Live Fortune Telling, Offline Ghost Hunting

In front of the tombstone, the figure of a little boy almost broke Zhuo Meng's psychological defense.

She knelt on the ground and called out her brother's name in disbelief, and the other party responded with an affectionate response.

Zhuo Meng covered his mouth, tears streaming down his face, and his throat was so choked that he could not speak.

"Xiaoyi..."

In fact, when Luo Chen entered Zhuo Meng's house, Yin Yang Eyes immediately saw the little boy. He was standing in the yard, a ghost with a weak aura.

After learning about Zhuo Qing's encounter with evil, Luo Chen already knew the truth of the whole matter. Mr. Yin and Yang, whom Zhuo Meng's parents found this time, was really capable. Through the relics left by Zhuo Yi, he indeed helped them summon the evil spirit. The ghost of his son returned, but the little boy seemed very naughty. Instead of meeting his parents in his own face, he turned into his grandfather, second uncle and others, repeatedly frightening Zhuo Qing.

When Zhuo Meng took him to the cemetery, Luo Chen seemed to have thought of an opportunity, so he turned back and waved to the little boy. The little boy was surprised at first, and then followed them.

It wasn't until Zhuo Meng confessed her feelings that Luo Chen let her see the truth.

"Sister, I am Xiaoyi."

More than ten years later, hearing that childish yet familiar voice again, Zhuo Meng's spiritual defense completely collapsed. She rushed over and hugged him. Unfortunately, her body passed through Zhuo Yi's soul and she could only hug the tombstone.

With a cry of wow, I cried loudly at this moment after holding back the emotions for more than ten years.

"I'm sorry...sister, I'm sorry for you, it was me who hurt you."

"Sister, I'm not angry."

"I hate myself. Why did I agree to take you swimming in the first place? Why didn't I have the strength to save you? Xiaoyi, it was my sister who harmed you..."

Tears collapsed, and after a few seconds of crying, Zhuo Meng's face was wet, and his whole body was twitching with sobs.

The nightmare of that year tortured her all the time. She could only let herself have an independent and strong appearance so that others would not see through her inner fragility.

That year, after the two fell into the water, Zhuo Meng was actually able to swim ashore by herself, but when she saw her brother struggling in the water, she turned back to save Zhuo Yi. As a result, she found that she could not drag Zhuo Yi ashore no matter how strong she was, but she She just didn't let go, and in the end her own life was in danger. If no adults passing by found her, she would also drown.

After getting a chance to live, Zhuo Meng felt as if she was dead, especially after experiencing the blow. The whole family was not normal anymore. For a moment, she wished she could drown in that river and never have to. wake up.

"Sister, I'm not angry, please stop crying."

"Xiaoyi...sister misses you."

"I miss you as well."

The siblings hugged each other, but couldn't hug each other. Zhuo Meng could only hug Zhuo Yi's tombstone and cry.

After crying for an unknown amount of time, Zhuo Meng finally recovered from her excitement. She threw all the paper into the fire pit, hoping to see it more clearly. She found that her brother's face was still wet, maintaining the state of his death.

I couldn't help but cover my mouth and cry again.

"Sister, you have become beautiful."

"Then why can you recognize me."

The little boy smiled and said, "I can tell at a glance that you are my sister."

His tone was still the same as when he was a child, naughty and playful, but also very dependent on his sister.

Zhuo Meng cried while wiping her tears, "Xiaoyi, did you do it when dad hit evil?"

"Yes, I know dad is not good to you, so I scare him."

"But your parents were very good to you before."

Xiaoyi was stopped by the question and said, "But they treat my sister badly, and I'm not happy."

Hearing these words, Zhuo Meng seemed to be relieved a lot. The more than ten years of longing and torture seemed to be worth it. She laughed and wanted to reach out and touch Xiaoyi's face, but found that she couldn't touch it.

She turned back and looked at Luo Chen with a frown, "Help me think of a way."

"There is no way, the ghost's state has something to do with himself."

Xiaoyi has been dead for too long. It is already very difficult to recall a trace of his soul through his relics, and it can only appear in a virtual state.

At this time, Xiaoyi stretched out his little hand and touched Zhuo Meng's face, wiping his sister's tears. He said childishly: "Sister, I don't blame you, so don't worry about it, okay."

"Why don't you care? You are my brother. You died in my arms."

"But you told me that everyone will die sooner or later."

Xiaoyi still maintains his childlike appearance and speaks childish words.

Zhuo Meng squatted there and looked at his brother repeatedly. After being silent for a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Is it true that I don't blame my sister?"

Xiaoyi shook his head, "Sister is the best person to me."

At that moment, the big stone that had been weighing on Zhuo Meng's heart for more than ten years seemed to disappear. Her painful expression gradually relaxed, and she looked at her brother tenderly, "I really want to see you grow up, watch you study and fall in love." .”

"Sister, is it fun to grow up?"

Zhuo Meng blinked and shook his head in denial.

Growing up is no fun at all.

"Xiaoyi, since you miss me, how about I find a way to keep you by my side."

Luo Chen expected that Zhuo Meng would be impulsive after seeing his younger brother. He was about to refuse, but Xiao Yi rejected his sister before him.

"don't want."

"Why? Don't you miss me?"

"I'm starting to act weird and I can't stay here for long."

Zhuo Meng turned around and asked, "What's going on?"

"Humans and ghosts have different paths. The longer the ghost body remains, the heavier the yin energy will be, and it will be difficult for him to control himself. As time goes by, he will lose his self-awareness. We have seen this kind of thing several times, you should understand."

Zhuo Meng bit her lip, but didn't seem to give up, because she thought of someone, Ye Xuan.

But before the idea was spoken, Luo Chen denied it in advance, "Stop thinking nonsense, have a good chat with Xiaoyi, and give yourself some relief."

Zhuo Meng was not an extreme person, so she did not ask again, "Thank you..."

"I won't disturb you anymore. I'm going to visit other graves."

Zhuo Meng smiled. Sometimes he felt that Luo Chen was like a piece of wood, and sometimes he suddenly became humorous and seemed very smart.

At midnight, in the desolate cemetery, there is the most heartwarming scene.

The two siblings, one person and one ghost, sat in front of the tombstone. Zhuo Meng talked a lot in one breath, telling all the depression and depression of the past ten years, and he completely relaxed.

She and Xiaoyi talked a lot about the outside world. She once imagined that if Xiaoyi was still alive, she could take her brother to every place in the city.

"Sister, is that big brother your boyfriend?"

"Not yet..."

"When you get married in the future, can you give me a younger brother?"

Zhuo Meng couldn't laugh or cry, "The child I gave birth to is your nephew or niece, not a younger brother or sister."