Fox Husband Loves Every Night/C7 Mom Is a Little Weird
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C7 Mom Is a Little Weird

I opened my eyes and saw a familiar face. My mother was leaning over me.

It was already dawn.

"He woke up. He woke up."

When I heard Ma's scream, I moved a little, and the pain in my shoulder made me grimace. It was only then that I remembered that I had been bitten by that damn fox.

"Mom, the fox is biting me."

"Don't be afraid, everything is fine. The doctor has come to see you."

I nodded. The room was filled with women. The oldest was my Third Young Madam, Third Master's wife.

Third Young Madam was old and her face was full of wrinkles. She slowly stood up from her chair and said, "Why is this girl's life so bitter? It's all the fault of this old man. He's stone-hearted and won't save his own granddaughter."

"Third Aunt, we can't blame Third Uncle for this. That thing is very evil, it's fate!" Ma sighed.

Third Young Madam kept mumbling to herself. No one could blame me for lying on my bed. If I hadn't released the fox back then, then there wouldn't be any trouble today.

"Where's my dad?" I asked again.

"He entered the mountain." "Sit down," Mom replied, turning to tell the other relatives to sit down.

"Enter the mountain?"

I frowned. Ever since that incident ten years ago, Dad had never been to the mountains again. Why did he suddenly go to the mountains?

"The fox was shot and injured. The mayor knew that in the future, he would bring people to chase after him. Your dad also followed him and said that he would kill the fox and take revenge for you."

"Ah!

I cried out in alarm. I suddenly panicked, not because I was worried that the damn fox would be killed, but because it was my father. The fox had become a demon, making it harder to deal with.

"No problem, everything will pass."

Mom was just comforting me. She should be worried, too.

I lay in bed, not wanting to move, and began to think about it. The guy was shot and badly hurt, and I saw it.

The mayor brought his men into the mountains to hunt me down. No matter if I die or not, he definitely won't pester me anymore. This was also a good thing.

My shoulder hurt a little and I frowned. Following the pain that came from my shoulder, the face of the dead fox unexpectedly appeared in my mind.

"Damn it, damn it."

Ma and Third Young Madam were talking, so they didn't notice me. I slowly lifted the covers off the bed, the white gauze wrapping around my shoulders, thinking of the fox's head coming closer and biting down on my shoulder. I couldn't help cursing a few more times, thinking it would be better to be beaten to death and never come back.

After a while, Third Young Madam and the rest left. Mom told me to sleep for a while. I nodded my head and quickly fell asleep. After sleeping for who knows how long, I could hear someone singing.

When I opened my eyes, I couldn't help but frown.

"The sun is setting in the west, break …" Intestine... Person... In … "Horizon …"

At the end of the song, the melody became very slow, with a hint of sobbing. The sound of a woman's sobs continuously entered my ears.

Slowly I sat up in bed, very quietly, trying not to touch my injured shoulder, wondering if my mother had ever listened to such a tune, and that sound didn't seem to come from my mother's room.

At the door, I put my head against it, and the voice came again, very close.

The door creaked, my hands tightened, and I slowly pushed it open. As the door creaked, the sobs faded.

In the middle of the room was the kitchen, which was dimly lit. I pushed open the door and walked out boldly. Suddenly, someone came out of the kitchen. In the dim light, I could only see a shadow coming towards me.

"Who?"

I exclaimed, and soon heard my mother's voice.

"You're awake. Time to eat."

It's my mother!

I heaved a sigh of relief. With a click, the light in the kitchen lit up. I quickly looked into the kitchen and found that there was no one there. The sound I just heard clearly came from that location.

What was going on!?

When I turned my head around, I saw my mother's hand slowly rise up, as if the corner of her eye had rubbed a few times, along with that movement, as if something had dropped at her feet.

My mother didn't notice. She brought me food and put it on the table.

"Mom, are you not going to eat?"

"It's over, you go ahead and eat."

"Alright."

Mom turned and went straight back into the house. I noticed that she was walking in a strange way, not her usual way, and when the door slammed shut, I quickly got out of my chair and went straight to where my mom had been standing.

Bending down, he saw a handkerchief on the ground. It was a very classic kind of handkerchief, and on it was embroidered a pair of mandarin ducks that were playing in the water. This sort of thing was now very rare.

How could Mom have such a thing?! I don't think I've ever seen her use it.

I held the handkerchief in my hand, and when I looked at the closed door, I could not help but think of the way my mother had walked and the strange way she had turned around to wipe her eyes.

Was that my mother who was singing in the kitchen?

I couldn't believe it. Ma was a real rural person, she hadn't been to school for a few years, she could sing a few songs, but I had never heard her sing a play before.

