Wen Xiao’ai lifted the covers and peered underneath the bed.
"Baozi? Are you there?"
"Sister?"
A white figure, nearly rged with the wall, appeared in the corner.
Upon seeing the boy appear in the corner, Wen Xiao’ai imdiately waved at him.
"Co here."
The boy crouched beside the bed.
Wen Xiao’ai lay on the edge of the bed so she was about the sa height as him.
"I thought you had left."
"I have nowhere to go, I will always follow sister."
"Mm-hmm, always follow , I will protect you."
"Sister, keep your voice down, don’t let that human discover ," the boy said, glancing fearfully in the direction of the bathroom.
"You don’t have to be afraid of him, he’s really nice," Wen Xiao’ai said, though she subconsciously lowered her voice.
"But I’m still afraid of him," the boy admitted awkwardly.
He was truly afraid, not only of the fear one feels towards strangers but also of a naless fear that sprouted from deep within his heart.
Whenever he saw him, whenever he felt the aura emanating from him, the boy would experience an overwhelming sense of oppression, as if he couldn’t catch his breath.
This feeling, he had only felt in the Netherworld when he encountered so of the more powerful Ghost ssengers.
"Alright then, if you don’t like him I won’t introduce you two, anyway, he can’t see you or hear you speak, you can’t communicate with him."
"Mm."
"By the way, did you sleep in this room last night?"
"I crouched in that corner all night," the boy said.
"Why didn’t you co up to bed, the bed is very big, several more people could sleep on it." Hearing the boy had crouched in the corner all night, Wen Xiao’ai felt guilty.
She had been playing with Baozi last night and didn’t even realize when she had fallen asleep herself.
She hadn’t properly settled Baozi.
"Better not, that human has so strange energy about him, I dare not get close to him."
"What strange energy?"
"I don’t know, but it just scares , and besides, we ghosts don’t need to sleep."
"Don’t sleep? Wouldn’t that make you very tired?"
"Not at all, when sister goes to bed, Baozi will guard you. If there’s any noise, I’ll wake you up imdiately."
The thought of doing sothing for Wen Xiao’ai filled the boy with joy.
"Heh heh, then I appreciate it," Wen Xiao’ai reached out and, like the night before, pretended to pat the boy’s intangible head.
"Baozi, I might follow Jun Moyan to the company later, can you go out during the day?"
"No, we ghosts can’t be exposed to the sun, it’s very easy for us to dissipate," the boy shook his head.
"Ah, then what should we do?" Wen Xiao’ai frowned in concern.
"Umm..." The boy thought for a mont, "Does sister have sothing on you that I can hide in? As long as there’s a small space, that will do."
"Sothing?"
Wen Xiao’ai stood up and looked over herself, searching for an object suitable for the boy to hide in.
The crisp and pleasant sound of a bell rang out, and Wen Xiao’ai looked at the little bell on her wrist, her eyes lighting up.
Excited, she asked the boy,
"Baozi, would this work?"
The boy looked at her bell, his intangible body wavered, and he transford into a wisp of white smoke, diving into the little bell engraved with the word "Good."
Then he erged from the bell again, happily telling Wen Xiao’ai, "It works."
"Great! Then from now on, when I go out, I’ll carry you like this. I’ll cast a spell on this little bell to prevent others and those little ghosts from the Netherworld from finding you. And as for Jun Moyan, if you are afraid of the energy he carries, I’ll block it for you."
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