Little Cotton

4

    "Little Cotton, where did you come from?"

    "Xiquan Mountain..."

    "Xiquan Mountain? Where is that place...how can I send you back?"

    "No, don't...don't go back..."

    Liang Ye , with the wind passing by.

    The extinguished bonfire reflects the dark and damp cave.

    Little Cotton turned into a human figure, curled up at a corner of the stone wall, and hugged her trembling little body tightly with her thin arms.

    The beating flames made her face red with teardrops, and her dirty little hands wiped away the teardrops that kept pouring out of her eyes.

    "Don't cry, don't cry... If you don't want to go back, then don't go back." The fox demon squatted in front of her, her long ink-like hair tied behind her back, her eyes were full of comfort, " If you don't go home, is there anywhere else you can go?"

    Little Mianmian sobbed and shook her head, only raised her tearful eyes, and timidly looked at the strange fox demon in front of her.

    Seeing this, the fox demon couldn't help but bend her pretty eyebrows and smile at her.

    "In that case, why don't you follow me from now on?"

    She said, raising her hands and stroking her muddy cheeks.

    Xiao Mian subconsciously wanted to avoid such physical contact, but the cool touch of her fingertips carried a gentleness that she had never seen in her life, and she dared not expect.

    For a moment, the tears that blurred his vision were gently wiped away by those gentle hands.

    "How? You will be with me from now on."

    The fox demon carefully wiped off that pear-blossoming little face, held it in the palm of his hand and looked at it for a few seconds, his eyes blurred a little.

    She said, "Anyway... I don't have anywhere to go."

    Her words were still gentle, but the smile in her eyes was a little more bitter.

    The girl's eyes couldn't help but startled, and when she came back to her senses, the bitterness in the fox demon's eyes had disappeared without a trace.

    "Hey, little cotton, do you have a name?"

    "Yu Ling."

    "Yu Ling?" The fox demon raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it the jade of jade, the spirit of the gods?"

    "Long Yu, the bell of the bell. "Little Mianmian said, looking at the flickering bonfire with dazed eyes, "My mother said that our cotton's whole life is to make bolls and spit. Knotting a bell is always the best blessing for a cotton flower..."

    "Your mother must love you very much." Said the fox demon, turned over and sat beside Yu Ling, with her back against the stone wall, turned her head sideways, and looked at the entrance of the cave Initiated to stay.

    "What about you? What's your name?"

    "I... Lin Shuang, you can call me Lin Shuang."

    "Is there any meaning?"

    "No." "Oh

    ..."

    "Little cotton, what do you look like?" Stupid?"

    "No, no!"

    Yu Ling frowned, letting the light of the fire shine on her swollen little face.