Chapter 368 Extra Chapter 7: Fox Nine's Two Thousand-Word Love Letter
Fox Nine: By the time you see this letter, I will have already failed in my confession.

Dear Dr. Jiang:

Hello there!

I am Fox Nine, and I'm going to confess my feelings to you tomorrow. I'm feeling nervous and excited right now.

I haven't read many books, so I probably can't write very sweet love words, and maybe they're even a bit nonsensical, but what I'm writing down right now is all my current feelings. I hope you won't dislike this love letter, well, it should be a love letter, right?

This is my first time writing a love letter, so please excuse my lack of experience.

Dr. Jiang, the first time I met you was in that narrow, damp alley on Exile Star. I wonder if you remember?
You probably don't remember, but whether you remember or not, I do.

That alley was dirty, chaotic, and in poor condition, and many people who couldn't afford rooms were lying there.

My brother and I arrived here penniless; this alley is just a temporary place for us to sleep.

It was all very ordinary and there wasn't anything particularly memorable about it.

But that night I met you.

I don't know how to describe the first time I saw you.

It's like being instantly drawn to someone in a crowd.

Dr. Jiang, it really was a wonderful feeling. Everyone else seemed to have become mere background figures, and only your figure was clear.

It's like you can't hold your gaze or control your emotions; your eyes and feelings follow you wherever you go.

For the first time, I experienced a feeling called loss of control.

But your demeanor makes me realize that we may not be from the same world.

It's even less likely that we'll have any interaction.

But I didn't think too much about it that night.

All I remember is that in the dim light, amidst the stench of garbage, sweat, and sourness, you brought a refreshing fragrance the moment you passed by.

That fragrance seemed to overwhelm all my senses.
The fragrance wasn't overpowering; in fact, it was almost ethereal. Yet, it completely captivated me.

When you passed by, I noticed your excessively white wrist, which looked whiter than the moon I saw when I was a child.

At that moment, the sound of my heart pounding was completely unstoppable.

It was especially interesting to see you calmly pull out your gun and point it at that orc.

I couldn't help but fall in love with you.

You were still wearing a mask at that time because the air in the outer city was not as fresh as the air in the inner city and was still slightly polluted. I guess that's why you wore an oxygen mask.

I can't see your face, but I still can't help but fall in love with you.

I can't describe how I felt that night. It was like the lingering thunder of a rainy day, filling my heart with a restless, turbulent feeling. It was also as humid and hot as summer, and my body temperature couldn't help but rise along with it.

It was an extremely out-of-control feeling, as if one's body and soul were being controlled by someone else, and one was unable to restrain oneself.

But I didn't feel uncomfortable at all; on the contrary, I felt happier and happier.

It was a kind of joy that came from the soul, a feeling I had never experienced before. That sense of loss of control was joyful, and not at all unpleasant.

This feeling was incredibly joyful; I can't find the right words to describe it. It was like candy stuck to my chest, sweet and sticky at the same time. After watching you leave that alley, I suddenly felt a deep sense of loneliness.

I stared in the direction you left, watching you walk further and further away, and my mood plummeted to an extremely low point.

I have never experienced this feeling before. It was like two extreme emotions rising and falling and then colliding at once. It was truly the first time in my life that I had experienced this.

You left this alley, and I think you went in the direction of that bar.

I'm guessing that you'll have to pass through this alley again on your way back from the bar.

So, after such a long and tiring day, I should have gone to bed earlier.

But that night I kept my eyes wide open, staring at the alley entrance, feeling that someone would appear there.

That person will come back; I don't want to miss the chance to see you.

Sure enough, you came back in the middle of the night. My wait was worthwhile.

I watched you walk past, and at that moment I so hoped you would notice my gaze and suddenly turn to look at me. But I was also very timid, afraid that you would suddenly turn to look at me and see the affection in my eyes that I couldn't hide.

I'm afraid that when you see me, your eyes will be filled with disgust.

Back then, I was lying in such a dirty and messy place, and my clothes were also filthy. I was originally a white fox beastman, but my fur looked like it was covered with a layer of dust, and I didn't look good at all. At that time, I hoped that you would suddenly notice me, but I also didn't want you to see me.

When you walked past, you weren't wearing that mask anymore, and I could see your face clearly. You were indeed just as I had imagined, very beautiful.

At that time, I told my brother that I wanted to pursue you.

My brother said I was daydreaming and told me to stop dreaming, but I still want to give it a try.

But I don't want to meet you again in my current state; I want to stand beside you looking radiant and beautiful.

That night, even though I was very tired, my brain was unusually excited, and I couldn't fall asleep at all. My mind was filled with images of you.

Later, I planned to find out where you lived. You were a pharmacist. Just as I was thinking about how to get to know you, my brother fell ill and went to you for treatment. We naturally got to know each other and exchanged contact information via computer.

At that time, I felt that we were destined to be together, and that we would definitely have a future together.

After that incident, I liked you even more.

I want to strive to become outstanding, so outstanding that when I stand next to you, others will envy me.

But accidents always happen unexpectedly. You happened to witness me getting into a fight while I was picking up trash. At that moment, my blood boiled and I suddenly realized the inferiority complex hidden deep inside me.

But when I'm with other people, I don't feel this way. But when I look into your eyes, my fingers inevitably curl up.

Perhaps I always wanted to meet you in a particularly glamorous way, rather than in a dirty way, like when people are fighting or fighting over trash on the street.

Sorry, I seem to have become unusually talkative.

Do you find it annoying that I'm saying all this?
I'm very sorry if this bothered you.

But these are my true feelings.

I've never liked anyone else before. The first person I liked was you, and I still like you a lot now.

What happened afterward meant we were separated for a long time, and I couldn't contact you anymore. When we met again, I didn't want to miss this opportunity again, and I wanted to tell you about my crush on you.

Dr. Jiang, I like you. Can I become your best man?
Dr. Jiang, I really, really, really like you!
Fox Nine puts down his pen.


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