The memories were too many and too complicated, and the emotions were too heavy and too deep. Her head had become a tangled ball of wool that she couldn't sort out for the time being.
In the room, the old lady was about to say something to Yu Yi when Jiang Wenchao appeared at the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and whispered that everything was fine.
The old lady immediately stood up with the help of her cane and asked in disbelief.
After receiving a positive reply, she breathed a sigh of relief, relaxed a little, and stopped arguing with Yu Yi.
She originally thought that he would at least ask her to kowtow a few times in front of Huanhuan's grave, and was planning in her mind how to coax him, but in the end it was of no use.
Yu Yi had no idea that he had escaped a disaster and was still worried.
The old lady, however, seemed to have used him up and no longer paid any attention to his words. It was hard to imagine that even she felt some resentment towards her son, but all Huanhuan wanted was to see him.
The more this happened, the more the old lady felt like needles were pricking her heart, making her feel uncomfortable.
"What else do we need to do next?" The old lady stepped forward and held Jiang Wenchao's hand.
Time has left wrinkles on the old man's face, but it still cannot hide his kind and amiable nature. His weather-beaten eyes stared at him without blinking, his pupils slightly moist, and it was obvious that he cared deeply about this matter.
Jiang Wenchao didn't answer, and the old lady's hands began to tremble unconsciously. She remembered what the young man had said to her a few days ago.
Huanhuan is her granddaughter, but she can't always be her granddaughter. Forcing her to stay here is actually harming her...
Yu Yi finally noticed the unusualness in their words and stood aside in confusion.
Jiang Wenchao only said two words to the old lady and then stopped, turned around and ran out.
Huanhuan didn't seem to be in good condition. Her soul was pure, in other words, very light. Now that the burden on her was gone, she felt a little relaxed.
Ghosts are always light and cannot carry too many memories. By the time you remember them again, they are gone.
Yu Huan had already completed all his tasks, and he vaguely thought that if he ended it now, nothing would go wrong.
When Jiang Wenchao ran back, he saw the little ghost looking so light-headed that his heart almost jumped out.
He bit his fingertip and drew the talisman on the spot. It should have been an easy movement, but it seemed to condense a divine power invisible to the naked eye. A thin layer of sweat gradually appeared on the bridge of his nose.
Yu Huan actually didn't feel any pain. She hadn't felt any pain since she became a ghost. She just felt dizzy. Various memories flashed through her mind, and the images floated back and forth, making her feel like she was in a washing machine.
Slowly, the dizziness in front of her eyes stopped, as if something invisible was supporting her.
"Are you okay?" When Jiang Wenchao asked, he probably didn't notice the trembling in his voice.
Yu Huan felt much more comfortable and nodded. At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the corridor, followed by the sound of something colliding.
Chi Jing covered his head which had accidentally bumped into Qi Yan'an, cursed out of habit, looked towards Yu Huan, and couldn't help but let out another exclamation.
Qi Yan'an was also surprised and looked straight at Yu Huan.
Jiang Wenchao's blood made Yu Huan appear briefly.
With his special constitution of having all Yin characters in his horoscope, it is no wonder that ghosts from the past kept haunting Jiang Wenchao. It is indeed a great tonic.
The real person is still different from the one in the photo, even though she is now in the form of a ghost.
The people in the photos are rigidly beautiful. Although stunning and likable, they are far from being as real as what you see with your own eyes.
It moves and talks. After seeing it, who can't help but sigh that photos can't capture the beauty of the real person?
Jiang Wenchao didn't think too much when he was drawing the talisman. When he turned around and saw Qi Yan'an and Chi Jing looking dazed, he realized belatedly that he felt a little annoyed.
Yu Huan, however, had no time to pay attention to them. A blank look appeared on her face as she continued to sort out and accept the memories she had lost: Grandma, Aunt Chen, Mom, Dad...
"Hello, I'm Chi Jing. I have a very good relationship with grandma. We've met before. I don't know if you still remember that you scared me when I first came..."
Chi Jing pulled Qi Yan'an a few steps towards here. He was usually carefree, but now he was a little nervous and shy, and his self-introduction was a little confusing.
Jiang Wenchao remembered that Qi Yanan always acted cool and aloof in school, and was as quiet as a mute. Now he seemed to have lost his soul and followed Chi Jing in saying:
"My name is Qi Yan'an. I came here with Chi Jing and Ah Chao. You scared me before, and you even played with my phone! Hey, do you want a phone? I'll buy you one..."
Jiang Wenchao raised his eyelids impatiently and looked over. Qi Yan'an finally remembered his childhood friend's abnormal behavior before, and his guess that now seemed to have been confirmed, so he stopped talking in disappointment.
But I felt a little dissatisfied in my heart.
In other words, Ah Chao had the advantage of being able to see ghosts, no wonder he fell so quickly. But even good brothers should have a fair chance to compete.
Oh, I forgot, she's a ghost, a human-ghost... Can't there really be a happy ending? Qi Yan'an thought about a lot of things.
As soon as the word "mobile phone" came out, the little ghost's ears moved uncontrollably.
The process of sorting out the messy memories was paused, and the little ghost turned his head and looked at Qi Yan'an.
Jiang Wenchao reached out to stop him, his eyelids drooping, his expression unrecognizable. He seemed annoyed by something, but he suppressed it and whispered, "I'll buy it, don't take his."
The little ghost retracted his action.
It doesn’t matter who buys it, as long as it exists.
There was a sound of a car outside, and they thought Yu Yi had left. However, unexpectedly, a well-dressed woman walked in.
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