"Ah?"
Everyone was suddenly stunned, for Wen Yi’s voice was very light and gentle, carrying not the slightest hint of hatred or anger.
"Actually, I ca here to say goodbye to you. I... I’ve been rather shy since I was young, and I rarely interacted with others, so I never knew how to converse with people, especially with soone I liked. Not until after I died could I talk without any reservations, though... it’s already too late."
Chen Ming’s tears began to flow again, damn it.
"Wow, that’s so touching." Xu Hai started to get teary-eyed as well, tears almost curving in his eyes.
"Okay, I must go now. Thank you, though I still have so regrets, at least I have said what I needed to say. And, I also understand your feelings. Even though it’s late, I still feel very happy."
Wen Yi’s ghost held not a trace of resentful Qi. When she lifted her head, what you saw, with her black hair scattered, was a fair and slightly pale lon-seeded face.
"She is a fresh and pretty little beauty," noted Xu Hai.
"Wait a minute!"
Just as Wen Yi turned and floated toward the door, Chen Ming suddenly shouted. He abruptly stood up, holding onto Wen Yi’s diary, and yelled at the top of his lungs as if trying to awaken his own life and soul!
"Please... please be my girlfriend! I’ve liked you since the first ti I saw you!"
Wen Yi’s ghost visibly shuddered. Realizing sothing was amiss, you hurriedly stepped forward and stood beside Chen Ming: "Chen Ming, have you gone crazy? She’s already dead. If she agrees, she’ll take your soul away, and there’ll be no turning back!"
Chen Ming was silent, his eyes showing endless resolve. He looked up, staring steadily at Wen Yi’s figure.
Then her neck slowly twisted a hundred and eighty degrees, and she gave a gentle smile: "Okay."
Hiss!!
Wen Yi’s sudden and eerie motion and expression made everyone behind you involuntarily gasp in shock.
It was over, the very mont Wen Yi had agreed, you knew Chen Ming’s life could not be saved.
Of course, Chen Ming’s actions had already confird his own determination; the cruelty of society and the ugliness of human nature had also taken away his courage to live.
Perhaps death, for him, was a liberation.
Wen Yi slowly turned around, her head remained still, but her body turned slightly, and that image was just too shocking.
Once Wen Yi turned around, she stared intently at Chen Ming and reached out her seemingly translucent hand.
Chen Ming extended his hand as well, and just when their hands were about to touch, Chen Ming’s hand suddenly hesitated.
Wen Yi’s expression changed, her smile turning cold: "What, scared?"
"No." Chen Ming shook his head, then turned to you, smiling, "Thank you, if it weren’t for you, maybe I would never have forgiven myself."
With that, Chen Ming resolutely stretched out his hand and took hold of Wen Yi’s hand.
However, what happened next took everyone by surprise. Instead of Wen Yi taking away Chen Ming’s soul, it was Wen Yi’s translucent body that slowly beca tangible. Her face, previously as pale as paper, gradually grew rosy.
"What... what’s happening?"
Zhang Zifeng exclaid in horror. He had been a police officer for a while now, but he had never seen such a bizarre event.
A ghost who was already dead began to return to life after shaking hands with the man she secretly loved, and even instantaneously acquired a fleshly body. This was simply too contrary to the laws of life!
"Hehe..."
At this mont, the air around suddenly filled with the sound of a girl’s laughter, which suggested that the person laughing was quite young.
Upon hearing this sound, Xian Qianling, who had always excelled in both hearing and mory, imdiately quickened her pace and looked around joyfully, "Little Luli, is that you?"
"Aunt Qian-Qian has such a great mory, you recognized even before I spoke."
Then, in front of you, the air took on a strange twist, and there appeared Luli, donned in a black princess dress, with flowing black hair and a delicate face that seed unreal.
As she gently floated down from mid-air, Xian Qianling quickly stepped forward and embraced her in her arms.
"You little girl, how co you didn’t co to find your aunt when you arrived at the Eastern Sea?"
"Hehe, I just got here," she giggled.
With that, Luli wriggled free from Xian Qianling’s embrace and, with a smile, walked up to you and sweetly called out, "Daddy."
Daddy, Daddy?
You paused for a mont, then turned your head to look around before pointing at yourself and saying to the endearing little girl in front of you, "You, are you calling ?"
"Yep, Luli has co all this way, and daddy doesn’t even give a hug, how sad," she pouted.
"Wow, Brother Yun, when did you get such a cute daughter?" Xu Hai leaned in close with his face, but you pushed him away.
For so reason, the appearance of Luli naturally gave rise to a warmth in your heart, and you felt an unusual closeness to her, as if she really was related to you by blood.
"Daddy, hug ."
Seeing Luli extending her arms, you instinctively bent down slightly and picked her up, listening to her laughter that chid like silver bells, the room’s previously heavy and gloomy atmosphere dissipated.
Xian Qianling looked at Luli and said, "Little Luli, this is your handiwork, isn’t it?"
"Yes, this sister looked so pitiful, and her soul hadn’t completely disappeared. I passed by just in ti to revive her. As for playing the ghost, I just wanted to scare this useless brother. Humph, he clearly likes sister but has seen her several tis and still doesn’t dare to speak up, even forcing sister to make the first move, how useless!"
Chen Ming hung his head, but his hand remained firmly clasped with Wen Yi’s.
"Daddy, auntie, it’s so stuffy here. Let’s go see the Bund, shall we? I heard there are lots of delicious things there."
You turned your head and exchanged a glance with Xian Qianling, both of you smiling at each other.
Xian Qianling changed her vehicle to a rcedes with softer lines that contrasted with the masculine, burly "Dongfeng Warrior" that Yuhang had driven before.
Sitting in the car, Little Luli and Xian Qianling were constantly talking and appeared very happy.
In the back seat, you, on the other hand, were frowning, incessantly contemplating the nature of your relationship with Luli.
In fact, you were not foolish.
The various signs over the past few days had already indicated that there were many differences between you and the diocre high school teacher, Li Muyun. But then again, Han Rourong was your girlfriend before the amnesia, and she couldn’t possibly recognize the wrong person, could she?
Could it be that Xian Qianling and Luli were mistaken?
Soon, you dismissed that thought. Leaving aside Xian Qianling’s judgnt, the re ability to appear out of nowhere and effortlessly bring Wen Yi, who had already died, back to life, had already surpassed the realm of ordinary humans; a being like Luli was even less likely to be mistaken.
"Daddy, what are you thinking about that’s got you so entranced?" Luli, in the passenger seat, turned around and looked at you with a giggly smile. Her profound eyes, even in the dimly lit car, still shone with a heart-stopping attraction.
You raised your head and asked Luli and Xian Qianling, "Actually, I’ve been thinking about a question that concerns my past."
After a pause, you continued, "Am I really not nad Li Muyun? Who exactly am I?"
Luli and Xian Qianling exchanged a glance, and with a silent nod, Xian Qianling stopped the car in a secluded spot. She turned to you and said, "You are indeed nad Li Muyun, it’s just that your last na isn’t Mu, it’s Li. Your full na is Li Muyun."
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