Chapter 411
Nightmare
Chapter 411 Nightmare
"Will you live here from now on? If you get tired of it one day, you can leave on your own and return to the Sea of Souls."
Song Ci pointed to a house in front of him. It was not very big, but it was hidden among the peach trees. It was quiet and beautiful.
The residence in Taoyuan Village is very magical. When a deceased person comes to Taoyuan Village, a residence will automatically be born in Taoyuan Village. This is also the magic of Taoyuan Village. When the deceased returns to the sea of souls, the residence will disappear.
"No, I like it here very much."
Jin Yuhao jumped forward happily. He likes to be alone. He has long fantasized about having a house of his own, not to be disturbed by others, and to be alone. No, except for his mother, he and his mother live alone.
His behavior actually comes from the fear of his father, and he wants to live alone in a place without his father.
The house is like a snail's shell, giving him a place to hide and giving him a sense of security.
He did not realize this wish during his lifetime, but he did not expect that this wish would be easily realized after his death, which is a bit ironic.
Xiao MiLi and Xiao Butterfly stood aside and watched, seeing Jin Yuhao running towards the house.
The little butterfly opened its mouth and shouted: "Hey..."
Jin Yuhao heard the sound and turned around to look at the two of them, but Little Butterfly didn't know what to say and murmured softly.
"When you have time, come and play with us." Xiao Mili answered for Little Butterfly.
"Okay." Jin Yuhao agreed, then turned around and continued walking towards the house.
Xiaomi Li and Little Butterfly did not feel happy after hearing this.
Because Jin Yuhao is not the first, nor the last "friend" to receive their invitation, but so far very few have actually come to see them.
Although they are all tricks, in fact, the millet grains and the little butterflies are no longer tricks in the ordinary sense, and can be regarded as gods.
Class is everywhere, and trickery is no exception.
"Let's go."
Song Ci led the two little guys to turn around, and they were back on the hillside in an instant, just like the world was turned upside down.
Although it was night, Cai Diaozi did not sleep. He was sitting on the swing, watching the fireflies dotted down the slope.
They are said to be fireflies, but they are actually just images. They are incense bugs, which feed on incense and eventually die in the incense.
The incense bugs at night are very beautiful, like stars falling into the world, and the incense bugs flying on the hillside are like brilliant stars.
Even a little guy like Cai Jiaozi, who is out of character, rarely calms down and indulges in it.
It wasn't until Song Ci and the others came around that they came back to their senses.
"Hehehe, fairy brother, you guys are back..."
Seeing Song Ci, Cai Jiaozi immediately jumped off the swing frame.
"Is it so beautiful to see it so absorbedly?" Song Ci touched her little head and asked.
"It's beautiful, they are so fun. One becomes two, two becomes three, they keep eating and eating, and finally they all turn into a wisp of sparks and disappear." Cai Jiaozi said excitedly.
"Oh."
Song Ci didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when Cai Jiaozi said that these fire bugs kept eating and eating, his heart moved.
He stretched out his hand and an incense insect immediately landed on his fingertips.
The appearance of the incense bug is somewhat similar to that of a firefly. It has a round body and a small lantern behind its butt. The light flickers and emits a faint light, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
Song Ci observed carefully and felt it with his heart, and found that this little thing was very magical and its body was full of incense.
But the more Song Ci observed, the more surprised he became, because the flickering lights behind the buttocks of these little things were not just for transmitting signals, or for physiological reasons.
Instead, they are burning the impurities of the incense bugs. Each incense bug is like a small incense burner. After the incense is inhaled into the belly, the various complex emotions contained in the incense will be burned out after being refined by the flames in the body. , leaving the purest incense, incense without any impurities.
Theoretically speaking, everyone can absorb this kind of incense. No, that's wrong, even Guigui can absorb it, regardless of being assimilated by the incense and losing himself.
However, they also have a shortcoming, that is, they keep absorbing the incense that fills the air without knowing any restraint. The final outcome is like bright fireworks, turning into gorgeous firelight, disappearing completely, leaving only the purest incense, returning this world.
What a magical creature, Song Ci was amazed.
The incense insect's method of condensing incense is actually similar to Yun Chuyao's "cultivating immortality" technique, achieving the same purpose.
After observing it, Song Ci was about to release the incense insect, but saw it flickering like a firework and completely dissipating in the air.
Song Ci looked away and saw three little guys walking towards the old peach tree.
"Where are you going?" Song Ci asked in surprise.
