Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Jiang Wen, wearing a peaked cap, got out of the car.

Nothing was said.

He just held down his hat, covered his face, and held Yun Si's hand tightly.

It seems that this way can make him feel more comfortable and his mood calmer.

Looks fine.

But Yun Si still felt the sweat in his palms.

Sweating and a little cold.

His grip on her was very strong, surprisingly strong.

He didn't say a word, always kept quiet, with his head lowered and his face covered.

It was impossible to see clearly his expression at the moment.

I can't figure out what he is thinking.

"...Jiang Wen?"

Yun Si leaned over slightly and looked at him.

Under the hat, he lowered his eyes, and his face became a little pale for some reason.

A thin line of sweat broke out on his forehead, his eyelashes trembled, and his lips gradually lost color.

Some are pale, as if they are sick.

Yun Si realized something was wrong.

"Jiang Wen, you——"

Before the words could be spoken, he suddenly hugged her.

Vigorously, extremely forcefully, the two arms hugged her so forcefully.

My body is very cold.

Also faintly trembling.

He was shaking constantly, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

There was obviously something wrong with him, especially when he was near the manor. The closer he got...the quieter he became.

It was almost unbelievably quiet.

Just holding her tightly, her body was shaking more and more.

He even made a whimpering sound buried in her shoulder.

It seems like I am very restless, very restless, and very unable to control myself.

In fact, his consciousness seemed to be a little unclear.

"Si Si... Si Si..."

He seemed to have a very strong and strange reaction to this manor.

Yun Si glanced at the house and frowned.

Being hugged, his mood was not right. The housekeeper looked at him with worry on his face and wanted to step forward to help.

Yun Si silently made a stop gesture, indicating that she should leave first.

The housekeeper looked at the strange man hugging his wife tightly and made no move.

I had to retreat quietly.

Yun Si patted Jiang Wen's back gently and said in a soft voice, "Jiang Wen...it's okay...don't be nervous..."

"It's okay...it's okay..."

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Jiang Wen didn't know why he suddenly became like this.

Headache, headache, terrible pain.

From the moment he approached the manor, he felt a dull pain in his head for no apparent reason.

The closer I got, the worse my head hurt.

It was as if someone took a knife, split open his head, and brutally dug something out from inside.

Empty, his head was empty, there was nothing inside.

Entering this manor, his mind went blank.

He couldn't think of anything, couldn't remember anything.

I just feel...

I seem to have forgotten something, something very important.

He obviously doesn't want to forget, but...

Still forgot.

What has he forgotten?

He didn't know, he really didn't know.

His head hurt and his heart hurt.

It was as if a piece of flesh had been cut out, and he was twitching in pain, which made him panic.

He felt like he had seen everything in this manor before.

Indescribably familiar, as if I had lived in a dream.

But after all, he had never seen it before, and everything unfamiliar here gave him a severe headache.

It hurt so much that I felt like I couldn't breathe.

I just want to hold her and hold her tightly.

Only in this way, only when he felt the presence of her body temperature, could he breathe.

Only then can I feel less afraid and less panicked.