But the obsession still needs to be eliminated, and she can't let it weigh on her all the time.
Huanhuan couldn't remember it herself, so Jiang Wenchao went to ask the old lady.
The old lady closed her eyes, said nothing, and asked Aunt Chen to call Yu Huan's father.
Yu Yi had just returned from the company and hadn't even hung up his clothes when the phone rang.
He picked up his three-year-old son and let the child rummage through his pockets while he answered the call without even looking at his phone.
It was not until I heard the voice from the other side that I discovered the identity of the person.
"Mom." He called out first, and then paused before asking, "Why did you have time to call me?"
After the accident, he didn't dare go back. He wanted to take his old lady to the city, but she didn't want to, and he didn't want to go back. Gradually, they had little contact.
He handed the child to his wife, straightened his clothes and went to the terrace to make a phone call, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? Or do you want to come to my place..."
I don't know what he said on the other end, but his voice suddenly became surprised, "Let me go back? Mom, I said I won't go back..."
The old lady had anticipated his reaction and showed no emotion. She just said that if he didn't go back, he should not recognize her as his mother.
Yu Yi panicked, and when he wanted to say something, the old lady had already hung up the phone.
He had a knot in his heart, otherwise he wouldn't be so shy about talking about the past. But now, the old lady made it clear that she wanted him to go back.
He hesitated for several days and called the old lady many times, but every time, the old lady had only one thing to say, asking him to go back quickly.
Yu Yi didn't understand why, but he had no choice. One of his closest relatives had disappeared, another had gone astray, and only an old lady remained, bound to him by blood.
If this thread also breaks, he will really become a floating duckweed with nowhere to rely on in the world.
The memory of their separation was too deep, and even waking up in the middle of the night with a lingering fear. If it weren't for the old lady's insistence, he might never have come back in this lifetime.
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Jiang Wenchao seldom contacts his master. Those who have achieved success in spiritual practice are most afraid of being bound by fate. They worry about being entangled in cause and effect and their spiritual hearts being tarnished. It is almost an unwritten rule not to contact his master unless necessary.
After so long as an apprentice, Jiang Wenchao has always remembered this implicit rule and solves problems on his own.
This was the first time that the master received help from his disciple.
The next thing to come is the matter of changing one's fate against the will of heaven.
The master was dumbfounded. He knew this disciple of his. His eight characters were all Yin, his fate was shallow, his destiny was strange, and he had a tendency to leave the world.
He was indeed like his fate, physically distant and spiritually distant, with a naturally indifferent temperament, and could not be held back by the mundane world.
Master never dreamed that this day would come.
However, this is indeed a difficult problem. Although the master was surprised, he still couldn't help but persuade the master of the pros and cons.
Jiang Wenchao looked at Huanhuan who was sitting by the window with a unhappy expression. She must have been feeling unwell these past two days and her mood was not good.
"Forcibly changing someone else's fate is against heaven and will inevitably backfire..."
"I know everything." Jiang Wenchao couldn't take his eyes off her. His heart seemed to be gently tied by a thin string tied to a balloon, hanging in the air. He felt uneasy that it would disappear in the next second.
He has black eyebrows, long eyelashes, ink-like eyes, and a unique posture and appearance, but because he doesn't like to smile, he adds a bit of indifference. He is lazy and cold to everyone, and even his young figure makes him seem a little distant.
But now he lowered his voice and said to the master on the other end of the phone: "If I don't do that, I will regret it to death."
After the phone call ended, the master pretended to be angry, but still went to prepare the ritual instruments.
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The black luxury car slowly stopped at the door of the villa. The middle-aged man hesitated for a long time before getting out by holding the car door.
He walked in holding an umbrella. The raindrops hit the umbrella, making a crackling sound accompanied by vibrations, as if they were knocking on his heart.
"Mom." He walked in and saw three young boys.
Yu Huan was drowsy and suddenly woke up. Her heart seemed to be tied by something, causing her to float towards the door unconsciously.
Yu Yi greeted the three young men absentmindedly, then walked past them to find the old lady.
He was feeling uneasy and didn't want to stay here any longer, so he planned to leave after finishing his business.
Jiang Wenchao watched the little ghost trying to get close to the middle-aged man but stopped in confusion, and touched the position of his heart in confusion.
"What exactly do you want me to do here? Just tell me..." In the room, the anxious Yu Yi couldn't help but raise his voice.
But the little ghost no longer followed the man.
She followed her heart and floated to the second floor, where she lay down. Suddenly, she felt as if her body had become a little lighter.
Jiang Wenchao clearly saw the changes in her body.
It turns out that this is what I really care about.
The little ghost's soul is very pure, and you can see that she doesn't actually have too many obsessions.
But she waited for a long time that day, but her father didn't come back. Before she closed her eyes, she was still thinking about it.
Well, she was actually a little stingy. She knew it wasn't her father's fault but she was still a little angry.
Just a little bit.
So, as long as her father comes back, she won't be angry.
Yu Huan's head suddenly felt heavy, and in an instant it seemed as if many fragments flooded into her mind.
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