Painted Skin

"Have you seen a doctor?"

"..."

"You have been avoiding interviews, is it because your heart is not good, you're afraid of people bothering you?"

"..."

"That... I won't bother you, I won't interview you either. You are sick. I opened the door and troubled you."

"I think you have misunderstood..." Helan's voice was obviously depressed.

"Mr. Helan, please allow me to praise you, you are very kind. Listening to your conversation, I feel like I am sitting in a spring breeze. Let's talk again next time. Goodbye!"

"So, you are really scared."

"...No."

"Your hand is shaking very hard."

"It's nothing."

"Your legs are shaking."

"It's nothing."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I am not afraid of anything."

"Then why are you stepping on my feet?"

"Sorry."

Moonlight fell on Pipi's shoulders, flashing on her white skin.

Also flashing were the white teeth of He Lanjing.

Pipi's soul was in chaos.

After a moment, she finally asked: "You said that you are not a human - what are you?"

"I am a fox."

"You are a fox?"

"Yes. Human beings think that they are consciously higher than everything. In the end, they are just a group of monkeys. We are similar."

"Oh--" Pipi was in shock.

After a long time, she asked again: "Then you are this year… how old?"

"I am older than you."

"By how much?"

"A lot... I am eight hundred and seventy-nine years old."

When Pipi was in a hurry, her mind was not very good, especially with numbers. After a long period of time, she didn't reach a correct number. Her spine was stuck on the cold well wall and it could not be tightened any more. She wanted to sink into that wall and become a fossil. At the same time, a few stories of Liaozhai flashed in her mind, but fortunately, the foxes were positive and kind. However, another story immediately covered up all the previous stories with an overwhelming strength.

"Painted Skin."

Pipi refused to recall the specific content of "Painted Skin", licking her lips and insisting on calmness: "If you want to eat me, you will regret it."