I am a fox who loved for a thousand years A thousand years of love, a thousand years of loneliness In the long night, do you know for whom I mend my red makeup? In the mortal world, do you know for whom I comb my beautiful hair? I am a fox who has waited for a thousand years A thousand years of waiting, a thousand years of helplessness When love runs deep, watch me dance for you with my beauty When love hurts, listen to me pour out my feelings in song We swore eternal love while studying by the cold window But golden halls and wedding candles became distant paths. Can you let me cry for love? I am still the white fox who loved you a thousand years ago. How many springs have come and gone, day after day? In every life, I am always your fox. Can you let me cry for love? I am still the unchanged white fox through countless lives. How many springs have come and gone, day after day? In future lives, I will still be your fox.
She had always loved this song’s touching and persistent love, hoping to find someone to depend on, someone for whom she could dance. Now that Hao was by her side, she feared that the song’s longing of waiting a thousand years might ultimately befall her.
Continuously singing this song she loved most in modern times, her face bore a heart-breaking beauty.
The song’s deep emotions could touch anyone, causing passersby to stop.
Hearing applause, she turned her head, displeased at the interruption.
Standing beside Hao was an exceedingly handsome man with phoenix eyes, a high nose, and thin lips carrying a playful smile. Many women would likely be enamored by him—charming yet dangerous, capable of breaking hearts. This was her first impression.
Long Junhao watched her quietly, feeling a sharp sensation in his heart. Her performance made him feel like he might drift away. The deep emotions in her song brought him an inexplicable heartache, and he disliked this feeling of losing control.
He had thought that under his protection, she would be happy and without sorrow. Now, he witnessed another side of her with another man, and it stirred feelings of possessiveness within him. He wanted to treasure her close.
Domineeringly, he walked to her and gently embraced her.
