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Xing Zhimo turned around, put her in his arms, sat her on his lap, pointed to the moon outside the window, and said, "Look at the moon, isn't it beautiful?"
Yan Wanxi looked in the direction he pointed and saw a crescent moon.
Also, today is not the fifteenth day, so naturally it is not a full moon night.
She blinked and said: "Well, the beautiful crescent moon, what's wrong?"
As she spoke, she raised her head and looked at him.
But she saw him looking down at her, with a hint of depth in his eyes, and a hint of emotion that Yan Wanxi couldn't quite understand.
It seems like sadness or nostalgia?
Only then did Yan Wanxi notice that something was wrong with him, and she tried to stand up with difficulty, but he hugged her into his arms again. His deep voice came from her chest, "Don't move, let me hold you." hug."
Yan Wanxi still raised her head, looked at him and asked, "Xing Zhimo, what's wrong with you?"
Xing Zhimo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, closed his eyes and said, "Tomorrow is my mother's death anniversary."
When Yan Wanxi heard this, her heart suddenly trembled. She was about to say something when she heard Xing Zhimo continue: "Can you accompany me to see her tomorrow?"
"Okay." She stretched out her hand, hugged him tightly and said, "Xing Zhimo, don't worry, from now on, I will stay by your side, okay?"
Xing Zhimo buried his head in the crook of her shoulder, nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
The two of them hugged each other like this. I don¡¯t know how long it took before Xing Zhimo stood up again, looked at Yan Wanxi and asked, "How about Shang Yueqiang?"
Yan Wanxi glanced at him, and seeing that his expression was as usual, she nodded and said, "I have already agreed with her that she will stay here tonight.
"However, we have to go to the residence of Master Mingshi tomorrow. "
Xing Zhimo nodded slightly and said, "Okay."
Yan Wanxi glanced at him again and asked, "Are you really okay?"
Xing Zhimo raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Well, it's okay.
But, I still really want to see my mother.
At that time, when she left, her mind was not very clear, and she didn¡¯t know if she would get better after becoming a ghost. "
Yan Wanxi blinked, looked at him, and said: "Yes, generally, as long as a person becomes a ghost, he will be freed from those constraints, and his five senses and six consciousnesses will be clearer than when he was a human.
So, my aunt will also recover like that. "
The smile on Xing Zhimo's face became even stronger. He looked out the window and said, "I don't know if she has seen her father. If she has, then they can be together again."
Yan Wanxi stretched out her hand, caressed his face, and said: "Xing Zhimo, stop laughing, cry if you want.
I¡¯m not laughing at you! "
After saying that, he pressed him on his shoulders.
However, Xing Zhimo did not cry, but the hand holding her waist tightened slightly.
Yan Wanxi also knew that he was feeling uncomfortable, so she gently stroked his back with one hand and said, "Although I don't know much about the things in the underworld.
"However, I know very well that if they were good people during their lifetime, they will certainly not suffer too much after death.
So, you don¡¯t need to worry at all, you know? "
Xing Zhimo nodded slightly and said, "Yes, I understand."
This time, Xing Zhimo only leaned against her for a short while, then stood up and carried her to bed.
Yan Wanxi leaned in Xing Zhimo's arms, but her mind was thinking about his expression just now. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com