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But now that they've caught the fox, they naturally won't let her go.

He pulled her into his arms, and the girl, thrown back by the momentum, tilted her head back, causing her hood to fall off. She hurriedly pulled it back up, covering her eyes.

She knows she doesn't look good right now.

They're already annoying enough; they can't be hated any more...

"Lin Mo...I..."

"I am the one who should apologize to you."

The girl's body trembled violently, clearly distrustful of Lin Mo's words.

"real."

Lin Mo took out the little box she had been longing for.

At first, she was flattered, her beautiful eyes narrowing sharply, then she froze, motionless like a fox specimen.

"There's also a headband. Wait a minute, don't move."

He pulled a hair accessory out of the tucked-in lining of his coat—a headband that looked like either cat ears or fox ears.

His fingers brushed through her hair, smoothing the wispy strands left by a day of fear, and carefully slipped the headband through the hair, placing it perfectly on her head.

Coupled with her blank expression, she really did resemble a fox playing dead.

"Qingran confiscated my phone last night, so I didn't have time to reply to you."

"..."

"They kept bothering me all day, and I really couldn't get away."

"But if you come, I will still take you through it."

"I..."

"Yes, you are just as important."

"Like them, I was too timid to explain things clearly to you before."

"Really..."

"Kindness is just as important..."

Hu Yu'en murmured, her hoarse voice heartbreaking yet gradually taking on a hint of joy.

"Open the box and take a look."

"Really? Is it possible...?"

I felt helpless about her overly cautious nature.

This caution is something that has accumulated over time; occasional acts of care are simply ineffective and can only make her happy for a short while.

Moreover, this will raise her threshold, making her increasingly suspicious of her identity and uneasy about the current situation.

I could only continue rubbing her head.

"Even Jiang Wanfeng has never let me hug her like this."

Upon hearing her best friend's name, Hu Yu'en's dim eyes lit up.

No amount of comforting can soften her shattered heart.

Instead of going against the grain, let's return to what she initially longed for most—something she had already come to consider dirty.

Hu Yu'en is a bit of a tease, a girl who always has negative thoughts.

Everything she did before was wrong; she shouldn't have been corrected.

Just like comforting Jiang Wanfeng, we should simply follow the fox's nature.

No matter how wicked her intentions, she's just a cunning fox at heart; her true nature is kind and weak, otherwise she wouldn't have listened to him so obediently, even when she was crying her heart out...

After all, what wrong could Chacha's little fox possibly have done?

She just wanted more love, but she didn't even dare to openly steal it.

Am I... in front of Wanfeng?

Lin Mo gently pulled her head into his arms and rubbed it, while combing her hair.

After calming down, the initial outburst also subsided.

"Hmm, I'm holding you like this, rubbing your head, with you in front of Jiang Wanfeng."

Fengbao, I'm sorry.

However, what he said was true. Whenever Jiang Wanfeng was held in his arms, she would breathe on him and move around. If you touched her head, she would bite you.

"Was it also before Ya Jie's...?"

Lin Mo was taken aback. A fox that could draw inferences from one instance to another...

Thinking about it carefully, it makes sense.

I'm not that close to Jiebao.

"Correct."

After receiving affirmation, Hu Yu'en seemed reborn. Her pink upper lip pouted like a little rabbit, revealing her adorable pearly teeth, and she looked up at him with crescent-shaped eyes.

Suddenly it doesn't seem like a fox anymore, but it's normal for foxes to imitate other animals.

"Is this way of thinking... good or bad...?"

She lowered her head again, her chin drooping halfway down, before Lin Mo immediately lifted it up.

"I like you the way you are, it's great."

"Open it quickly."

"Hmm~"

Hu Yu'en touched the edge of the small box, not in a hurry to open it.

She waved it near her ear first, and just hearing the voice inside made her laugh happily.

She carefully examined the seams of the box, meticulously wedging them with her fingernails. At this point, she glanced at him again.

"Yes, yes, it works..."

This time, the questioning was less timid and more like a pleading gesture, like a little girl who had just received a reward trying to convey her emotional value to an adult.

"Absolutely certain."

"You keep it open, I'll go carry the door over."

"Door..."

Hu Yu'en was taken aback.

"I bought it from those workers, but I only bought a few iron frames and a few screws."

"It cost me two Chinese cigarettes."

"We still need to put it on."

He released the girl. To be honest, Hu Yu'en's embrace must have been the most comfortable, after all, she was a capitalist...

Who said it would have body odor? It smells wonderful!

Even though I had seen photos of her in various poses on my phone, actually holding her in my arms still made my heart flutter.

Fengbao, whose body shape is closest to hers, is the most active when held, and doesn't offer the same level of comfort.

He walked a few steps, picked up the iron frame from the ground,

Then I heard the fox whimpering behind me.

Looking back, I saw the girl holding the pair of earrings, stomping her feet on the ground, her cheeks burning red.

So girls really do cry! Shen Yanxi only knows how to giggle, crying is the correct way to act cute.

It's not exactly pretending.

She really is cute.

After carrying the steel frame and assembling it with screws,

Hu Yu'en had already put on her earrings, also gold and silver jewelry. She had clearly chosen the least conspicuous type for long-term wear, but they still looked incredibly elegant on her.

Before he could say anything, the girl had already reached out her hand.

Lin Mo paused, about to brush the rust off his pants, when he remembered that Jie Bao had given them to him.

But Hu Yu'en certainly didn't mind, nor did she care about whether it was dirty or not. She eagerly slipped her soft, white hand into his palm.

"Lin Mo, you're still wearing the clothes Ya Jie made..."

"what happened?"

"It would feel...so exciting..."

"...Let's go through the door first, go through the ceremony, otherwise this dilapidated door will fall apart."

"Lin Mo... even if Mom doesn't agree, and I give up everything and come to see you in tatters, will you still take care of Yu En?"

It's a rather heavy promise.

Hu Yu'en seemed to be able to guess her own ending.

"You're not a beggar, so why are you all dressed in rags?"

"Hmm~ It seems like Mom has found a new dad... I'm not the only one anymore."

"If we sneak away, then we'll get nothing..."

No wonder this has affected my recent state of mind.

"Well... I could still support you."

After hesitating for a moment,

"Definitely."

Just as he finished speaking, he took her hand.

It was like crawling through a fox den, squeezing through the most rudimentary adult door in the world.

Chapter 145 Little Cow Doesn't Count

"Click."

The sound of the camera shutter still echoes in my mind.

Shen Yanxi hid at the end of the corridor, peeking out to take a picture of this scene.

She didn't know why, but she had a premonition that something would happen tonight.

After finding the hoodie for Lin Mo in the classroom earlier, she quietly followed him here.

What happened was indeed unexpected.

But it's also inevitable...

Seeing such a sweet scene, she couldn't help but want to record it.

Perhaps it could also be written in a diary.

This taste is like having a layer of passion fruit syrup spread on the surface of your heart.

I felt sweet joy at my friend's hard-won happiness, but after the sweetness, a strong sour taste gradually spread to the tip of my tongue with each heartbeat.

Until it becomes bitter.

As if she had an ulcer covered in watermelon frost, the girl would mutter a few words angrily as she took small, hesitant steps down the corridor.

"Eating secretly."

“Xixi would never do such a thing.”

"Bad woman."

Shen Yanxi muttered to herself, threading the camera onto a rope and hanging it around her neck, looking just like a primary school student on a school trip.