Chapter 68

  "Have you arrived?"

  I lay on the fox's back, weak and breathless, and asked him. I raised my eyes to glance at the surrounding environment, except for trees and stones, where did we run to?

  "What are you doing?"

  The fox's stuttering voice came over.

  "My stomach doesn't feel good, I think I'm going to throw up again."

  As soon as I finished speaking, I felt the fox's body tremble slightly.

  "Hold it in, don't spit."

  He let out a loud roar and swooped down, putting me on the ground, and people jumped far away in an instant.

  Just as he was about to throw up, he swallowed it back down again.

  I was heartbroken and pointed a trembling finger at him, crying: "You've gone too far."

  The stone under me is pressing against my chest, and it hurts so much! You stupid thing, don't you know how to put things in a good place? Putting something with stones under the chest, do you know that I almost flattened my chest?!

  "Is it excessive? Not at all!"

  The fox slowly and leisurely spat out these words.

  I glared at him with a fierce stare.

  The fox leaned against a tree with one hand and pinched its nose tightly with the other, looking at me with an expression of disgust.

  "Hurry up and vomit, quickly finish vomiting, then crawl to the river by yourself. Rinse your mouth clean of the dirty things inside, and also bury the dirty things you vomited out, lest when I return tonight, I accidentally step on them and feel disgusted."

  I was already burning with anger, and when I heard him say that, my face turned bright red with rage, my head spinning dizzily as if I was going to pass out from lack of oxygen, I wished I could just faint and get it over with, so I wouldn't have to deal with this annoying person.

  "Are you done vomiting? I don't have much time to waste on you."

  The fox pinched its nose with one hand and fanned in front of it with the other.

  Accompany him here, accompany him here. If I had known it would end up like this, I wouldn't have come even if he took advantage of me. Now I'm suffering and still being looked down on by him.

  My eyes suddenly hurt so much that I felt miserable, inexplicably, I just wanted to cry, but at the same time, I didn't want to be looked down upon by this heartless fox. I lay on the stone, buried my head, sniffled, and said to him: "You go alone, I'm not feeling well, can't accompany you."

  "Why?"

  His tone suddenly rose sharply.

  "Because..." I sniffled again, "because I don't want to go with you. You drag me wherever you want without telling me where we're going, treating me like an object. You've never asked if I'm willing to come along, and you never give me a kind face. All you do is bully me... all you do is scold me..."

  Thinking that at home, there is only Grandpa to bully me, after all, he is old and the only relative I have in this world. But what's with this fox? What right does it have to come to my house, eat my food, live in my place, and even compete with me for everything?

  I was more and more heartbroken, the tears I had been holding back finally couldn't be held back anymore, and I didn't care how this fox would mock me, so I let out a loud wail.

  "Waaahhh... You're a bad person, you only know how to bully me, only know how to bully me, every day you only know how to bully me."

  "Really?"

  The fox suddenly spoke up and asked.

  I thought he was going to threaten me again, and the crying sound stopped abruptly. After a while, without waiting for him to say anything else, I only heard him coughing softly a few times, which sounded somewhat fake to my ears.