On the way back to the dormitory with Song Yanqing Shang Shujue on his back, Shang Shujue leaned close to his ear and whispered in a low voice, sounding a little unhappy, listless, and somewhat pitiful.
" Song Yanqing, is it that your human world cannot accept the pairing of men with men?"
Song Yanqing stopped in her tracks, turned her head to look at him, her brows furrowed slightly, a little worried, "Why are you suddenly asking this? Did they say something that upset you?"
Song Yanqing didn't mind that the Little Fox had made their relationship public; on the contrary, he was happy about it. However, if the little fox was hurt or verbally abused because he had inadvertently revealed their relationship, then he couldn't ignore it.
Although in his mind everyone was a very kind person who wouldn't say anything embarrassing to his face, there was no guarantee that they wouldn't give him a strange look that the Little Fox might see and remember.
The Little Fox usually appears generous and composed, but he is actually very sensitive. It's hard to imagine how he grew up like this.
When they weren't together, the little guy was very clingy, and after they got together, he became even more clingy, as if the little guy was the only one in his world.
Although Song Yanqing was happy with this development, he didn't want the Little Fox to get hurt. The Little Fox was so well-behaved, and he had finally managed to get out of Qingqiu to play, so of course he wanted the little fox to be happy and carefree.
"No, no, they didn't say anything. They just seemed a little surprised when I told them we were a couple, which I found strange."
"None of the Fox in Qingqiu would find it strange for two male Fox to be together, but they seem a little confused."
The Little Fox realized that Song Yanqing had misunderstood, so she quickly explained to him and also told him why she was unhappy. Her tone was still low, and she became more and more upset as she spoke.
"Then I used magic to check my phone and found out that men in your human world can't form couples. Does that mean you and I can't be together? After all, you can't get married here..."
"..."
Knowing why the Little Fox was sad, Song Yanqing breathed a sigh of relief and continued walking forward, gently comforting him.
"Who told you we can't get married here? Love is a matter between the two of us, and whether or not we stay together and become partners is also a matter between the two of us."
"Whether we get married or not is a matter between the two of us. According to your local custom, as long as we have a marriage certificate and have bowed to heaven and earth, we are considered married."
Why should the Little Fox care about what others think?
As soon as he finished speaking, the Little Fox emo on his back seemed to be stunned for a while before it reacted as if it had just come to its senses. It then hugged him tightly and whispered in his ear.
"Yeah, I'm not human, why should I care about what others think? But wait, here, men can't be together? I still don't understand."
"As long as we're together, that's enough. If you want to get married here, I'll find time to take you to meet my family, explain things to them, and then we can set a wedding date. We don't need to worry about the world's conventions."
"Oh, is that possible? Then I have no problem with that. So when can I meet your family? And when are we getting married?"
The Little Fox's unhappiness came and went quickly. After asking Song Yanqing his question, he didn't wait for his answer and continued talking.
"How about we meet your family when you have some free time, and then take them all back to Qingqiu to get married? Grandpa Clan Chief will definitely like you, and he'll like them too. Then we'll go find Grandma Ancestral Witch."
"Let her match our birth dates and choose an auspicious day. Then we'll go to the tailor fairy to have our wedding clothes custom-made. Qingqiu hasn't been this lively in a long time. If we tell everyone when we get back, they'll definitely be happy..."
The Little Fox began to imagine their future wedding. Song Yanqing paused slightly as he listened to him, then continued carrying him toward the dormitory, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"Okay, when I have some free time, I'll take you to meet my family first. Whether they're going to Qingqiu or not, I'll have to discuss it with them, since they don't know your identity yet."
The Little Fox hugged Song Yanqing and nodded vigorously, looking as if it could be easily lured away with a piece of candy. In fact, that was indeed the case, since Song Yanqing had previously lured it home with just a sausage.
The two quickly arrived at the dormitory entrance. Shang Shujue did not get off his back. He had already discovered that the door lock was a combination lock, and he didn't try to hide it at all, staring at it directly.
Song Yanqing didn't intend to hide it from him. After entering the password once, she even turned to him and asked, "Did you remember it?"
Shang Shujue blinked and kissed the corner of his mouth, nodding obediently, "Mmm, it's super easy, I've already memorized it."
"Okay, just remember that. Next time you come back alone, you can just come straight into my dorm and do whatever you want. You don't need to wait for me to come back."
Song Yanqing entered the dormitory, closed the door, placed the shoes he was carrying in the entryway, put Shang Shujue on his bed, and was immediately hugged by him as soon as he turned around.
"I'll remember that. You're so long-winded, like an old man!" Shang Shujue rested her chin on Song Yanqing's stomach, her eyes sparkling as she looked at him. Though she was teasing him, her tone was soft and almost coquettish. "You really are a little old man~"
Song Yanqing ruffled his hair, completely unconcerned about his opinion of him, simply indulging him with doting affection, his voice low and gentle, "That's yours too."
Shang Shujue's pupils trembled, turning into vertical pupils for a moment before returning to normal. He seemed surprised by what he said, and after a moment of stunned silence, he reacted, burying his face in Shang Shujue's chest, his earlobes turning bright red.
"Ugh~ That's so unfair, Song Yanqing, you're so annoying~"
Song Yanqing chuckled softly, his long, warm hand gently stroking his hair; the soft touch was very comforting. "Alright, I should go now."
"Hmm~ I'm a little reluctant to see you leave." Shang Shujue looked up at him again, her eyes full of reluctance, but she also knew the importance of the matter. "However, I still have to let you go. You should go now, I'll wait for you here~"
"Okay, wait for me to come back."
Song Yanqing leaned down slightly, and just as he was about to touch Shang Shujue's lips, he restrained himself and moved away, placing a light kiss on his forehead. Then he stood up and ruffled Shang Shujue's hair.
I'm leaving.
Shang Shujue let go of him, sat on the bed and obediently nodded, watching Song Yanqing leave. But the man didn't leave immediately; instead, he took a pair of slippers from the entryway cabinet and placed them by the bed before leaving, as if afraid that Shang Shujue would walk barefoot on the floor.
Shang Shujue smiled helplessly, but still felt a sweet warmth in her heart. After the other person left, she lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket that smelled of Song Yanqing, and went to sleep contentedly.
Now, nothing is more important than sleeping.