I would like to drain my blood and die,
Transformed into a ring of ruby around your waist,
Use my thousand-year spiritual power to drive away evil spirits and relieve worries for you, seize power and bring blessings to you.
As you wish, I will never leave you.
It's not because I love you so much, it's just that I no longer want to be the heartless woman you love.
If possible, I don't need you to rescue me. Even if I am imprisoned by a spell until I wither to ashes, and even if everyone wants to kill me, I will still be that charming fire fox who is free, heartless, without love or hatred.
Please forgive me, I just don't want to drink your blood to extend my life, I don't want to succumb to the entangled fate of love, and I don't dare to touch the warmth between your eyebrows or the indifference at the corners of your lips.
I don't have any intention, so why would you force me to have feelings for you?
Don't blame me for choosing not to be a woman but to be a fox in the next life. I only know that if we had never met before, you would have been a very good you, and you would have had your quiet and serene daughter in the corner of the city, and I would have been me with a wicked smile, drinking blood with thick hair, charming with light breasts. I don't have to understand the warmth and coldness of the world, and I don't have to feel that being loved by you is a kind of torture.
Because I don't deserve it.
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