Chapter 78
Mu Yueyuan had no intention of paying attention to whether there was any other movement around her. Her mind and eyes were filled with her daughter.
The scene was actually quite strange: a dark villa, a black umbrella held up, and a ghost looming in front of him.
A normal person would be frightened to the point of having an unbalanced heartbeat or even losing the ability to move.
But because this ghost is someone he cares about so much, he ignores his inner fear of the unknown.
All her actions were to see the person she wanted to see as soon as possible.
So even if Yue'er suddenly appeared in front of her, she would not feel scared, but would cry for joy instead.
"Yuer...it's really you, is mom dreaming?"
She wanted to hug her child, but her hands passed straight through and hit only empty air.
Eerie and cold.
There was a layer of frost on her heart.
"Yuer, why can't I hug you even though you are right in front of me?"
"Did Mom do something wrong? Are you punishing me?"
She seemed a little confused and at a loss.
Yue'er looked sad, but she still wanted to smile and act coquettishly with her like she used to.
"No, Mommy, you did nothing wrong. It's normal that you can't touch me!"
"If people can touch me, it means I will become a resentful ghost~"
"Mommy, I'm going to be reincarnated soon. Please promise me that you will live a good life, look forward, and stop being sad for me, okay?"
"Yue'er, I love seeing mommy smile the most, it's so beautiful!"
Yue'er floated up, leaned on Mu Yueyuan's shoulder with care, and spoke to her in a low voice.
Rather than saying she is a ghost, it would be better to say that she is more like a weightless wind that seems like it will disappear at any time.
Mu Yueyuan could not feel the weight of Yue'er, and could only vaguely sense the cold temperature she brought.
"Yuer, Yueer, where are you going? Please don't leave your mother, okay..."
Luo Qingyue shook her head: "No, Mommy, I'm already dead. My next life is decided by the King of Hell~"
"Mommy, Yue'er is still your baby, right? Then please promise me~"
"Baby doesn't want mommy to forget me, but I also hope mommy will remember the happy and naughty me, and stop crying for me. Baby will be sad in heaven~"
The more she spoke, the more Mu Yueyuan couldn't stop crying, "But - but - I just met you, are you going to abandon your mother?"
"I can't stand it—"
She kept shaking her head, her voice choked with sobs.
"I can't bear to watch you disappear in front of my eyes again, Yue'er, how about you take me with you?"
"I don't have anything to care about anyway, so can you take mom with you?"
After these words were spoken, Xu Yansheng did not respond at all, but the people upstairs became nervous instead.
Luo Yuanshan restrained his steps so as not to disturb the reunited mother and daughter.
Luo Qingfeng patted his arm and comforted him: "Don't worry, our Yue'er is not just a spoiled brat."
Yue'er left Mu Yueyuan and no longer stuck to her, but floated in the air at eye level with her.
When he spoke again, his voice was raised: "Mom! I told you to be fine!"
Mu Yueyuan shuddered all over, as if waking up from a dream.
She wiped her face, leaving her hands covered in water stains, but she didn't bother to wipe or wash them.
Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm down.
"I'm sorry Yue'er, I just can't help myself when I see you, please don't be angry with me."
Luo Qingyue was still not happy, with a stern face, she scolded her mother.
"You haven't let me down, you haven't let anyone down, you've only let yourself down!"
"I'm so young, I know that birth, aging, sickness and death are things that everyone will experience, but the living still have to live well, right? Why does mom keep torturing herself?"
"Mom is not wrong, my brother is not wrong, and my dad is not wrong."
"Mom, if you have to find someone to hate, then hate me. If I hadn't been naughty and insisted on playing hide-and-seek, I wouldn't have met the bad uncle and I wouldn't have died."
"That way my brother won't get sick, my mother won't get sick, and my father won't... nor will he work himself to death!"
Mu Yueyuan: "...Baby, do you want to say that you are exhausted?"
Luo Qingyue nodded quickly: "Yes, yes, that's the idiom!"
Mu Yueyuan pursed her lips, unconvinced: "How can he be exhausted? He is very calm! I didn't see him that sad..."
Luo Qingyue was also unconvinced and glared at her: "But he is my father, he has been with me for nine years... No, including the time when I was in my mother's belly, he has been with me for ten years!"
"Why do you say that Daddy isn't sad? Even if you're Mom, you can't say that he's calm just because you haven't seen Daddy's vulnerability."
Mu Yueyuan lowered her head and accepted the scolding. She was indeed too dependent on Luo Yuanshan's care for her. She never thought about standing in Luo Yuanshan's shoes and thinking about him from his perspective.
Her daughter was also well taught by Luo Yuanshan and could always switch freely between being coquettish and being strict.
But she just couldn't get over this hurdle. Standing in the way of this hurdle was the death of her daughter. How could she get over it?
She simply gave up and said, "I didn't tell him not to talk! It's not my fault that he likes to hide away to deal with his emotions!"
"Why are you all blaming me? Doesn't he have a mouth?"
The scene fell into silence for a moment, and Luo Qingyue scratched his head in embarrassment.
"Ah, I'm not blaming Mommy. I'm just advising Mommy not to be so willful. Yue'er isn't willful anymore, so why hasn't Mommy grown up yet?"
"Dad, he... Dad must not be good at speaking!"
Mu Yueyuan's sad mood was disrupted by her naughty daughter, and she was completely upset.
“I’m not good at speaking.”
Luo Qingyue said happily: "Yes, yes, that's the idiom!"
Mu Yueyuan: "...I'm not here to teach you idioms."
Luo Qingyue waved her hand: "Oh! That's right, my dad used to teach me how to study, and you were messing around."
Mu Yueyuan thought about it and it seemed to be true, but she was unwilling to admit it.
So he smiled awkwardly and denied it flatly: "No...no way!"
Mu Yueyuan smiled cunningly and blurted out.
"I knew you wouldn't admit it, Mommy, right, Daddy?"
She raised her little head and looked at the man hiding in the dark.
Luo Yuanshan forgot how to respond for a moment and froze in place.
Luo Qingfeng hated him for not fighting, and pushed him out: "Tsk, you act stupidly at the critical moment, Yue'er is calling you, why don't you hurry over!"
Luo Yuanshan went downstairs clumsily, pretending to be calm. He even sprained his knee on the stairs and almost rolled down.
Luo Qingfeng just laughed out loud.
It is truly a great honor for the family.
Qiu Tingxu said in a low voice: "By the way, aren't we hiding here to prevent Mu Yueyuan from being upset?"
After Luo Qingfeng finished laughing, he pointed to the people downstairs.
"You need to see the atmosphere. See the atmosphere, understand?"
"Yue'er made her laugh."
“That means there’s no big problem.”
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