Ten Thousand Soul Banner: Deceased, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? Chapter 642 - 639 Lies

Yan Weiyi never expected that Pan Guoliang’s bag not only contained hair ties, but also a comb.

At this mont, he was combing Panpan’s hair as she sat on the bench.

"When you get back, wash your hair properly; only then might Xiao Yan overlook it," Zhang Qiu Fang said lovingly from the side.

Only Pan Guoliang still looked at Yan Weiyi with a wary expression.

Hearing her mother’s words, Panpan looked up at Yan Weiyi and gave a wide, cheerful smile.

"After people die, they don’t just disappear; souls still exist. So I’ve always been here, it’s just that you couldn’t see ..."

"Panpan, do you know how much it pains to see you like this..."

"But I’m a ghost; humans and ghosts have different paths. You couldn’t see or hear my voice, and that ti was especially tornting..."

"Until this morning, I t a Ghost ssenger, and by chance, saw the Qiong Province Governor. He is the Divine who oversees the Qiongzhou Netherworld..."

...

While combing Panpan’s hair, Yan Weiyi explained the whole story.

As he spoke, Panpan’s eyes grew brighter, and she seed to co to her senses.

Hearing this, Zhang Qiu Fang wiped her tears and said emotionally, "Xiao Yan, you are a good person. Good people are rewarded, and that’s why you encountered an immortal and such fortunate circumstances."

"I think so too," Yan Weiyi replied with a smile.

"So... have you been brought back to life? Can you live a normal life now?" Pan Guoliang’s words were tinged with both hope and concern.

He naturally hoped Yan Weiyi could be resurrected, but also worried about any negative impacts that might harm his daughter.

Yan Weiyi shook his head and said bluntly, "How could that be possible? Humans and ghosts have different paths. Death is the fairest thing in the world; no one can escape it—not even the Divine—the possibility of casually resurrecting soone simply doesn’t exist. You can now see and hear , but I am still a ghost, fundantally unchanged..."

Upon hearing this, Panpan abruptly stood up and grabbed Yan Weiyi’s hand.

Her newly-combed hair fell back into disarray.

"Yan Weiyi, I don’t want you to die," she said earnestly.

But soon her face was full of grievance again.

With a choking voice, she said, "I don’t want you to die."

"Fool..."

Before Yan Weiyi could finish his sentence, Panpan threw her arms around his neck and hugged him tightly, bursting into tears.

Watching this, Zhang Qiu Fang quietly wiped away her tears from the side.

Then she tugged at Pan Guoliang’s sleeve, signaling for him to step aside with her.

"What for?"

"Let the kids talk, don’t interrupt them."

"But... what if sothing happens?" Pan Guoliang was still a bit uneasy.

"What could happen?" Zhang Qiu Fang insisted, pulling Pan Guoliang away.

However, they didn’t go far and stood watching from a distance.

Yan Weiyi gently patted Panpan’s back, comforting, "Alright, don’t cry. Do you rember what you said when I first visited you in the hospital after your burn?"

"Wuuu..."

"You said it was rely that the flas were too passionate, leaving loving scars on your face—a testant of being loved."

"Your optimism back then struck a chord with . I thought, how could there be such a cheerful and optimistic girl in this world? Being able to spend a lifeti with soone like that would make one the happiest person alive."

...

As Yan Weiyi’s words continued, Panpan’s cries diminished into soft sobs.

Seizing the mont, Yan Weiyi gently cupped her small face and wiped away her tear stains with his fingers.

"Sadly, I don’t have the blessing to stay with you. But I hope you can still live strongly and happily, rather than being so despondent..."

At this point, Yan Weiyi also felt a pang of sadness. He kissed Panpan’s forehead, the scars on her lips and cheeks.

"You’re still young. I believe your life will bloom with its own radiance. If you dwindle because of , I’d be burdened with guilt, uneasy even in death."

"No... no, I don’t want that," Panpan said, flustered by Yan Weiyi’s words.

"I know, it’s because you love so much."

Panpan hurriedly nodded upon hearing this, clutching Yan Weiyi’s shirt at his sides tightly.

"I can’t live without you."

"No, you can live without . For over twenty years before , you were just as happy and joyful."

"That’s different," Panpan shook her head, tearfully trying to argue.

"Nothing is different. I hope you can forget , but I also don’t, because I’m selfish. I hope you’ll keep in your heart, so I can stay with you this way, sharing a happy life with you..."

"Will you promise ? Help ?" Yan Weiyi looked deeply at the girl in front of him.

Panpan nodded solemnly.

"I believe in you." Yan Weiyi said as he pulled her into his embrace.

Panpan buried her head deeply into Yan Weiyi’s chest.

"You once wanted to see the sunrise at Erhai Lake..."

"The autumn in Hulun Bei’er..."

"And winter on Laojun Mountain..."

...

"You can visit those places; I’ll always be by your side."

"Really?" Panpan asked in a muffled voice, her head still buried in Yan Weiyi’s chest.

You could hear the happiness in her voice.

"Of course. Didn’t I tell you before? I’ve always been with you, and I always will be," Yan Weiyi replied.

"Mm." Panpan lifted her head from Yan Weiyi’s embrace, her face full of joy as she looked at him.

Seeing this, Yan Weiyi quickly added, "If you ever get tired, bring a bouquet of your favorite tulips to my grave, and I will leave your side."

"I won’t... I won’t get tired," Panpan said, slightly annoyed.

"It’s better if you don’t," Yan Weiyi said no more.

He had said this not because he wanted her to dwell in their relationship, but rather to ensure she moved on. He believed that though she loves deeply now, ti would heal everything.

Panpan would eventually et soone else who would love her, and have her own life. If he could hold a place in her heart, that would be enough.

Saying these things was just to give Panpan hope, so she might face life again.

In fact, after today, he would leave and not stay by Panpan’s side.

"It makes mad when you say things like this."

"I’m at fault; I apologize." Yan Weiyi kissed her lips again.

This ti, Panpan hugged him tightly and wouldn’t let go.

Seeing this from a distance, Pan Guoliang was ready to intervene but was stopped by Zhang Qiu Fang.

"What are you doing?"

"I... I was going to ask Xiao Yan if he would stay for dinner."

Zhang Qiu Fang rolled her eyes, knowing his intentions all too well.

"As long as our daughter is happy, don’t disturb them," Zhang Qiu Fang said.

Just as she was saying this, they saw Yan Weiyi walking over with Panpan.