Fox Talks About Qinglan

The day does not understand the darkness of the night, but the night does not understand the brightness of the day? My name is Qinglan. Grandma said I was born from a fox. I should find a better excuse for this, right? When I was a child, I had a dog named Bai Ye, but later it got lost and I never had a pet again. Three years after Master Bai left, my grandma passed away, and the person closest to me in the world was gone. I guarded the three-story building left to me by my grandma, guarded my grandma's shop, and endured the people in my circle calling me Qiantang Shaojun. Bai's appearance made my originally boring life much happier, but it was just based on causing me trouble. Thanks to his old man, I finally didn't let me be the so-called Qiantang Young Master for nothing. If this boring life is full of disasters, I truly feel that it is a miracle that I am still alive. I should apply for the Guinness World Records, but will anyone believe what I say? Qinglan, you look really ugly when you cry! Shut up, you bastard, you are almost dead and you still don't forget to hit me! Just die, it's not like you haven't died before. Don't worry, Guijun and I are very familiar with each other. ... He has said this, what else can I do? Qinglan, what are you doing here? I'm here to see Mr. Ghost. The corner of the man's mouth twitched and he said with a smile: "It seems that Bai Jiang has taken good care of you, and you still have the courage to come to Ghost Lord." Having walked three meters away, he suddenly turned around and smiled at me and said: The ghost king is in the underworld three miles away. If you don't know, you can catch any little ghost and find out just by asking. If someone stops you, just say that you are Master Xing's guest and they will let you go. I stared gratefully at his retreating back in a daze. It took me a long time to recover, but I actually forgot to say thank you. Qinglan, would you like to come in and have a cup of tea? Staring at the man's familiar face, I slammed the door with a frightened voice, "Damn Xingfeng, don't always appear in front of me!" The cold wind was blowing, and I stood on the edge of the cliff, dressed in green clothes and luoqun, gazing into the dark night. I really wanted to go back in time and change the fate of me and him. I have always been wishful thinking about one thing: as long as I am willing, things will turn around and our ending will be rewritten. I really overestimated my abilities and underestimated the ruthlessness of time. Since I am willing to make you sad, I will not feel sorry for your injury. He left in vain, left without any warning, perhaps in a hurry, without leaving even a single word. This makes me a little disappointed, after all, we have been together day and night for so long. Because of pride, we miss each other. We hold our heads high and feel that our pride is more important than anything else. But as time passed, it became clear that the so-called pride was nothing compared to the pain that would erode the bones in the future. Every time I wake up from a dream in the middle of the night with a broken heart, I will regret it, but unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in the world. In the years to come, you will spend the next few years in pain, regret, and guilt, feeling that you have lost your most precious feelings and missed the most worthy person, so that you will remain stuck in your own ways and never get out of the cage you have set for yourself. The story has been told, and the tree I was holding on to has gradually withered over time. The story has no continuation, but the person I am waiting for is not the one I love