"Of course I went to work."
Cai Jiaozi put his hands on his hips, looking like he was working hard.
"Why go at night and not during the day?"
"This will create more atmosphere, woo hoo~"
Cai Dumpling sticks out her tongue, pretending that I'm creepy, I'm so scary.
Then he was so frightened that he hurriedly put a sticker next to Xiao Mili.
Seeing her so funny appearance, Song Ci couldn't help laughing, but he didn't say anything more, but let them go.
-
"I want mom, I want mom, dad, it hurts so much, my body hurts so much..."
Jin Jiadong suddenly woke up from his sleep, gasping for air.
It turned out that it was all a dream. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and picked up the water glass on the bedside to take a sip.
I don’t know why these days, I always dream about my son’s cries, and sometimes he will appear in front of him with his body covered with scars, demanding his life, which makes him sleep very restlessly, causing him to have low energy during the day. .
He brought the cup to his mouth, but suddenly found that the cup was empty, so he turned on the headlight, and the light was bright, and then he got out of bed to pour some water.
Sometimes he misses the time when his wife is around. For example, in this situation, as long as he squeaks, his wife will definitely help him pour water, and there is no need for him to go there in person.
Jin Jiadong is just over 30 this year, in his thirties, and his figure has not yet reached middle age. Although he is not handsome, he has studied for many years and has an air of elegance. His hair is meticulously combed, his figure is tall and tall, and he is very attractive.
If a flower is used as a metaphor for people, then a woman's age of eighteen or nineteen is the age when a flower blooms most dazzlingly, while a man's age of around thirty is the age when a flower blooms most dazzlingly. Jin Jiadong falls into this category.
At school, not only many female teachers admired him, but also many female students admired him.
However, he has never had a good impression of women. In his eyes, all women are despicable things. They cannot withstand temptation and can betray them at any time and ruin his life.
Including the woman who he always thought was different from others, she also betrayed her and left without saying goodbye, which further confirmed what he was thinking.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Jin Jiadong, who was wearing pajamas, walked towards the living room. When he passed by the floor-length mirror next to him, he didn't pay attention at first, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that there was someone lying on his back. That person was his son. Kim Woo Ho.
He lay on his back covered in scars, staring at him with a pair of vicious eyes.
At this moment, all the hair on Jin Jiadong's body stood up. He turned around and saw nothing behind him.
He quickly looked in the mirror again, only to see that everything in the mirror was normal.
"Is it because I have been too nervous recently?" Jin Jiadong thought with a frown.
But it shouldn't be the case. It's been half a year since his son passed away, and there was nothing unusual before. Jin Jiadong is also puzzled as to why he has been dreaming about him frequently in the past two days.
When he came to the living room and poured himself a glass of water, Jin Jiadong drank it, put down the cup, and was about to go back to the room to continue sleeping when he felt his right ankle being grabbed by a hand.
Jin Jiadong was startled again, and when he looked down, he saw his son lying under the table, his body twisted into a weird posture. His face was covered with scars, and when he met Jin Jiadong's eyes, he immediately showed a sad smile.
"Dad, I caught you, come and play with me."
As he spoke, his son grabbed his legs and dragged him under the table. "Go away, go away, you bastard, if you dare to scare me, are you looking for death..."
While Jin Jiadong was frightened, a violent feeling rose in his heart, his cheeks were twisted, and his original elegant temperament disappeared, like a fierce ghost in the world.
He stretched out his foot and kicked his son wildly under the table, trying to free his right foot.
But Jin Yuhao's strength was so great that he knocked him down and dragged him under the table.
"Dad, come and play with me, hehe..."
"Go away, go away..."
The belly of the table turned into a huge black hole, about to swallow him up. Jin Jiadong suddenly woke up and realized that he was actually dreaming.
"It turned out to be a dream."
Jin Jiadong sat up from the table, breathing heavily.
But this dream is too real.
"Dad, did you have a nightmare?" At this moment, a voice next to him asked.
"Yeah." Jin Jiadong responded subconsciously.
Then his whole body stiffened instantly. He slowly turned his head, only to see his son lying next to him, with his back to him, but his head was twisted into a strange posture, and the dark eyes were looking at him.
Countless ants, flies and cockroaches came in and out of his mouth and nose.
Between the opening and closing of the black lips, a penetrating sound came out.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like this, you don't know me anymore?"
"what……"
Jin Jiadong shouted, jumped up from the bed, and kicked his son next to him.
