The setting sun was like blood, dyeing through the willow branches. A seriously injured and dying fox was curled up under the tree. Every breath seemed to have exhausted the remaining vitality, just waiting for death to knock on the door.
It happened that the scholar from the neighboring village was passing by, and he saw the dying little creature. Without any hesitation, a gentle smile appeared on his lips, and he whispered: "Little fox, don't be afraid, from now on, I will be responsible for taking care of you." When he carefully picked up the fox, the scholar's figure was reflected in the fox's clear eyes. From then on, its heart was completely immersed in the tenderness of this hug.
In the years to come, the fox would accompany the scholar in the morning and evening, watching him study hard under the lamp and think before his case, and also accompany him through the mountains and countryside, and the streets and alleys of the market. It testifies that the scholar sticks to his true heart in the ups and downs of the world, and also develops secret feelings in their companionship day and night. It's just that people and foxes have different paths. Time passes quietly as the pages of the book are turned, and the picture of the first encounter under Liu Xia becomes clearer and clearer. However, the world of mortals is far away, and the years are often accompanied by sighs.
Can this bond across races withstand the twists of fate? What kind of lingering and tragic legend will the scholar's ambition and the fox's hidden thoughts write in the fateful scroll called "Yangming"?