Creak. The door creaked. I quickly stuffed the handkerchief into my pocket. When I looked up, I saw my mother standing there, looking at me through the glass of the door.

"Mom."

I called out in a low voice, and the light in the kitchen flickered for a moment. I panicked, and the moment the light went on, the shadow standing in the doorway disappeared.

"Mom, is that you?"

I called again, and this time there was no response.

The figure I accidentally saw through the glass door made me panic. Could it be that there was something wrong with my eyes? Could it be that it was my parents' room?

This is my home, the place where I grew up, every place is so familiar, no matter what happens, as long as I come back here, I will slowly walk over, close to the door, without any movement, what the hell is going on, suddenly I feel like Ma is a different person.

Worried that something would happen to my mother, I hesitated for a moment before calling out softly, "Mom, I'm coming in."

There was no response, so I opened the door and went in. There was no light in the room, my mother was asleep, and the light from the window, the wrinkles at the corners of my mother's eyes and the white hair at her temples, slowly retreated.

Maybe it was just a coincidence!

I quickly finished my meal, washed my bowl and went back to my room. At this moment, I had no intention of sleeping. I thought, "Dad, the night in the mountains must be very cold. What should I do if I encounter a wild beast?" And that damn fox, it was all the fault of that damn fox.

When my fist landed on the blanket, I accidentally touched the wound on my shoulder. I cried out in pain as the image of a dead fox appeared in my mind once again.

I lay back on the bed, eyes open, thinking about the fox being killed, about the bullet that had broken my body, the blood that had flowed out, the fox's eyes staring.

I suddenly felt that I had become so evil. I really wanted him dead, and that was the only way for me to survive.

I was thinking about a lot of things when the phone suddenly rang.

Liu Yu!

I hesitated, then answered.

"Xiao Lin, where did you go? I couldn't find you for a day, and the phone was never connected. "

Liu Yu's voice came over the phone. I suddenly felt like crying and covered my mouth with my hand. I really didn't know how to tell the truth. Did Liu Yuhui believe it?

I can hide it from him, but the first time is already gone, how will I explain it then!

"I have something to do at home. I'll be back soon."

"I'm so worried about you. I bought you a cake and a present that night, why did you leave?"

"Have you ever been to your room?"

I suddenly remembered something, the bloodstains on the bed sheets, if Liu Yu went in, he would definitely see it, and then everything would be exposed.

"No, I went to chase after you that day, but I couldn't catch up. The dormitory's auntie didn't let me in, so I kept on calling. I was worried to death."

"I'm fine, I'm really fine. I'll be back in a few days."

Hearing Liu Yu's voice, I almost couldn't control my emotions. I quickly hung up the phone and slipped into the blanket.

We were high school classmates, that was a good time, two little guesses, just surreptitiously holding hands and feeling very satisfied, later we were both admitted to this university, weaving the beautiful dream of forever being together.

The next morning, when I came out of the house, my mother was in the kitchen cooking. Smoke was coming out of the kitchen pit, and my mother kept coughing.

I hurried over. "Mom, let me help you."

"Take a rest, you might not be able to make it."

"I'm fine."

My shoulder didn't hurt anymore. If it wasn't for my mother's reminder, I would have forgotten that the fox had bitten my shoulder. I took the fan from my mother and fanned it vigorously.

"Mom, do you usually listen to plays?"

"What song?"

"The melody, Qin Yin."

"If you don't want to listen, then how could I understand? I'd rather listen to Guo Degang's crosstalk."

"Oh."

Mom wouldn't lie. What was that singing sound I heard last night?

Even though it was through the gap in the door, I could clearly hear it. My mother's actions last night were also very strange. I kept a calm mind and intentionally took out the handkerchief I picked up last night during dinner.

"Miss, where did this come from?"

"I picked it up on the ground. Mom, is it yours?"

"Nonsense, this is your aunt's milk. She likes this kind of thing when she's alive. Oh right, she usually likes to sing."

"Aunt!"

I frowned. I had no impression of my aunt at all.

Mom sighed and said, "It's been gone for a long time, but it's actually quite pitiful. Your aunt had a lover who was engaged to someone before, and then she suddenly married someone and locked herself up at home. She was depressed all day and died before she reached 30."

"Mom, how do you know all this?"

"Of course, your aunt is younger than your father by a year. When your mother came to visit, she thought it was her sister-in-law, but she didn't expect it to be your aunt."

I nodded my head. Mom looked at the handkerchief in my hand and snatched it away. She looked at the Mandarin Yang that was embroidered on it. "Those things were all burnt back then. Where did they come from?"

I didn't tell her about last night, but one thing was clear, my aunt had died in this house, and she liked to sing that strange song with a handkerchief like that.

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