"Ooooh, daddy, don't hit me, don't hit me anymore, I won't dare to do it again, and I won't dare to do it next time either..."
While wailing in pain, the son stretched out his arms to hug his leg, and climbed up to him along the leg.
"Go away, go away..."
Jin Jiadong slapped it hard, but apart from all kinds of insects and ants falling off, it was of no use at all. He couldn't break away from Jin Yuhao's entanglement.
The great fear made him wake up again, and then he found that he was still in a dream.
But soon, the distorted body of his son appeared in his sight again.
I wake up from dreams again and again, and find myself still in a dream again and again.
Endless dreams within dreams made him suffer in dreams all night long. It was not until a cell phone ringing in his ears that he woke up. Only then did he realize that it was already dawn.
Jin Jiadong had just calmed down, but suddenly he seemed to remember something. He turned around and looked around. After confirming that Jin Yuhao's figure did not appear again, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Jin Jiadong carefully lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but saw a large area of wetness on the bed. He was so frightened that he became incontinent.
Jin Jiadong looked extremely ugly, but he still got out of bed, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then walked out to school with his bag.
But when he went out, the sun shone on him, giving him a sense of trance and unreality. He always felt that he was still in a dream. He was suspicious along the way and almost got into a car accident several times.
When he finally arrived at school, the students who saw him greeted him one after another, but they all looked at him with strange eyes.
This made Jin Jiadong panic, and came to the office calmly.
"Professor Jin, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly?"
When other teachers saw Jin Jiadong, they were surprised. After not seeing him for a night, Jin Jiadong actually looked haggard for several years.
"It's okay, I just didn't get a good rest last night." Jin Jiadong said.
"I see you are so haggard. It's really hard to do anything. Let's take today off."
"Yes, Professor Jin, you should go back and rest." Everyone advised.
"Still not."
Thinking of home, Jin Jiadong actually felt a little scared.
"Professor Jin is really dedicated." Everyone praised.
"Yes, Professor Jin..."
Hearing the praise from everyone, Jin Jiadong's suppressed mood couldn't help but feel a little happy.
When he got to his seat and put down the bag in his hand, Jin Jiadong felt that he was really sleepy, so he closed his eyes and decided to squint for a while.
"Dad, dad, don't hit me, don't hit me, I hurt so much, I hurt so much..."
As soon as he closed his eyes, his son's miserable cry immediately rang in his ears.
Jin Jiadong immediately lost all sleep. He opened his eyes suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was still in the office.
Then he seemed to think of something, and quickly lowered his head to look under the table. The empty table made him breathe a sigh of relief again.
But he never dared to close his eyes again.
I got up and made myself a cup of coffee, thinking about whether I should see a psychiatrist today.
He felt that he must have a mental problem, but he had some scruples in his heart. Thinking of this, he decided to buy some soothing medicine and take it on his own first.
-
"Yumei, do you really want to leave?"
Jiang Yumei said she wanted to go back to Yuzhou to visit her son's cemetery. He Xinyue couldn't stop her, but she always had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Well, I'll go take a look and come back. Besides, didn't you hear what Mr. Song said? No one is burning incense, and it's miserable to do tricks. I'll go back and burn more for Haohao." Jiang Yumei lowered her head , the voice was low and authentic.
"If that's all, there's no need to make a special trip back." He Xinyue said.
But Jiang Yumei didn't seem to hear her and didn't answer her.
He Xinyue said helplessly: "You really don't need me to go back with you?"
"No, the fare is not cheap. Why spend that wasted money?"
"What if... what if you meet that beast again?" He Xinyue gritted her teeth.
"When I went back this time, I just divorced him." Jiang Yumei raised her head and said with a smile.
"You...you're not afraid of seeing him?" He Xinyue was a little surprised.
Jiang Yumei shook her head and said, "What else is there to be afraid of? He can't kill me too, can he?"
"Maybe, you should be more careful and remember to call me every day. If I don't receive your call, I will call the police and rush over immediately." He Xinyue warned.
"Thank you." Jiang Yumei said.
"Tell me what to say and thank you. Just go in and be careful along the way." He Xinyue said.
Jiang Yumei nodded, turned and walked into the station, but when she was about to enter, she suddenly turned her head, smiled and waved to He Xinyue.
Seeing this, He Xinyue also raised her hand and shook it.
(End of this chapter)
"Will you live here from now on? If you get tired of it one day, you can leave on your own and return to the Sea of Souls."
