Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Yun Si watched him come out and pursed her lips.

"you……"

Are you angry too?

Probably yes.

However, he won't show it to her.

Yun Si blurted out the question and already knew the answer.

"..." She slowly lowered her head.

Awen stood at the door of the bedroom, his hands hanging down, looking at her quietly.

From beginning to end, he looked so calm and accepting.

He doesn't lose his temper like A Yang, nor does he resist as strongly as A Yang.

Plain as water, no ripples or traces.

Looking at her quietly, he lowered his eyes, the whites of his eyes were strange and empty as before.

This silence lasted until ten o'clock.

The time is coming soon and someone will come to take her there.

Ayang squatted in the corner and ignored her.

Awen sat on the sofa, quietly and didn't speak.

Yun Si glanced at the time on her phone.

The next second, there was a knock on the door.

Time is up.

She really wanted to send them away.

Extremely cruel, leaving no room for anything.

Ayang became furious and kicked over the potted plant next to him.

Mud flew and the porcelain bottle shattered.

Yun Si was about to open the door and paused.

Then, he closed his eyes and ignored it.

Open the door and here comes Kris.

It comes at the right time, not more than a minute, not less than a second.

"Let's go."

"..." Yun Si looked behind her.

"Sorry, can you wait for me for two minutes?"

Kris frowned, tapped the watch on his wrist, and signaled her to hurry up.

Yun Si closed the door again.

The collection of souls can actually be very fast.

Especially if you don't resist.

Ayang has a bad temper. After being good for so long, he finally loses control and destroys things to vent his anger.

Vent his anger.

Yun Si stood in front of them, looking at Ayang and Awen.

Awen raised his eyes calmly.

Just like when we first met, he is neither noisy nor fussy, his pale eyebrows are gentle and kind, and he is always obedient and obedient.

He looked at her quietly and made no move.

She could even take him in at any time if she wanted to.

Yun Si looked at them, her fingertips slightly curled up.

Obviously time is running out and we should take action immediately, but——

"Si Si."

Awen stood up slowly.

He is tall and has fair skin.

His eyebrows are clean and he always has a gentle and bookish air.

He is considerate and always thinks of her.

Staring at her, he smiled slightly.

Stretch out your hand and hold her.

"The soup is warm in the pot. Remember to drink it when you come back."

It's like explaining the aftermath.

"..." Her eyes trembled and she opened her mouth.

But he didn't give her a chance to speak.

He touched her face gently, and then disappeared.

Taking the initiative and not letting her do anything.

But he, willingly, fell into her hands.

The warm purple soul on the palm of her hand stuck to her palm like a well-behaved marshmallow.

It seemed like they were rubbing each other affectionately.

He was angry, but he was unwilling to embarrass her after all.

Very well-behaved, like an angel, always well-behaved.

Extremely worry-free.

Yun Si looked at it quietly, her eyes seemed a little red.

I feel like crying.

The warm little Zihun probably sensed her emotions.

Float up and rub her cheek.

As if he was rubbing her gently.

Tell her silently that it doesn't matter, he is willing.

"..." She wanted to cry even more.

He sniffed uncontrollably.

Somewhat choked up.

Ayang seemed to be even more irritated when he heard her voice like this.

He punched the sofa.

"Click——" There was a sound, and I didn't know what was broken.