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  "Roooaaaar? Rrraaahhhr? Roooooaaaaar?"

  It's not a small matter to be buried in the snow at this time. Yunmian hastily went to touch him, anxiously jumping around and whimpering, using his nose tip to touch his body. After probing that he still had a weak breath, Yunmian didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly bit his tail, pulling him into the fox den with force.

  This little white fox had been buried in the snow for who knows how long, his body was icy cold and his breath was so weak that it was almost gone. When Yunmian pulled him back, he could feel the icy chill emanating from his body.

  The cave blocked the wind for the most part, and the temperature was slightly higher than outside, but it wasn't much better. Especially when the unconscious white fox came in, the chill on his body seemed to immediately lower the air temperature by a notch.

  The cloud slept and was struck by the bone-piercing cold, but she didn't dare to linger. She quickly pushed him to the warmest place where she usually slept and put him down well. From the hole, she flipped out the fallen leaves that had been stored before and hastily used the small magic of the fox official to spit a small fireball and start a fire. When the cave gradually warmed up, she hurriedly went to see the appearance of the male fox.

  Qingqiu has foxes of all colors, but Yunmian Lingzhi has been open for so long and it's the first time she sees a boy who is also a white fox. His whole body hair is as clean and pure as snow, without any impurities, his eyes are closed and haven't woken up yet, although he hasn't opened his eyes, but from Yunmian's angle, she thinks he is one of the most handsome foxes.

  Yunmian had already carefully removed the snow and ice from his body, but Xiao Baihu was still unconscious. She was anxious to death, wasn't it warm enough for him not to die?

  She thought and thought, feeling that the warmest one left in this cave was herself. She jumped around beside him a couple of times, finally finding a position to make her move, then pounced on the white fox's body, twisted her own, and snuggled into his arms, letting him hold her. The two white foxes were almost the same size, with Yunmian being slightly smaller, so she fit snugly in his embrace.

  She adjusted her comfortable position and used her tail to wrap him up, wrapping the fox in her own tail.

  She had been exposed to the cold air for a night in the icy snow, and she shivered as she clung to his chest. Yunmian couldn't help but let out a soft "wu" sound, but she still buried herself deeper into his arms, relying on his body warmth. Yunmian felt like she was being hugged by a large block of ice, her ears drooping as she rested her head on his chest, covering him with one hand while listening to the faint sound of his heartbeat...

  ……

  That night, Wen Ting had a vague and chilling nightmare.

  He felt as if his body was being disassembled and reassembled, his soul almost scattered by the turbulent spiritual energy. His whole body was covered in cold sweat, suffering to the point of desperation, and then he fell into darkness, with all sides seemingly filled with bone-chilling ice...

  Suddenly, a warm feeling rose from his chest, spreading throughout his body and eventually heating up. Wen Ting furrowed his brow, only to discover that he was sweating profusely, his head spinning, and it seemed like someone was whispering "hurry up and wake up" in his ear. He felt uncomfortable, yet somehow didn't want to disappoint the voice, so he struggled to open his eyes...

  "Ahhhroo!"

  Wen Ting didn't expect that as soon as he opened his eyes, a pair of worried eyes were staring back at him. He was startled for a moment before realizing that the person in front of him was a beautiful fox-shaped girl. When she saw him wake up, she immediately let out a happy cry and excitedly jumped around the cave, wagging her tail non-stop, and even came over to nuzzle his chin with her head.

  That little white fox happily ran around him, calling out to him "yip yip" and seeing that he still didn't react, worried that he couldn't understand the local dialect of Qingqiu, switched to standard Mandarin and asked with concern: "Are you awake?"

  As she spoke, she anxiously leaned over, wanting to see his condition, and asked: "Are you still cold? Is there anywhere else uncomfortable? Do you want to eat something?"

  The girl suddenly got so close, and Wen Ting was a little flustered for a moment. Unfortunately, he was dizzy at this time and couldn't dodge.

