Chapter 123 Parents. I feel so happy
The pent-up emotions erupted.
Over the years, Qian Zhou's father, who went to college and found a good job, always felt that his family was better off, so he helped his eldest brother's family whenever he could.
In his world, his eldest brother has always been very good to him, so much so that when his wife once told him that she thought his eldest brother's family was weird, he got angry at his wife.
Now I realize how ridiculous it is.
All the pent-up anger was stored in his fists, and he smashed towards Qian Bin without mercy.
There is no pattern, but every move is deadly.
As for Liu Minghong, although Zhou's mother is relatively thin, the power contained in an angry mother is endless.
She exerted force with her hands and pulled out Liu Minghong's hair by the roots.
Liu Minghong screamed in pain and fainted.
Then he was slapped awake by Zhou's mother, and this happened over and over again. He completely collapsed on the ground like a dead fish.
The scene was extremely violent at one point, with blood splattering. Seeing that the person was about to die, Gu Ji threw two healing talismans to save the person's life.
A group of people were tired after fighting for more than an hour.
Zhou's father and mother fought for more than two hours.
They finally stood up slowly until they were completely exhausted, their fists covered with wounds.
Sweat trickled down his cheeks, but his hatred didn't diminish at all.
Zhou's mother turned her head to look at her husband and was about to speak when her vision went dark and she almost fell down. She was slowly hooked by the soul-locking chain thrown by Gu Ji.
She immediately used two healing talismans and said, "You two take a break. I'm going to find Qian Zhou's soul."
Gu Ji walked straight to the master bedroom and lifted the bed.
The bottom of the bed was covered with densely packed photos.
There is also an urn under the bed.
The scene scared everyone so much that they stood at attention. In the middle of the black and white photo was Qian Zhou's photo.
It was exactly the same situation that Sister Xia told them in the car, but hearing it with your ears and seeing it with your own eyes were two completely different feelings.
Their scalps were tingling and their hands and feet were a little cold.
Gu Ji stood in front of the photo, chanted some magic words, stretched out his hand, and gently pinched Qian Zhou's ID photo.
Ordinary people can't see anything.
But in Gu Ji's eyes, she pinched two strands of golden silk threads.
Qian Zhou's parents are very kind people, and Qian Zhou has a good fate. Her soul is a beautiful and clear green, like the fresh plants in nature.
He pulled out all the silk threads and gently swung his arm. The silk threads seemed to have found their owner and went into Qian Zhou's forehead.
Qian Zhou's whole body trembled, and then he closed his eyes and passed out.
Zhou's father immediately stretched out his hand. Just when Qian Zhou almost fell to the ground, she suddenly opened her eyes, turned around abruptly, supported herself on the ground with both hands, did a backflip, and stood steadily on the ground.
Qian Zhou learned Taekwondo when he was a child and has some skills.
She blinked twice in confusion, and then her eyes suddenly turned red. Qian Zhou turned her head, like a child in kindergarten waiting for her parents to pick her up.
The moment she saw her parents, she pouted and said, "Dad, Mom."
They had been waiting for this sound for almost a year.
The couple immediately rushed over and hugged the person in their arms. Their joy turned into tears, and they choked with sobs as they lost and regained the person.
"Mom and Dad, my brother didn't mean to hurt me. He has always been protecting me." Qian Zhou wanted to explain, but she was afraid her parents would misunderstand.
"We know, we know, Xiaofeng is actually your biological brother."
Qian Zhou had been in a half-asleep and half-awake state before. She didn't know that Qian Feng and she were actually brothers with the same father and mother, not cousins.
Mother Zhou trembled and said, "You should have been my children, but your uncle's family used some tricks to snatch Xiaofeng from me."
"How is this possible--" Qian Zhou wanted to say how is this possible.
But he quickly reacted.
Her soul has left her body, and her brother can talk to her even after he died. What else is impossible?
At this moment, the young man's incredulous voice came from behind, "Uncle, Aunt, am I really... your child?"
Turning around, Qian Feng's soul was standing at the door of the master bedroom. He looked at a loss, with great joy.
Gu Ji: “Really.”
As if he was stunned by the surprise, he laughed at first, then raised his hands to cover his face, fearing that he would cry.
But ghosts don't have tears. Qian Feng laughed and cried like a fool. "I've always envied Zhou Zhou since I was little. I wondered why I couldn't be my uncle and aunt's child. During holidays, I always wanted to get close to you. My parents beat me many times for this, saying I was a traitor and an ungrateful person who could never be tamed."
Language is a blunt knife.
Qian Feng was killed by verbal cold violence year after year and day after day.
His figure became more transparent. "I often think, 'I wish I were my uncle's child. If I were my uncle, he wouldn't blame me if I didn't do well on the test. My sister would help me analyze my mistakes. My uncle would comfort me and take me out for delicious food. My aunt would pat my head and tell me, 'It's okay, as long as we work hard.'"
The young man's body was hunched.
His shoulders seemed so heavy, but his voice was so light.
"I was really scared when I encountered those ghosts, but my parents didn't care about me at all. They always said I was overthinking it, and I always thought I was overthinking it too. It wasn't until I really died that I realized I wasn't overthinking it and accepted reality. They didn't love me, but if I wasn't their child, it seemed like everything was acceptable! I really am my uncle and aunt's child. I am so happy, really."
At this moment, he is not a vengeful ghost.
Just a kid who wants his parents to love him.
His childhood without feeling love made him a ghost full of resentment.
But at this moment, the obsession dissipated.
It turns out that he is not an unloved child, and his real parents are also victims.
He did nothing wrong. Over the years, his uncle and aunt, who were also his real parents, gave him the little warmth he had, so he was loved.
His real parents suppressed their heartache and opened their arms, embracing the shadow that could no longer be touched.
Fortunately, they hugged each other.
Although the number of times is very few.
But they can still imagine each other's body temperature and heartbeat in their memories.
Qian Feng could no longer smell their scent, but he still felt so happy. "Dad, Mom, I feel so happy, really."
Their parents were crying so hard that they couldn't speak.
"Don't cry, this may be my fate. I will go downstairs and wait for you. After a hundred years, we will be reunited." He said very optimistically.
The body has become increasingly transparent.
The couple began to panic, their tears flowed through Qian Feng's shoulders, through his soul, and fell to the ground.
"Xiao Feng, we are sorry for you. You have been by our side for so many years but we didn't know it. If we had been more careful, you wouldn't have suffered."
"Brother." Qian Zhou's eyes were red. She didn't want Qian Feng to leave, so she turned to look at Gu Ji.
But Gu Ji just shook his head, helpless, and sighed softly: "I'm sorry."
The sadness of regret and powerlessness penetrated Gu Ji.
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