When he saw Huaiyu again, Tang Yu couldn't help but secretly compare Huaiyu's changes in his heart.
If he remembered correctly, Huaiyu had just turned into a ghost and his kindness as a human being was still there, so he didn't know how to absorb the resentment. So Tang Yu had to guide him step by step and was also happy to get the title of "good man".
While Tang Yu was silently looking at Huaiyu, Huaiyu also lowered his eyes slightly and took in Tang Yu's figure with his peripheral vision.
The magic weapon that the disciple took out indeed recorded his second death. The peach wood sword pierced through the ghost's chest, and the weak light gradually disappeared, as if the soul would be torn to pieces in the next second.
This is definitely not a fabricated scene, but why does he have no memory of it at all?
Huaiyu searched through his bloody memories, but only the scenes of his relatives' deaths were played out again and again. The scenes that appeared out of nowhere seemed completely separated from him.
If Huaiyu hadn't clearly known that it was him, he would definitely have thought that this was just a trick played by Qi Lingshan.
What is going on?
The chest that was torn open by the peach wood sword in the picture seemed to be aching slightly. I don’t know if it was because he felt the same pain after witnessing it with his own eyes, or because this scene actually happened.
A huge fog surrounded Huaiyu. If this memory that appeared out of nowhere disrupted all his calmness, then when he was caught off guard and heard Tang Yu's voice at the last moment, Huaiyu was completely confused.
Otherwise, he would not have let that group of disciples go so easily, and even rushed back in a hurry, just to see Tang Yu, just to verify whether that was really Tang Yu's voice.
"Ahem... Huaiyu, where have you been?" Tang Yu took the lead in breaking the silence between the two and asked deliberately.
Even though he knew what Huaiyu had done, Tang Yu still felt something was wrong in this calm and peaceful situation.
Huaiyu looked at Tang Yu deeply. Tang Yu's smiling but serious tone gradually overlapped with the voice-over in the magic weapon where no one was seen but only the voice was heard. If Huaiyu was 60% sure before meeting Tang Yu, then he was 100% sure now.
But there were so many questions to ask, where should he start?
Ask Tang Yu whether he has known about his existence for a long time, whether he has known him for a long time, or ask himself why his ghost is still here and still "alive" in the world?
Tang Yu clearly knew about this, didn't he? So why did he keep her in the dark? And why did he provoke him a second time?
Huaiyu looked dazed. When he looked up and stared at Tang Yu quietly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was filled with lingering bitterness.
After staring at Tang Yu quietly for a while, Huaiyu answered Tang Yu's question in a hoarse voice: "...Nothing."
"I just happened to have something to do."
It seemed that Huaiyu was unwilling to tell him. Tang Yu sighed in understanding.
The fragile, helpless and pitiful look of Huaiyu suddenly flashed through his mind. Tang Yu sighed that time could indeed bring huge changes to ghosts. Now Huaiyu was not only able to stand on her own, but could even answer him without batting an eyelid.
This strange atmosphere continued into the night. Tang Yu looked at Huaiyu, who was wearing a thin undershirt and had her back to him. His throat choked up, and for the first time he felt what it meant to sleep in the same bed but have different dreams.
Is it possible that people tend to experience a period of burnout after getting married?
But they haven't been married for long!
Tang Yu pinched the corner of the quilt and fell into doubt about his life, but Huaiyu, who was facing away from him, was not feeling much relieved either.
Like a waterfall, his black hair flowed down Huaiyu's back like smooth silk. As he left Tang Yu's embrace, a familiar chill suddenly hit him. But he was clearly a ghost. After being a ghost for so long, how could he still be afraid of the cold?
Huaiyu's long eyelashes like crow feathers trembled slightly, and her gentle eyebrows could not hide the hint of self-mockery.
The warm bed was no different from an ice cellar to him. He seemed to have returned to the years when he was betrayed by Tang Yu and suffered alone in hatred. The only difference was probably the breathing sound beside him, reminding him that there was still a living person by his side.
Tang Yu stretched out his hand several times before finally gritting his teeth and wrapping his arms around Huaiyu's slender waist, as if making up his mind. As his arm tightened, Huaiyu was pulled towards him, and the distance between them finally closed.
The cool and soft hair brushed against Tang Yu's arm, causing a gentle tickling sensation. Tang Yu simply hugged Huaiyu from behind, and with his face pressed against Huaiyu's thin back, he spoke in a muffled voice:
"Huaiyu, what happened to you?"
"We had a ghost marriage, why are you so distant to me?"
This is totally wrong.
Therefore, Tang Yu had every reason to suspect that Huaiyu must have been stimulated today.
Maybe it has something to do with me.
Tang Yu's brain was working rapidly, thinking about all the possibilities.
Huaiyu, who was held by Tang Yu, did not make any move to break free, but continued to let Tang Yu's arms wrap around her. After a long while, when the red candle flame outside the bed curtain flickered slightly and the light and shadow exchanged, Huaiyu said coldly:
"Tang Yu, are you hiding something from me?"
Tang Yu: "No, no?"
It doesn't sound very confident.
"Ahem..." Tang Yu cleared his throat and raised his voice: "No!"
"Really?" Huaiyu's voice became unfathomable in the darkness, and sounded faintly beside Tang Yu's ears:
"Then why were you there when I was killed by Qi Ling Shanren for the second time?"
Tang Yu: “!”
No way, is he as unreliable as his master and couldn't completely erase that memory?
In other words, he and Huaiyu have automatically completed the missing memory?
Tang Yu: “…”
Oh, it’s a coincidence.
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