Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

She grabbed his hand and walked to the kitchen with a calm tone.

"How's it going? Do you know the people below?"

When you see someone you knew in life, you should remember something, right?

The quiet Awen held her hand and looked at her.

There was no sound.

Just follow her to the dining table and sit down.

The rice has been served, as well as soup.

She can eat it after washing her hands.

There is only one bowl and a pair of chopsticks on the table.

Neither he nor Ayang needed to eat. After drinking her blood, human food could no longer satiate them.

Yun Si tried to feed them at first, but then gave up.

Although it feels strange to be watched while eating all the time, you can get used to it after a long time.

She washed her hands and sat down on the dining chair.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of meat, and fed it to him.

"do not know?"

Awen opened his mouth obediently and ate.

Looking at her quietly, his thin lips pursed slightly.

Shake his head slightly.

"I do not remember."

It feels familiar, but I can't remember it.

It's just that I seem to have seen it in that place.

Yun Si didn't know what he was thinking, so she nodded, put down her chopsticks, took a scoop of soup, and fed A Yang.

"What about you? Do you remember anything?"

Ayang's memory was much worse than Awen's, so she didn't have much hope.

As expected, Ayang's eyes were blank.

She fed him and he drank.

After taking a small sip, the human soup was like plain water without taste to him.

He was a little disgusted, took a sip, stopped drinking, and avoided it.

Yun Si asked him to drink the rest and finish it.

"Then there's no other way but to block it first."

She put down the soup and picked up the chopsticks again.

As if remembering something, she looked at Awen again.

With integrity.

"I ask you again, is the card really yours?"

She didn't mean to doubt him, just confirm.

Make sure you heard and understood correctly.

Awen sat on her left side with a calm gaze, "Sisi, but you don't believe me?"

"...No, I believe you."

He lowered his eyes silently, moved the corners of his lips slightly, and spoke softly.

"Then why do you ask that?"

His mind is much more delicate and sensitive than Ayang's, like a bubble that will burst at the touch of a touch.

It is often easy to overthink and misinterpret her meaning.

Yun Si hurriedly leaned over and kissed him.

"Nothing, I'm just making sure."

"What you say is yours is yours. I believe you, really."

Awen lowered his eyes and remained silent.

The pale and beautiful eyebrows seemed to be stained with a bit of hurt.

Yun Si kissed him again, "Don't think too much about it, okay?"

"..." Awen pursed his lips, "Really, believe me?"

Yun Si nodded immediately, "Of course."

She liked him the most. If she didn't trust him, who else could she trust?

"..." Awen said nothing and slowly raised his eyes.

Only this time, I was willing to look at her.

Very sensitive, but also easy to coax.

Yun Si felt a little relieved.

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After the meal, after confirming that the card was indeed Awen's, Yun Si borrowed Awen's computer.

I tried to look up the origin of this evil spirit flower pattern on the Internet.

There is not much relevant information about this on the Internet, most of them are pictures.

These are all drawings, no real photos.

It doesn't look like a real flower, but more like a fictional flower, a totem symbol.

Yun Si searched for a long time using regular means, but found nothing.

Ayang was by her side, unable to understand anything and just grabbing her hair and playing with it.