Under the silver moon, the bamboo raft and boat quietly broke through the lake. The fox looked up to the sky, a little drunk, and moved the lake with a pair of slender hands.
"Come on, Yu'er, Yu'er, come and have another drink with me. When I cultivate my human body, I will take a small boat, carry a pot of wine, and go with the tide!"
Lin Qing: "What a follower! I wonder if you can leave me a straw mat, a wine glass, and a pair of bowls and chopsticks by your side at that time?"
Hu'er smiled and asked, "I have wine, what do you have?"
Lin Qing: "I have... Braised chicken butt."
Hu'er: "Hahaha... If you don't want to be the best in the world, why do you still remember me?"
Lin Qing: "In this world without you, I don't want to go anywhere. I just want to drift with you for the rest of my life..."
Intention: There is a way in the world, and there is no special way for being a monster.