Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Soon the eaves and the ground were wet.

However, the man who was still chopping firewood seemed to be unable to feel the rain and was still chopping firewood.

Holding the ax in one hand, veins appeared in his muscles.

His body was covered with sweat and he was silent.

The cold rain hit me and even wet the dry firewood.

He was still chopping piece by piece, tirelessly, and seemed to have endless strength in his body.

His back is thin and he is alone.

In the heavy rain, in the empty yard.

In the cowshed, the cows were very quiet.

In the chicken coop, the chickens are also very quiet.

Only the fox, standing under the eaves.

Watching, walking back and forth.

She was shouting at him, one after another.

He seemed to be in a hurry, calling him to stop and come back.

But for the first time, the man didn't listen to its call.

Drenched in the rain, his movements were fierce.

Lift the ax and chop again and again.

Lift up, chop down.

Like a machine that never gets tired.

It's heartbreaking to watch.

It hurts so much.

The fox stood under the eaves, anxious and annoyed.

He ran over, bit his trouser leg, and pulled at him.

Want him back.

But without saying a word, he just hugged it back under the eaves.

Then he turned around and walked into the rain.

"..." The fox stood there, really annoyed.

"Ouch!"

Can you come back? !

The back figure in the heavy rain was indifferent.

Still cutting.

The cutting action was extremely harsh.

As if using the utmost strength.

The fox was so angry that he walked back and forth under the eaves.

"Su Chen!"

The annoyed, melodious and soft female voice penetrated the heavy rain and fell.

got into his ears.

His movements suddenly stopped.

The movement of swinging the ax to chop down stopped there.

It was raining heavily and the water was cold.

It fell on him, making his face and hands wet.

His hand gripped the handle of the ax tightly, holding it still.

The rain passed across his fair face silently, his eyelashes were lowered, and his eyes were dark.

It was pitch black, bottomless, as dark as an abyss.

No expression of joy or anger.

It was motionless, like a sculpture that had been wet.

Yun Si was really going to be pissed off by him.

She took the umbrella nearby and opened it.

Holding an umbrella, she ran behind him.

Standing on tiptoes, he held the umbrella above his head.

She protected him from the rain, snatched the ax from his hand, and threw it directly to the ground aside.

The heavy ax hit the ground with a bang.

The man lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Hands covered with rain and sweat hung down.

Because of excessive exertion, I was shaking uncontrollably.

Trembling violently.

Yun Si grabbed his hand and pulled him away.

He was forcefully pulled under the eaves.

At this point, the bullpen is quiet.

The chicken coop is also very quiet.

Watching quietly, not daring to say a word.

Looking at the scorching-colored fairy, he threw the umbrella aside, and then pulled the soaked man into the house.

Immediately, the door clicked and closed.

ox:……

chicken:……

I can’t watch it anymore.

The cow lowered his head silently.

The chicken also retracted its neck silently.

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It was raining heavily outside, and there was silence in the house.

Yun Si pulled the man into the house and then took off his clothes.

He kept a cold face and didn't say a word.

The man, who was soaked all over, didn't say a word.

He just lowered his eyes and looked at her quietly.

The warm smile of the past was gone on his face.

His eyes were dark, terrifyingly dark.

When she was about to take off her pants, he suddenly held her down.

A wet, calloused hand grabbed her wrist.

She paused, raised her eyes, and looked at him.