Meanwhile, Huo Beian has been overjoyed ever since Song Ning gave birth to twins.
Every day after work, the first thing I do is rush to my children. Looking at my son and daughter makes me especially happy.
"By the way, honey, why don't you come up with a name for the baby?" Song Ning's face was rosy since she finished her postpartum confinement.
“Our daughter looks like you. Our son looks like me. My dear wife, we’ve suffered so much along the way. I hope our children won’t have to suffer like we have, and can have more sweetness in the future. How about we name our daughter Huo Sitian and our son Huo Yiku?”
Huo Beian stood up, hugged Song Ning from behind, and rested his head on her shoulder.
"This is a good name, it reminds us of the bitter past and appreciates the sweet present. Honey, you really know how to name things."
Song Ning turned her head and looked at him, her eyes shining. Huo Beian lowered his head and kissed her lips.
A long and sweet kiss.
Huo Beian was getting impatient. "Wife, we haven't been intimate in a long time. How about tonight?"
Song Ning said angrily, "You naughty husband, I haven't recovered yet."
"Then let's wait until you've recovered. Let's just kiss for now."
Huo Beian lowered his head and gave him another kiss.
The two babies in the crib watched their parents being affectionate and started kicking and punching happily.
"Okay, honey, I bought an old hen after get off work. I'll go make you some chicken soup."
After saying that, Huo Beian went to the kitchen to make chicken soup for his wife.
Song Ning looked down at the two babies in the swaddling clothes, a look of joy on her face.
Suddenly, she felt that her fingers had become somewhat transparent.
She thought she was seeing things, so she rubbed her eyes again and looked closely. It really was transparent.
"How did my hand get like this...?"
Song Ning was a little worried. She wanted to call her husband, but she was afraid he would worry.
At the same time, I felt a little dizzy.
Song Ning didn't know what was wrong with her.
At that moment, an electronic voice suddenly rang in my mind.
[System hibernation ended, now restarted. Hello Song Ning, I am the Transmigration System.]
"Transmigration System? I've never seen you before?" Song Ning was completely bewildered.
She had never seen this system before since she transmigrated into the book.
It's popped up now?
Sorry, I was in hibernation before. I just woke up. Your spatial cheat ability was given to you by me, hehe.
"Speak up. What are you doing popping out here now? And what happened to my hand turning transparent just now?"
Song Ning felt that the appearance of this system was too strange. It couldn't possibly be anything good.
"Song Ning, congratulations on successfully eliminating the female lead Song Xue in this historical novel, turning the original cannon fodder Song Ning into the main female lead of the book. Your mission is complete. In three days, you will travel back to the modern era."
"What if I don't go back?"
Song Ning was reluctant to part with Huo Beian, and also with her child. Although this world was a fictional novel set in the modern era, she didn't know if the world in the book would still exist after she returned to the present.
[Warning to the host. If you do not return, your body will become transparent. Ultimately, you will vanish into nothingness in this world, and you will never be able to return to your original world.]
Hearing this, Song Ning felt heartbroken.
Going back means leaving her husband and children, but not going back means she will perish.
Song Ning's mother, Song Meifen, was probably like that back then...
"System. Can I take my husband and children with me?"
Song Ning was somewhat reluctant to part with it.
No. They are just characters in a book. They are fictional.
"Is there any way for me to stay here forever?"
[Only if your beloved is willing to sacrifice their life and offer their heart in your place can you remain here.]
"A sacrifice of a beloved person?"
Song Ning's face turned ashen. The person she loved was none other than Huo Bei'an, but if Huo Bei'an had to give his life for her to stay, then there was no point in her staying here.
She suddenly felt a sense of despair, and her heart ached as if it were being stabbed with needles.
Is she really going to leave this world in three days?
Tears streamed down my face.
At this moment, Huo Beian walked in carrying chicken soup.
"Honey, the chicken soup is ready. Who were you talking to just now?"
He saw the tears in Song Ning's eyes and was stunned. "Wife, why are you crying?"
"It's okay. I didn't cry. I just got some sand in my eye." Song Ning quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.
Where did the sand come from?
Huo Beian placed the chicken soup on the table and embraced her.
"Honey, we've been through so much together, is there anything you can't tell me? Sweetie, tell me what happened, and we'll solve it together."
Song Ning wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and then cried as she said, "Husband, in three days I will be traveling back to my world. I knew this day would come, but I didn't expect it to be so soon."
"What..." Huo Beian was stunned when he heard this.
My wife is leaving...
This child was just born...
Does this mean mother and child have to be separated...?
Huo Beian stepped forward and hugged her tightly. Song Ning also hugged him tightly. At this moment, the two of them hugged each other tightly, as if they wanted to knead all their longing for each other into this embrace.
Huo Beian also wiped his eyes. A seasoned man who had been through many battles, tears were streaming down his face.
It took a long time before they let go.
"Don't cry, honey. Here, let me feed you some chicken soup. Since we have to part ways, let's make the most of the rest of our lives and leave no regrets."
Song Ning nodded with tears in her eyes.
Huo Beian gently took a spoon and brought her a spoonful of chicken soup, placing it near her lips.
Song Ning looked at him affectionately, slowly opened her mouth, and drank it down.
Why is this chicken soup bitter...?
This night is destined to be sleepless...
The next morning, Huo Beian went to the famous fortune teller in the southern part of the city.
This fortune teller, whom Huo Chunmei had visited before, was a master of feng shui and metaphysics in the area.
Everyone says he's quite accurate in his calculations.
This time, Huo Beian took 200 yuan, bought some meat, and went directly to Xiao Banxian's house.
Those who came to Xiao Banxian's house to look at the feng shui before usually brought a pack of cigarettes, so they were quite surprised to see that Huo Beian brought so many things.
“My lord, you have brought such a generous gift; you have made me feel ashamed.”
"Little fortune teller, I really need your help this time. I hope you can help me."
After saying that, Huo Beian was about to kneel down, but he was pulled up by him.
"What are your conditions first? I'm not sure I can help you."
"Can you think of a way to allow people who don't originally belong to this world to stay in this world?"
"People who don't belong to this world? Do you mean wandering ghosts?"
The fortune teller seemed a little confused.
Huo Beian pondered for a moment and nodded. "That's roughly how it works. It's like an outsider's soul has taken over a person's body. If the person doesn't leave, the body will also be destroyed. How can we ensure that both the person and the soul remain?"
The fortune teller was greatly surprised upon hearing this, and then he did some calculations with his fingers.
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