He Shifang pushed his wheelchair to the front of the "Red Lotus" house, his expression deep and mysterious.
"Red Lotus" couldn't remember what happened, but as soon as she woke up, she heard He Shifang's cold voice, "After you take a shower, come to my room."
The bewildered little fox sat up in fear from the bed and saw a mess on the floor. Her memories of fainting were hazy, but she dared not disobey He Shifang's orders.
She jumped off the bed, quickly took a bath, changed into clean clothes, and cleaned up the fox fur that had fallen in the kitchen and other places before nervously going to He Shifang's room.
Upon entering, she saw the white figure sitting by the bed. "Red Lotus" took the initiative to apologize, saying, "Young master, I was wrong. I... I've shed all my fox fur this time, and I won't dirty the house again."
"Your demonic power has awakened. Even if you leave the manor, not many people can harm you. You should go."
"Red Lotus" looked bewildered, not expecting that He Shifang would neither scold her with a stern face nor show disgust or aversion for making a mess of the house and porridge. However, there was a complete unfamiliarity on that aloof and ethereal face.
"Red Lotus Root's" heart suddenly felt as if it had been cut by a dull knife, a sharp pain shooting through it.
Was she abandoned again...?
After standing there with her head bowed for a while, "Red Lotus" said, "Young Master, I'm not leaving."
He Shifang's face turned cold, and he suddenly sneered, "You yellow-haired beast, I only took you in as my servant, but you can't do anything right and you don't meet my expectations in anything. What's the point of keeping you around?"
"Red Lotus" felt even more pain in her heart. In the past, no matter how much He Shifang scolded her, she could ignore it. But when he cursed her, he called her... a yellow-haired beast.
The woman raised her face, which was as white as snow and as beautiful as the bright moon.
When He Shifang saw this face, his breath hitched slightly, and he thought to himself: As expected, fox demons are naturally alluring.
"What will you do if I leave?" Hong Ou's gaze shifted to He Shifang's legs.
Noticing her gaze, He Shifang's face darkened. "It's none of your business! If you leave, someone else will take care of me. Even if no one does... if I die and rot in the mud, I don't need a monster like you to mourn for me!"
Even if I promise to learn cooking skills in the future and take better care of you, you still want to kick me out, right?
"yes."
"Even if I promise I won't abuse my demonic powers and stay in this house without going anywhere, you still want to kick me out, right?"
"yes."
Even if I have nowhere to go, no home, and no one to rely on after I leave, you still want to drive me away, right?
"yes."
The two exchanged questions and answers, and the air grew heavy and tense.
It was as if something that had been painstakingly gathered together was shattered into dust with each "Yes" from He Shifang.
To the bewildered and heartbroken "Red Lotus," He Shifang's every "yes" was a resolute and unwavering response. However, the camera lens captured all the hesitation, ruthlessness, reluctance, sorrow, and subtle unusual emotions on Xiao Jingyi's face.
If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't yell "cut" yet, Zhang Shu would almost have jumped up and cheered!
Many rumors online say that An Xie has no acting skills and got the role in "Tian Sheng Hu Ge" by relying on scandals. Once the show airs, we'll see how he proves those people wrong!
"good."
After a long silence, Hongou uttered a single word, "Okay," from her red lips, and turned to leave.
He Shifang watched the figure flash past the window, his eyes dimming slightly. After a moment, he slowly closed his eyes, his brows furrowed, and whispered, "Little monster, go, don't come back."
However, after an incense stick had burned, he heard that familiar footsteps again.
Xiao Jingyi perfectly captured He Shifang's emotional outburst at that moment. He was slightly stunned at first, then suddenly opened his eyes. Deep in his shocked pupils, there was a hint of joy. But when "Hong Ou" pushed the door open and entered, he closed his eyes again and pretended to be tired and asleep.
As "Red Lotus" stepped into the house, she saw that he had his eyes closed and his breathing was not as even as usual. She knew that he did not want to see her. Her clear eyes immediately welled up with tears of grievance, and her lips pursed sadly.
He Shifang really wanted to open his eyes and look at Hong Ou again, but at this moment, he dared not open his eyes, afraid that if she cried, he would soften his heart.
"Red Lotus" watched him quietly for a while before footsteps began to sound again. She went inside to get a cloak, gently draped it over He Shifang, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I've put those martial arts manuals back in the study."
"And the porridge in the kitchen, I've already cooked some fresh porridge."
“I have also cleaned your clothes, young master, and carefully removed any fox fur that had gotten on them.”
"Thank you for taking care of me these past few days, young master. I know I'm clumsy and have caused you a lot of trouble, but I know how to be grateful. Thank you for not kicking me out of the manor and for telling others where I am, thus saving my life."
"Young master, the wind is always particularly strong in the tea garden. Next time you go to admire the flowers, please remember to wear an extra layer of clothing."
"Young master, I am not a yellow-haired beast. The fact that I am a little fox is not something I can decide. I also want to be human, and to make friends with many, many humans. I most want to be your friend..."
"Young master, I'm leaving... Take care."
After saying this, “Hongou” was already in tears, but the man in the wheelchair opposite her remained unmoved.
The woman lightly touched the ground with her toes and flew out of the house.
The moment the figure disappeared, He Shifang suddenly opened his eyes, looking at the empty space with a sense of loss. He took a deep breath, gripped the armrest of his wheelchair, and kept making breathing movements, as if he would suffocate if he didn't open his eyes again.
After a moment, he slowly raised his hand and touched the corner of his eye.
There... it was already damp and cold.
"Cut! Great!" Zhang Shu stood up excitedly, and everyone on set breathed a sigh of relief.
After filming this scene, it was almost 1 a.m., and Ji Jing treated the entire crew to a late-night snack.
Bi Xie didn't want to go at first, but he felt obliged because he had eaten his food. Thinking about Ji Jing's attentiveness these days, he felt that some things needed to be clarified, so he made an appointment with Xia Mian to go.
After a long day, everyone perked up at the mention of late-night snacks.
While eating barbecue skewers, a group of people egged the girls on to drink alcohol. Xia Mian couldn't refuse and was forced to drink half a glass. Her face turned red, and she quickly said, "No, I can't, I can't drink. You guys drink."
"Xia Mian, your alcohol tolerance is too low, this won't do."
"You don't have to drink it, Anxie can drink it for you. Speaking of which, we're able to have this late-night snack thanks to Anxie!"
"Yes, some people have ulterior motives, don't they? Haha!"
Bi Xie rubbed his temples, speechless at the loud, drunken voices of the group of men. He turned to look at Ji Jing and saw the boy resting his chin on his hand, smiling. Perhaps because of the alcohol, his handsome face was flushed, and the light shone on the corner of his mouth, making it look like a tranquil crescent moon.
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