've forgotten a lot of things, and I don't understand your thoughts. So why do you like me?"
Wen Sixue did not answer immediately.
She took Yun Zhan's hand and pressed it against her cheek. The warmth of their palms touching made her gently rub against it, like a cat being affectionate.
Then, she took a deep breath and said in a gentle and patient voice, "Because you are the home I've chosen."
This sentence is like a small pebble, gently thrown into a lake, creating ripples.
Wen Sixue lowered her eyes, her fingertips gently stroking Yun Zhan's knuckles, as if confirming that the warmth was real: "I should have said before that when I was a child, I was always alone at home. My parents had long since passed away, and I had never even eaten a New Year's Eve dinner. The first thing I learned was to live on my own, to buy all kinds of daily necessities for myself, and to still be working on my birthday."
She looked up, her eyes reflecting Yun Zhan's image, like light finally grasped: "Until you appeared. You gave me the ring, remembered I wanted to go to the amusement park, worried about my safety, and rented a house for me. I know all the good things you've done for me."
“You stayed by my side when I was being ostracized, and you would even run to the kitchen when I said I wanted ginger soup. It was the first time I realized what it felt like to be cared for.”
Her voice gradually lowered, but grew more and more firm: "I like you, not because you saved me, nor because your transformation into a fox is so magical. I like you because being with you makes me feel at home. Every minute and every second I spend with you is happiness. I don't have to eat alone anymore, I don't have to go home alone, and I don't have to talk to the wall alone anymore."
Wen Sixue placed Yun Zhan's hand on her heart, her heartbeat steady and strong beneath his palm.
"I want to have a home with you, even if it's just a small rented house, even if it's just simple meals."
"I want to see you every time I open my eyes, I want to knit you a sweater in winter, and I want to make you an iced drink in summer."
"I want to give you all the love I've lacked, and keep all your warmth for me, belonging only to me."
She spoke softly, her voice like the night breeze rustling through bells, slightly choked with emotion, yet full of happiness: "So, I like you, because you are Yun Zhan."
Yun Zhan's fingertips gently caressed her heart, her heartbeat steady and strong beneath his palm.
Is that so?
Yun Zhan lowered her eyes, a hint of despair flashing in her crimson pupils. She tried to understand Wen Sixue's meaning, but still couldn't truly grasp it.
Is this how people like things?
Wen Sixue's voice, like the night breeze rustling through bells, was tinged with a sob: "If only you could be with me..."
The moment she finished speaking, Wen Sixue leaned forward, like a reed that had been broken by the wind finally finding a foothold.
She opened her arms and wrapped them around Yun Zhan's waist, her fingers interlacing behind her back, so tightly they were almost embedded in his clothes.
"Yun Zhan, I don't know if I will be able to hold you like this in the future, but right now, I just want you to belong to me."
Wen Sixue pressed her cheek against Yun Zhan's chest, her nose gently brushing against his cotton shirt. The shirt smelled faintly of blood, yet it was still the comfort she cherished most.
Wen Sixue took a deep breath, her voice barely audible: "I can't bear to leave, I can't let go... Don't go, don't leave me alone at home."
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