Song Ci pointed to a house in front of him. It was not very big, but it was hidden among the peach trees. It was quiet and beautiful.
The residence in Taoyuan Village is very magical. When a deceased person comes to Taoyuan Village, a residence will automatically be born in Taoyuan Village. This is also the magic of Taoyuan Village. When the deceased returns to the sea of souls, the residence will disappear.
"No, I like it here very much."
Jin Yuhao jumped forward happily. He likes to be alone. He has long fantasized about having a house of his own, not to be disturbed by others, and to be alone. No, except for his mother, he and his mother live alone.
His behavior actually comes from the fear of his father, and he wants to live alone in a place without his father.
The house is like a snail's shell, giving him a place to hide and giving him a sense of security.
He did not realize this wish during his lifetime, but he did not expect that this wish would be easily realized after his death, which is a bit ironic.
Xiao MiLi and Xiao Butterfly stood aside and watched, seeing Jin Yuhao running towards the house.
The little butterfly opened its mouth and shouted: "Hey..."
Jin Yuhao heard the sound and turned around to look at the two of them, but Little Butterfly didn't know what to say and murmured softly.
"When you have time, come and play with us." Xiao Mili answered for Little Butterfly.
"Okay." Jin Yuhao agreed, then turned around and continued walking towards the house.
Xiaomi Li and Little Butterfly did not feel happy after hearing this.
Because Jin Yuhao is not the first, nor the last "friend" to receive their invitation, but so far very few have actually come to see them.
Although they are all tricks, in fact, the millet grains and the little butterflies are no longer tricks in the ordinary sense, and can be regarded as gods.
Class is everywhere, and trickery is no exception.
"Let's go."
Song Ci led the two little guys to turn around, and they were back on the hillside in an instant, just like the world was turned upside down.
Although it was night, Cai Diaozi did not sleep. He was sitting on the swing, watching the fireflies dotted down the slope.
They are said to be fireflies, but they are actually just images. They are incense bugs, which feed on incense and eventually die in the incense.
The incense bugs at night are very beautiful, like stars falling into the world, and the incense bugs flying on the hillside are like brilliant stars.
Even a little guy like Cai Jiaozi, who is out of character, rarely calms down and indulges in it.
It wasn't until Song Ci and the others came around that they came back to their senses.
"Hehehe, fairy brother, you guys are back..."
Seeing Song Ci, Cai Jiaozi immediately jumped off the swing frame.
"Is it so beautiful to see it so absorbedly?" Song Ci touched her little head and asked.
"It's beautiful, they are so fun. One becomes two, two becomes three, they keep eating and eating, and finally they all turn into a wisp of sparks and disappear." Cai Jiaozi said excitedly.
"Oh."
Song Ci didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when Cai Jiaozi said that these fire bugs kept eating and eating, his heart moved.
He stretched out his hand and an incense insect immediately landed on his fingertips.
The appearance of the incense bug is somewhat similar to that of a firefly. It has a round body and a small lantern behind its butt. The light flickers and emits a faint light, illuminating the surrounding darkness.
Song Ci observed carefully and felt it with his heart, and found that this little thing was very magical and its body was full of incense.
But the more Song Ci observed, the more surprised he became, because the flickering lights behind the buttocks of these little things were not just for transmitting signals, or for physiological reasons.
Instead, they are burning the impurities of the incense bugs. Each incense bug is like a small incense burner. After the incense is inhaled into the belly, the various complex emotions contained in the incense will be burned out after being refined by the flames in the body. , leaving the purest incense, incense without any impurities.
Theoretically speaking, everyone can absorb this kind of incense. No, that's wrong, even Guigui can absorb it, regardless of being assimilated by the incense and losing himself.
However, they also have a shortcoming, that is, they keep absorbing the incense that fills the air without knowing any restraint. The final outcome is like bright fireworks, turning into gorgeous firelight, disappearing completely, leaving only the purest incense, returning this world.
What a magical creature, Song Ci was amazed.
The incense insect's method of condensing incense is actually similar to Yun Chuyao's "cultivating immortality" technique, achieving the same purpose.
After observing it, Song Ci was about to release the incense insect, but saw it flickering like a firework and completely dissipating in the air.
Song Ci looked away and saw three little guys walking towards the old peach tree.
"Where are you going?" Song Ci asked in surprise.
"Of course I went to work."
Cai Jiaozi put his hands on his hips, looking like he was working hard.
"Why go at night and not during the day?"
