Found an amnesiac fiancé

Fang Xingming stretched out his hand, and the little fox obediently climbed back onto his master. He grabbed the little fox's buttocks and counted again, "Why do you have six tails?"

"Isn't it good to have one more tail?" Fang Ren remembered that in Fang Xingming's family, the more tails the spirit body had, the stronger the spirit power that person possessed. "Now you are as powerful as your grandfather."

Thinking of that smiling, wily old man, Fang Xingming didn't feel that his mental strength was enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with his grandfather, but the fact that the little fox had grown six tails was in front of him.

The spirit body is not a real animal. Once it is differentiated from the guide waving the sentinel, the shape of their spirit body is fixed. I think I have never heard of anyone whose spirit body can mutate. Now there is an extra tail. Fang Xing Ming felt that his mental strength seemed to have also increased, but he didn't know if it was an illusion.

Fang Ren asked: "Your father's spiritual body seems to have seven tails?"

"It seems so." Not long after Fang Xingming got engaged to Gong Yan, his father passed away due to an accident. He hadn't differentiated yet, and he had never seen his father's spiritual body. He had heard from his grandfather.

He had just finished differentiation, and his mental body was a five-tailed arctic fox. Grandpa was very happy, and then he kicked him into the barracks, saying that he wanted to exercise him.

He has practiced for five years and made a lot of achievements, but he still has no idea of ​​joining the army all the time. Grandpa seems to have taken it easy and let him do what he wants to do, so he happily went to make movies.

Fang Xingming recalled that the last time he took a photo of the little fox, he was still normal, and the big thing that happened in the middle seemed to be that he was beeped—couldn’t this be a turning point?

Fang Xingming shuddered, remembering that the man Fang Ren said was old and ugly, so disgusting.

Fang Ren also figured out the strangeness, and asked: "Is it because of the combination? The combination of the sentinel and the guide can exert the greatest combat effectiveness. Maybe the combination can also enhance the spiritual power?"

"Then every time I make a temporary combination, I get stronger, and the more I do it, the stronger it becomes. Why does it feel a bit like the heretical kung fu in ancient times? It sucks people's energy, it's too sentimental."

"Isn't the spiritual body of your family a fox? Maybe there is some secret technique?"

Fang Xingming kicked Fang Ren lightly, "Can I keep being pushed under me in order to increase my mental power? What do I need such a high mental power for?"

When people say: "If it's what you want, why don't you increase your spiritual power by the way, and besides, you can't bear the temporary union again and again, just directly combine spiritually."

"Spiritual union, that's easy for you to say. I don't know if Gong Yan is willing or not if I want to." Except for the sentinel and the guide who love each other deeply and have the consciousness to die for each other, otherwise few people will be spiritually united.

Some couples would rather go out of their way to have a temporary union once a month. Anyway, it’s just going to bed once, and it’s not troublesome. When they can’t move the sheets, the hormones in the guide’s body can hardly trigger the estrus period.

Fang Xingming's parents loved each other deeply, and they marked their spirits as soon as they got married. After his father passed away, his mother fell into the "eternal day" and committed suicide not long after.

The tragedy of his mother's death left a huge psychological shadow on the young Fang Xingming. He didn't know whether she decided to die in love because she loved her father to the point of death, or because she couldn't bear the pain of Yong Zhou, so she ended her life .

Either way, it is beyond Fang Xingming's comprehension. If he combines with Gong Yan's spirit in the future but has no feelings, if Gong Yan dies, he must die with him, that would be too unfair.

On the other hand, if he can have a deep relationship with Gong Yan like his parents, without spiritual union, without the pain brought by Yong Zhou, he is willing to die with Gong Yan... Thinking about it, it seems that he is not so firm, maybe because he I can't imagine what love is like.

"He is not willing, I am willing." Fang Ren said.

Fang Xingming had a headache. Is this kid ignorant of the pain of Yong Zhou and Ji Ye, or is he really in love with him, "Go ahead, you are willing, I am not willing, bodyguard is a high-risk job, if you belch Now, do you still want to give me a backrest?"

Fang Ren said: "How can I die, it's almost as good as someone else dying in my hands."

They lived in the base for about a month, and Fang Xingming entered the susceptible period for the first time. It seems that the effect of temporary combination is indeed much better than that of inhibitors. It is safe and effective, and it will not produce drug resistance. It is said that it is a month That's one month.

Fang Ren injected Fang Xingming with an inhibitor, and he couldn't help but look forward to it. If there were two more, Fang Xingming would have no more inhibitors to use.

Although Lu Hui wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Fang Xingming, but their current grouping was very scientific. Fang Xingming could only be seen when he had breakfast every day and when he was sleeping at night. Fang Ren was by his side almost all the time. to the chance to be alone.

Zou Jing gave himself an inhibitor, and kept comforting himself in his heart that one-sixth of the time had passed, and with so many companions around him, he didn't need to be afraid at all.

He Ding recovered tenaciously, and took care of the meals for eleven people. He prepared convenient and portable meals every day and packed them in the lunch boxes issued by the program team. Those who went out to look for food no longer had to eat the same barbecue at noon every day.

Another two weeks later, it was Fang Xingming's turn to rest. He Ding cooked a pot of seafood soup. The staple food was the wild potatoes dug up a few days ago. He poured the seafood soup on top to make him feel full.

