Chapter 183 The Language of Relief



The root cause of Fang Qingying's personality collapse is the guilt of killing her sister.

The magic mirror of Eris allows Fang Qingying to communicate with her dead sister.

Or in other words: say goodbye properly.

Many people cannot let go of the grief of their loved ones for the rest of their lives because they did not see them one last time and say goodbye properly.

If Fang Qingying could say her final goodbye to her sister, and her sister said words of encouragement to her, Fang Qingying would be able to let go of the guilt of killing her sister.

The Mirror of Erised's plan has a high success rate, worthy of being a plan that they all came up with through joint efforts.

But Lin An vaguely felt that there was some negligence.

"You really didn't hide anything from me?" On the way back, Lin An looked at Fang Qingying, thinking that the negligence might still be on Fang Qingying.

"Are you going to hide from me whether that place is covered with fragrant grass, water grass, or white grass?" Fang Qingying and Lin An were holding hands and were in great spirits.

"You're talking nonsense again!" Lin An gave Fang Qingying a critical hit on the forehead. This woman must be hiding something.

What is it exactly?

The next day, Monday, was another English class.

Lin An and his roommates went to the classroom.

"Lin An, here~"

As expected, Theresa, wearing a hot miniskirt, called out Lin An's name and saved a seat for him.

Lin An apologized to his roommate and walked over to the seat that Theresa had reserved and sat down.

"Pop, pop, pop!"

As soon as Lin An sat down, Theresa put her red lips to his cheek and kissed him three times in a row, not caring that this was a classroom in public.

Lin An felt the warmth and moisture on his cheeks and smiled with a hint of helplessness: "Can we greet each other in a more subtle way, like the Orientals?"

"I know." Theresa leaned close to his ear and said in a seductive voice, "My panties are purple T-shaped, and the front is not made of cloth, but six white pearls strung together with thread~"

"White pearls strung together..."

Lin An's mind flashed with shocking images, and he couldn't help but look down at Theresa's skirt. It was a dreamy pink, and the hem was very short. Beneath the hem were her long, white legs, and above the hem...

Lin An didn't dare to imagine any further.

"How about it? Is it subtle enough for an Oriental? Only you know it." Theresa's thighs stuck to him.

"I think it's too subtle. Let's be more moderate." Lin An seemed to feel the granularity of the pearls, and his body felt numb and hot.

"Moderate words..."

"Lin An, what are your plans for Christmas?"

When Theresa was about to reply to Lin An, Ren Yingying came over and said nervously.

Lin An saw that Ren Yingying had changed her style. She had medium-length black hair that just reached her shoulders, light makeup, and plain clothes. She no longer imitated Jian Shuier's dark brown long hair and fashionable clothes, but had returned to the pure little beauty she was at the beginning.

"It's still more than a month away from Christmas. I haven't thought about things that far ahead." Lin An answered casually.

"Then how about coming to dinner with me like before?" Ren Yingying's voice was extremely cautious.

In previous years, Lin An had dinner with Ren Yingying and her friends on Christmas Eve, but he decided not to do so this year.

"I may have other arrangements." Lin An said.

"The night before Christmas Eve, I want to invite you to dinner, just for the two of us to have dinner alone." Ren Yingying lowered her head, not daring to look at Lin An.

Seeing Ren Yingying's nervous look, Lin An felt a little touched.

Before, when Ren Yingying went to see him, he always had a semi-commanding attitude of a superior, but now he is like a dog, a bootlicker.

"Yingying, there's no need for you to dwell on the past. We've all grown up and will have our own future lives, which will not intersect with each other's." Lin An sighed softly and made the relationship between the two clear.

Ren Yingying's face turned pale in an instant. She wanted to say something, but finally returned to her seat dejectedly, with her face on the table, sobbing silently.

"Um, Lin An." After Ren Yingying left, Theresa rested her head on his shoulder and said in a bright voice, "Promise me one thing."

"What's the matter? Tell me clearly first." Lin An would not agree to anything for others casually.

"We will be good brothers for life."

That's it? He always felt that they weren't real brothers. Lin An shook his head and said, "Forget it. I'm used to being alone. I don't need a good brother."

"Really? I'm your good brother who can help you have a baby. There's no other good brother like me in the world."

"Indeed, no, but which brother can help you have a child?"

"Me! Give you a football team."

"A football team has more than ten players, so you have to be 40 years old to play."

"I'll help you have children even when you're 50. The 2050 World Cup champion will be the Country Z national team formed by our children."

"This is getting more and more outrageous. Should I thank you on behalf of the fans from Country Z?"

The two were chatting when suddenly the conversation of the female classmates in front of them attracted his attention. He put his fingers on Theresa's lips, signaling her to be quiet.

"Have you heard about the ghost legend in the abandoned warehouse?" The girl with a high ponytail said in a mysterious voice.

"What, what?" The slightly plump girl next to her seemed very interested.

"There's a warehouse on our South Campus that's been abandoned for over a decade. It's filled with miscellaneous items donated by alumni, and I've heard it's haunted lately," Gao Mawei recounted. "Legend has it that a student from the College of Arts had a dream one night where his grandmother, who had been dead for ten years, wanted to see him and told him to go to the abandoned warehouse. He actually did see his grandmother, who had been dead for ten years. He even ate the last meal of dumplings she'd made for him, according to him. Those dumplings were meant for him, but he came home late from playing basketball that day and didn't get to eat them. After he finally ate them, he cried all night."

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