"This will create more atmosphere, woo hoo~"
Cai Dumpling sticks out her tongue, pretending that I'm creepy, I'm so scary.
Then he was so frightened that he hurriedly put a sticker next to Xiao Mili.
Seeing her so funny appearance, Song Ci couldn't help laughing, but he didn't say anything more, but let them go.
-
"I want mom, I want mom, dad, it hurts so much, my body hurts so much..."
Jin Jiadong suddenly woke up from his sleep, gasping for air.
It turned out that it was all a dream. I couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and picked up the water glass on the bedside to take a sip.
I don’t know why these days, I always dream about my son’s cries, and sometimes he will appear in front of him with his body covered with scars, demanding his life, which makes him sleep very restlessly, causing him to have low energy during the day. .
He brought the cup to his mouth, but suddenly found that the cup was empty, so he turned on the headlight, and the light was bright, and then he got out of bed to pour some water.
Sometimes he misses the time when his wife is around. For example, in this situation, as long as he squeaks, his wife will definitely help him pour water, and there is no need for him to go there in person.
Jin Jiadong is just over 30 this year, in his thirties, and his figure has not yet reached middle age. Although he is not handsome, he has studied for many years and has an air of elegance. His hair is meticulously combed, his figure is tall and tall, and he is very attractive.
If a flower is used as a metaphor for people, then a woman's age of eighteen or nineteen is the age when a flower blooms most dazzlingly, while a man's age of around thirty is the age when a flower blooms most dazzlingly. Jin Jiadong falls into this category.
At school, not only many female teachers admired him, but also many female students admired him.
However, he has never had a good impression of women. In his eyes, all women are despicable things. They cannot withstand temptation and can betray them at any time and ruin his life.
Including the woman who he always thought was different from others, she also betrayed her and left without saying goodbye, which further confirmed what he was thinking.
Rubbing his eyebrows, Jin Jiadong, who was wearing pajamas, walked towards the living room. When he passed by the floor-length mirror next to him, he didn't pay attention at first, but out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly noticed that there was someone lying on his back. That person was his son. Kim Woo Ho.
He lay on his back covered in scars, staring at him with a pair of vicious eyes.
At this moment, all the hair on Jin Jiadong's body stood up. He turned around and saw nothing behind him.
He quickly looked in the mirror again, only to see that everything in the mirror was normal.
"Is it because I have been too nervous recently?" Jin Jiadong thought with a frown.
But it shouldn't be the case. It's been half a year since his son passed away, and there was nothing unusual before. Jin Jiadong is also puzzled as to why he has been dreaming about him frequently in the past two days.
When he came to the living room and poured himself a glass of water, Jin Jiadong drank it, put down the cup, and was about to go back to the room to continue sleeping when he felt his right ankle being grabbed by a hand.
Jin Jiadong was startled again, and when he looked down, he saw his son lying under the table, his body twisted into a weird posture. His face was covered with scars, and when he met Jin Jiadong's eyes, he immediately showed a sad smile.
"Dad, I caught you, come and play with me."
As he spoke, his son grabbed his legs and dragged him under the table. "Go away, go away, you bastard, if you dare to scare me, are you looking for death..."
While Jin Jiadong was frightened, a violent feeling rose in his heart, his cheeks were twisted, and his original elegant temperament disappeared, like a fierce ghost in the world.
He stretched out his foot and kicked his son wildly under the table, trying to free his right foot.
But Jin Yuhao's strength was so great that he knocked him down and dragged him under the table.
"Dad, come and play with me, hehe..."
"Go away, go away..."
The belly of the table turned into a huge black hole, about to swallow him up. Jin Jiadong suddenly woke up and realized that he was actually dreaming.
"It turned out to be a dream."
Jin Jiadong sat up from the table, breathing heavily.
But this dream is too real.
"Dad, did you have a nightmare?" At this moment, a voice next to him asked.
"Yeah." Jin Jiadong responded subconsciously.
Then his whole body stiffened instantly. He slowly turned his head, only to see his son lying next to him, with his back to him, but his head was twisted into a strange posture, and the dark eyes were looking at him.
Countless ants, flies and cockroaches came in and out of his mouth and nose.
Between the opening and closing of the black lips, a penetrating sound came out.
"Dad, why are you looking at me like this, you don't know me anymore?"
"what……"
Jin Jiadong shouted, jumped up from the bed, and kicked his son next to him.