Fang Xingming picked up the lunch box and hadn't started eating yet. The smell of seafood hit his forehead, and suddenly he felt the stench of the soup in his hand. He put the lunch box back and retched a few times, but he didn't spit out anything. nausea.

"What's wrong?" Fang Ren asked with concern.

Fang Xingming said: "This soup..."

Chen Caiyuan and Wang Qi ate hungrily, and said, "Master He's craftsmanship is really good, it's salty and fragrant."

Fang Ren said: "Are you feeling unwell? Are you sick and have a bad appetite?"

Fang Xingming rubbed his nose, "I'm in good health, but I feel a little nauseous when I smell the seafood. Maybe it's because I ate too much seafood this month."

They are too lazy to catch birds flying in the sky, and animals on the ground are not often encountered. Almost every meal is fish, which is good if they have something to eat, and no one cares about their health.

He Ding said, "Then I'll cook some potatoes for you, just put some salt?"

"Master He, please." Fang Xingming didn't try to be brave anymore.

"Hey, it's all trivial." He Ding picked out a few potatoes with uniform heads, buried them in the burnt ash, and cooked them with the residual heat.

Fang Ren didn't know what was wrong with him, but he had the impression that Fang Xingming's body was very strong, and he hadn't been sick for more than a year. Could it be that he couldn't eat because of poor conditions?

He opened two coconuts, poured the coconut water into the pot, and scraped off the coconut meat with a spoon, "You should eat this first."

Fang Xingming ate the sweet coconut meat, and sure enough, he didn't feel that disgusting Bala. He said, "Well, it tastes good."

"If you don't want to eat seafood, let's go catch something else tomorrow. Going a little deeper in the woods, I have seen traces of wild boars."

"Wild boar?" Fang Xingming felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach when he thought of pork, "Forget it, you are very aggressive with things, it's not worth it."

"Then how can you survive without eating? How long can you survive eating potatoes every day?"

"I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach today, not all the time in the future. Don't curse me."

Fang Ren said: "Tomorrow you stay at the base to rest, don't go out."

"I... okay, if it's still uncomfortable then, I won't hold you back."

"I don't think you're lagging behind, but I'm worried about you."

"Oh, I see, you're so long-winded." Fang Xingming pulled the potatoes out of the ashes, feeling warm in his heart, Fang Ren cared so much about him, he released the little fox for him to play with.

When Lu Hui and Zou Jing came back in the afternoon, they heard that Fang Xingming was sick, and they all gathered around to take care of him. The fishy smell almost made Fang Xingming faint.

"Brother Xingming, what are you having for dinner?" Zou Jing asked.

"I don't know. Just eat a few more potatoes and make up for it. It should be much better tomorrow."

Zou Jing went to look in his bag. He still had the food that he had divided equally before. He found a few bags of instant porridge. The shelf life is very long. He originally planned to save it and eat it slowly. "This is for you to eat."

Fang Xingming hadn't eaten rice for a long time, so Fang Ren took it away, and asked Zou Jing, "Give it all to me, are you willing?"

Zou Jing nodded: "You even gave me the inhibitor, and I want to help you too."

Fang Xingming patted Zou Jing's head, he liked such a pure and sincere child, as long as he was nice to him, he would remember it in his heart.

Fang Ren said, "You never touched my head."

"..." Fang Xingming wondered what kind of jealousy he was, and touched Fang Ren's hair perfunctorily, making Fang Ren's hair look like a chicken coop.

Fang Ren was happy, and gave Fang Xingming a bag of prunes, "This is sour, appetizing."

Fang Xingming had the illusion that he did the right thing, so Fang Ren gave him a snack to reward him. After taking it apart and putting it in his mouth, it was really comfortable, "You guys can pick some fruits other than coconuts tomorrow, and the unripe ones are fine." Okay, I want to eat sour now."

Zou Jing made a joke: "Those who didn't know thought you were pregnant."

"Fuck you." Fang Xingming took a plum and stuffed it into Zou Jing's mouth.

Zou Jingya was almost sour. It was too wasteful to throw up such a precious snack. After chewing it a few times, he swallowed it. "You can eat it so sour. Brother Xingming, you are really good."

The next day, after everyone in Group A left except for Fang Xingming, Lu Hui gave He Ding all his spare food, "Master He, if the captain can't eat seafood, you can make him something else. "

"Oh, okay, okay, I'm just worried that I don't know what to do for that child for lunch, and I can't always drink porridge."

"Yeah." Lu Hui looked at Fang Xingming who was sleeping in the tent, then turned around and went out to collect firewood.

Fang Xingming didn't get up until noon, he didn't know why, he was a little lethargic for the past two days, when he lay down, he fell into a dark sleep, and he would only get up to eat when he was hungry.

Seeing the delicious rice and a few small dishes, he asked He Ding: "Master He, haven't Fang Ren and I finished eating long ago?"

"It was given by Lu Hui. You are not feeling well. Eat more."

Fang Xingming was a little awkward, he had already rejected him, and ate his food again, but he couldn't bear to let him eat seafood, so he could only say: "Senior Lu, thank you."

"There is no need to be burdened. If other people in the team need it, I will do the same."