Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

After telling him what he wanted to say, she would ask again depending on the situation.

To avoid asking questions that he doesn't want to answer.

Although it sounded perfunctory, Awen seemed to curl his lips and smile, as if he had been pardoned and forgiven.

He hummed softly and looked at her quietly with a smile.

"I remember the scene before I died."

"I fired the shot...and...he died."

The language is as concise as writing a general sentence exercise for A Yang.

Yun Si wasn't even ready before he finished speaking.

After saying that, he still stared at her.

she:"……???"

"No...no more?"

The quiet Awen nodded, "No more."

Yun Si: "..."

Well, that leaves quite a lot of room for her to ask questions.

She thought for a while and began to try to organize the words according to his description.

"You... shot, killed someone, and then... committed suicide?"

He looked at her quietly and shook his head, "It's not suicide."

"...?"

"Then, who did you kill?"

"I don't know, I don't remember."

"...Then do you remember the last scene before you closed your eyes?"

"I..." He seemed to frown, "I seem...to be sleeping..."

Chaos, hazy...

Close your eyes, open your eyes again...

He was on a mountain in the wilderness.

I don’t remember anything, I don’t remember my own name, I don’t remember everything about me…

He was only vaguely aware that he was a ghost.

He's a ghost who wants to eat like crazy.

Being so hungry was the only thought that came to his mind after he regained consciousness.

He was so hungry that he felt as if he had never eaten in his life. He was so hungry that he felt dizzy and weak, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

It can only split, barely into two small ones.

Use your remaining strength and two mouths to hunt for food like crazy.

Eat everything you can to make up for the loss of body strength.

At that time, all he could think about was eating. How could he think about anything that happened during his lifetime?

There are some fragments of memory, but they are so fragmented that they cannot be put together at all.

He didn't want to waste his energy fighting.

Over time, the memory fades.

There was nothing left, except that he was a ghost and needed to eat.

Yun Si listened to his description and sometimes turned her head to look at A Yang.

Ayang is also a party involved, but he can't express it. He can't say these words.

However, he didn't seem to want to say it.

Lazily, his head rested on her shoulder.

Playing with her fingers and holding her waist.

He lowered his eyelids and looked uninterested in their conversation.

Ruo Dachuuli's hand completely enveloped her.

The fingers are longer than hers, thicker than hers, and harder than hers,

Playing with her hands as if they were toys, she was extremely keen on interlocking her fingers.

Although the size difference is a bit big.

Yun Si would sometimes touch his head, but she still listened carefully to Awen's words.

After he finished speaking, she lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment.

Then, she asked the question she wanted to know most.

"Then now, do you still remember...what was your name when you were alive?"

"What's your name? Where do you live? Where is the body?"

She was thinking that maintaining the ghost state like this was not the answer.

After all, it is a soul. Without the protection of a body, the soul will be damaged to some extent, and it will become intolerable to the sun and the sun.

In addition, they are still one soul split in two, and the instability factors have doubled.