"Ooooh, daddy, don't hit me, don't hit me anymore, I won't dare to do it again, and I won't dare to do it next time either..."
While wailing in pain, the son stretched out his arms to hug his leg, and climbed up to him along the leg.
"Go away, go away..."
Jin Jiadong slapped it hard, but apart from all kinds of insects and ants falling off, it was of no use at all. He couldn't break away from Jin Yuhao's entanglement.
The great fear made him wake up again, and then he found that he was still in a dream.
But soon, the distorted body of his son appeared in his sight again.
I wake up from dreams again and again, and find myself still in a dream again and again.
Endless dreams within dreams made him suffer in dreams all night long. It was not until a cell phone ringing in his ears that he woke up. Only then did he realize that it was already dawn.
Jin Jiadong had just calmed down, but suddenly he seemed to remember something. He turned around and looked around. After confirming that Jin Yuhao's figure did not appear again, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Jin Jiadong carefully lifted the quilt and prepared to get out of bed, but saw a large area of wetness on the bed. He was so frightened that he became incontinent.
Jin Jiadong looked extremely ugly, but he still got out of bed, took a shower, changed his clothes, and then walked out to school with his bag.
But when he went out, the sun shone on him, giving him a sense of trance and unreality. He always felt that he was still in a dream. He was suspicious along the way and almost got into a car accident several times.
When he finally arrived at school, the students who saw him greeted him one after another, but they all looked at him with strange eyes.
This made Jin Jiadong panic, and came to the office calmly.
"Professor Jin, what's wrong with you? You look so ugly?"
When other teachers saw Jin Jiadong, they were surprised. After not seeing him for a night, Jin Jiadong actually looked haggard for several years.
"It's okay, I just didn't get a good rest last night." Jin Jiadong said.
"I see you are so haggard. It's really hard to do anything. Let's take today off."
"Yes, Professor Jin, you should go back and rest." Everyone advised.
"Still not."
Thinking of home, Jin Jiadong actually felt a little scared.
"Professor Jin is really dedicated." Everyone praised.
"Yes, Professor Jin..."
Hearing the praise from everyone, Jin Jiadong's suppressed mood couldn't help but feel a little happy.
When he got to his seat and put down the bag in his hand, Jin Jiadong felt that he was really sleepy, so he closed his eyes and decided to squint for a while.
"Dad, dad, don't hit me, don't hit me, I hurt so much, I hurt so much..."
As soon as he closed his eyes, his son's miserable cry immediately rang in his ears.
Jin Jiadong immediately lost all sleep. He opened his eyes suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he was still in the office.
Then he seemed to think of something, and quickly lowered his head to look under the table. The empty table made him breathe a sigh of relief again.
But he never dared to close his eyes again.
I got up and made myself a cup of coffee, thinking about whether I should see a psychiatrist today.
He felt that he must have a mental problem, but he had some scruples in his heart. Thinking of this, he decided to buy some soothing medicine and take it on his own first.
-
"Yumei, do you really want to leave?"
Jiang Yumei said she wanted to go back to Yuzhou to visit her son's cemetery. He Xinyue couldn't stop her, but she always had a bad feeling in her heart.
"Well, I'll go take a look and come back. Besides, didn't you hear what Mr. Song said? No one is burning incense, and it's miserable to do tricks. I'll go back and burn more for Haohao." Jiang Yumei lowered her head , the voice was low and authentic.
"If that's all, there's no need to make a special trip back." He Xinyue said.
But Jiang Yumei didn't seem to hear her and didn't answer her.
He Xinyue said helplessly: "You really don't need me to go back with you?"
"No, the fare is not cheap. Why spend that wasted money?"
"What if... what if you meet that beast again?" He Xinyue gritted her teeth.
"When I went back this time, I just divorced him." Jiang Yumei raised her head and said with a smile.
"You...you're not afraid of seeing him?" He Xinyue was a little surprised.
Jiang Yumei shook her head and said, "What else is there to be afraid of? He can't kill me too, can he?"
"Maybe, you should be more careful and remember to call me every day. If I don't receive your call, I will call the police and rush over immediately." He Xinyue warned.
"Thank you." Jiang Yumei said.
"Tell me what to say and thank you. Just go in and be careful along the way." He Xinyue said.
Jiang Yumei nodded, turned and walked into the station, but when she was about to enter, she suddenly turned her head, smiled and waved to He Xinyue.
Seeing this, He Xinyue also raised her hand and shook it.
(End of this chapter)