"Ji Minghuan, why are you suddenly acting crazy?" Sun Changkong said this, but his face was a bit flushed, "I know, I know."
She paused for a mont, turned her head to hug the Sorsault Cloud, "I know, you will be by my side."
Ji Minghuan quietly watched her, his lips moved slightly.
He really wanted to say: You should run, run as far as you can, sothing terrible is about to happen.
But where could this girl run to? As long as the ntor's Spiritual Imprint remains, Sun Changkong could turn into a puppet at any mont.
If possible, Ji Minghuan wished he could go back a few years, find Sun Changkong, who was still a wild child on the mountain, and tell her not to run around, warning her that accidentally stumbling into Sun Wukong's mythical relics would spell doom for her life.
But even if he could, this gray-faced girl would probably just look at him strangely, thinking he was making up a weird story to play with her, then showing her surprised little tiger teeth, reaching out her hand to him.
"That's good." Ji Minghuan said softly.
"Why are you acting strange again today?" Sun Changkong tilted his head, "Though I don't mind."
"You have to survive, so I can celebrate your birthday with you again on September 5th."
"Really?" Sun Changkong was taken aback, "But doesn't everyone say you can only celebrate your birthday once a year? Haven't I already celebrated mine in advance?"
"In China, so celebrate the solar calendar birthday, so the lunar calendar birthday." Ji Minghuan said lightly, "And so even celebrate both the solar and lunar birthdays together."
"You're not fooling , are you? Bullying because I'm from the countryside and don't know better?"
"Why would I fool you?"
"Then I have to celebrate your birthday twice too."
Ji Minghuan was stunned.
"Sure." He nodded, "As long as we stay alive, we can celebrate a hundred tis if you want, rules are the living things, people are not."
Sun Changkong's eyes sparkled, she nodded happily at him, Ji Minghuan suddenly reached out and touched her head, the fiery red hair flowing like water through his fingers.
"Why are you touching my head?" she looked up and asked.
"Big sister boss, I don't recognize you as my big sister boss anymore." Ji Minghuan suddenly said.
"Why?"
Sun Changkong felt puzzled.
"Because... I'm sorry to you."
"What do you have to be sorry for?" Sun Changkong was bewildered, "Not only are you my friend, but you also celebrate my birthday and teach to play gas."
She paused: "Ji Minghuan, you're the best to ."
"I'm sorry."
"What on earth are you sorry for?"
"It's nothing, just... I'm sorry." Ji Minghuan said softly, raising his eyes to quietly look into hers.
"Ji Minghuan, are you sick?" Sun Changkong mumbled, reaching out to touch the space above Ji Minghuan's forehead.
"Sun Changkong, I need to go find the others next, since the ntor won't let you out, then... will you stay here?" Ji Minghuan thought for a mont, then lowered his eyes and asked.
"Yeah, I'm afraid if he gets angry, you won't be able to get out either."
"That's true."
"But I can let the Sorsault Cloud take you." Sun Changkong said as she withdrew her hand from his forehead, "It's all just wandering around, it's faster to sit on it."
"Alright, then let your Sorsault Cloud accompany once more, just as a last ti."
Ji Minghuan said casually, then shifted himself to sit atop her Sorsault Cloud.
Sun Changkong made room, and she and Ji Minghuan sat together on the Sorsault Cloud, spacing out.
"What's wrong?"
Sun Changkong didn't speak, her falling red hair covering her eyes. She suddenly leaned over, with a speed too fast to react, and gently hugged Ji Minghuan.
Ji Minghuan was stunned, gently hugging her back.
"Ji Minghuan, if you say 'I'm sorry' to one more ti, I'll bite you." Saying this, Sun Changkong gently bit Ji Minghuan's ear, leaving a tooth mark.
She said in a low voice: "I'm a wild child from the mountain, very fierce, unlike you all."
"I..."
Ji Minghuan felt the pain from his earlobe, wanted to speak but stopped. After a while, he rested his head on her shoulder, gave a low, self-deprecating laugh, and said softly to her:
"Big sister boss, I'm really afraid of you."
After a while, the Sorsault Cloud flew out of the confinent room, drifting leisurely within the Salvation Society's base.
After saying goodbye to Sun Changkong, the first place he went to was Filio's room. Like Sun Changkong's, the door to his room was wide open, allowing the Sorsault Cloud to pass through unobstructed.
Ji Minghuan sat on the Sorsault Cloud, curiously looking around. In the big dog's room, there was a computer, a slide, and a high-tech treadmill.
At that mont, Filio was sitting by the bed, with his head lowered, using a cotton swab to clean his wolf ears.
Ji Minghuan thought to himself that other animals have their owners help them clean their ears, but he could do it himself, as expected of a good dog.
Filio suddenly twitched his nose, caught his scent, put down the cotton swab, perked up his ears, and turned his head, "Ji Minghuan? Why are you with the Sorsault Cloud?"
"Ca to play with you, big dog." Ji Minghuan said, his face expressionless.
"And your room is open too?"
"Yeah, how else would I co to see you?" Ji Minghuan said, flying over on the Sorsault Cloud, reaching out to grab his tail, shaking it up and down, "Big dog... what would you think if I said you could see your old man?"
"See my dad?" Filio's expression changed in an instant, turning conflicted and lancholic.
"Yeah."
"Would he... would he really forgive ?" Filio asked.
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