  He stared blankly at the small white fox in front of him. His head ached unbearably, as if it had just been split open and stitched back together, but looking at the white fox jumping around in front of him seemed somewhat familiar, as if he had seen her somewhere before, especially the red mark on her forehead, which seemed to be a déjà vu...

  As he thought about it, Wen Ting suddenly felt a dull ache in his brow, and he let out a pained "hiss" as he bent down to examine the depression on the ground.

  The den of the fox where Yunmian lived was uneven, and last night's cold wind had caused the water dripping from the stone pillar to freeze a bit. But with the warmth from the fire that Wenhui had lit, it melted again, and more water dripped down. At this moment, a pool of water in the depression reflected the light, shining like a mirror. Wenhui lowered his head to take a look, and saw his own reflection.

  A white fox without any impurities, but with a red mark on its forehead that is simply a vertical line rather than three marks.

  A very familiar face, yet somehow a bit out of place.

  Wen Ting gazed at her own reflection in the water and furrowed her brow.

  He was dazed for a moment, and Yunmian had already run to the depths of the cave with a "pa" sound, picked up a fruit, and then ran back quickly with a "pa" sound, putting the fruit in front of him, saying happily: "Wow!"

  As she spoke, she pushed the fruit forward with her forehead, blushing and expectant: "This is for you to eat, go ahead."

  Yunmian had already brought out the best she could, but she knew that her living conditions were actually quite simple, so she still felt a bit embarrassed, and her tail curled up involuntarily.

  Wen Ting was taken aback and heard Yun Mian say that he actually felt hungry. After thinking for a moment, he said thank you: "Thank you."

  After finishing speaking, he bowed his head and ate the fruit, and when he raised his head again, Wen Ting saw that the little white fox was still on the side, looking at him expectantly, shaking its tail anxiously.

  He really felt that the little white fox was familiar, and there was an inexplicable sense of embarrassment... Being stared at by her like this, Wen Ting couldn't help but feel a bit flustered, subconsciously looking away, yet still replying: "......It's very delicious."

  "Ahh!"

  Yunmian felt relieved and transformed back into a happy fox. She bounced up and down, asking: "Are you still hungry? Is there anything else you'd like to eat?"

  In fact, the wild fruits that can be stored from autumn to now, even if Yunmian has taken good care of them, are not very delicious. Moreover, Wen Ting is so hungry that his tongue is numb in the cold winter, and he can't taste anything. But looking at the bright eyes of the little white fox in front of him, he couldn't say no, and secretly felt lucky that he had said so earlier.

  Wen Ting thought for a moment and declined Yunmian's suggestion to eat something, instead asking: "You... what's your name?"

  "Yunmian, I'm Yunmian." Yunmian said excitedly, "And there's a nickname, nickname is Tuantuan!"

  Wen Ting's face turned red, and she didn't dare to call out his nickname since they had just met. She politely nodded and replied: "Yunmian."

  Yunmian responded happily and looked at him expectantly: "And you? Where did you come from? Why were you lying in the snow?"

  Wen Ting looked at Yun Mian's appearance and subconsciously wanted to open his mouth to answer, but he couldn't help but pause as soon as he opened it: "I..."

  "Huh?"

  Yunmian tilted her head strangely.

  Wen Ting suddenly became flustered, his mind a complete blank, and he had no idea what Yun Mian was talking about... or rather, he felt like he had just woken up right here.

  Wen Ting furrowed his brow and said vaguely: "I don't remember..."

  "Huh?"

  He woke up with a start and took another step in his direction with concern.

  Wen Ting felt anxious as she gazed at Yun Mian, who unknowingly closed his eyes, furrowed his brow and concentrated hard on recalling.

  Everything went black before his eyes, and some chaotic scenes emerged in his mind. He seemed to have pushed the table over and fallen to the ground, with dark clouds and purple lightning flashing by, and his body was torn apart in agony...