Fu Jingyao smiled, extremely pleased.
"Okay, let's shower together."
Lin Xi picked up her chopsticks, her ear tips turning red. "Let's eat."
After dinner, Fu Jingyao carried her upstairs, prepared the things they would need later, and opened the bathroom door.
“Xixi, we…”
Just as he opened his mouth, a commotion erupted from somewhere.
Buzzing—!
The talisman inside the pocket emitted a sharp popping sound.
Lin Xi took it out and looked at it, her expression complicated.
Oh no, I forgot I'm carrying Jiang Ting's soul with me.
Although he was not fully conscious, he was still aware of his surroundings.
The thought of the two of them taking a shower naked with the older brother watching is incredibly awkward.
Seeing that her expression was off, Fu Jingyao quickly asked, "Xixi, what's wrong with this talisman?"
Lin Xi dug her toes into the ground. "This is my older brother, do you believe it?"
Fu Jingyao paused for a second, then said without changing his expression, "Jiang Ting has turned into a talisman. His hobby is quite unique."
Lin Xi covered her face and dragged him downstairs, saying, "After you take a shower, bury your older brother first."
"Bah! Let my elder brother bathe in the essence of the sun and moon."
Lin Xi rushed to the backyard, found a random open space, threw down a yellow talisman, and set up a spirit-gathering array.
Spiritual energy from all directions surged into the earth, and a tiny sprout quietly emerged, breaking through the soil.
Standing tall against the wind, undaunted by the snow.
This was beyond imagination. Fu Jingyao asked tactfully, "Jiang Ting was reincarnated as a tree?"
Lin Xi gazed at the tender green buds and sighed softly.
"He would rather be a tree than a human."
The tree shape helps absorb the essence of the sun and moon, and the little elves often squat in the ground.
I hope my brother's soul will be healed soon.
The little green sprout unfurled its two tender green leaves, as if responding to her words.
Lin Xi watched for a while; her elder brother's soul was being repaired. She gripped the man's palm tightly.
"Let's go."
Fu Jingyao gave Xiaoya a deep look.
Jiang Ting, you can rest assured and be the tree; leave Xixi to me.
In the soil, a little green sprout stretches its stem forward, wanting to move but without legs, wanting to speak but without a mouth.
He remembered that it was his sister, his only sister.
Who is the other one?
I don't remember...
It seems like we still owe him the title of "Big Brother".
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