Looking at Qi Hua's nervous and expectant expression in front of him, Xie Qingran shook his head, "That place is abandoned."
"Abandoned?" Qi Hua couldn't believe it, "But, someone informed me that the interview was there."
"Before, it was really good there." Xie Qingran's eyes darkened slightly, with a deep sadness, "But, twenty years have passed."
"Two...twenty years?" Qi Hua seemed to suddenly hear her own voice at this time.
Hoarse and unpleasant, her expression suddenly changed.
Qi Hua, who was in front of Xie Qingran at this time, was actually just a soul body, even one that was so weak that it was about to dissipate.
Her whole body is almost transparent, and her skin is not the healthy wheat color it used to be. Her whole body exudes a sickly pale and transparent feeling.
"My voice...how did my voice become like this? My voice..."
She was so panicked that she didn't know where to put her panicked hands.
"Doctor, I want to see a doctor. My throat, my throat..."
She panicked and tried to walk, but as soon as she took a step, she fell straight forward.
Xie Qingran reached out to support her in time.
As a particularly powerful warlock, Xie Qingran has been able to touch creatures that exist in their soul bodies with his hands since he was very young.
Qi Hua raised her head, and her face seemed to look more panicked.
She didn't care at all that she had fallen just now, she just looked down at her arms.
Being supported by Xie Qingran, the contrast became even more obvious.
Her skin seemed to be transparent and she no longer looked like a normal person.
There was also something wrong with her voice.
She looked at Xie Qingran in panic, as if she was treating her as a life-saving straw, "Girl, what's wrong with me...?"
Xie Qingran didn't mince words and told her directly, "Qihua, you are dead."
Qi Hua was stunned.
"I am dead?"
Xie Qingran couldn't bear it, but still said, "Yes."
She did not tell Qi Hua that if she had not discovered Qi Hua in time, Qi Hua's soul would have completely disappeared before long, and there would no longer be any trace of her in this world.
Not even reincarnation.
Qi Hua's soul is very beautiful. Xie Qingran couldn't see it when she was a child. Now, she can see it all clearly.
There is also a thin layer of golden light of merit on Qi Hua's body.
It was this golden light of merit that protected her for such a long time.
"It turns out that I'm already dead." Qi Hua muttered to himself in a daze.
Just as Xie Qingran was about to say something, he heard a woman's voice, "Girl, do you know how long I have been dead?"
She held her hands tightly in sadness, "I still have... mother..."
Xie Qingran couldn't bear it, "It's been more than ten years."
"Has it been so long?" Qi Hua still didn't have those memories. She thought that time had not passed long, but she didn't expect that she had been dead for such a long time.
But……
Qi Hua suddenly looked at Xie Qingran, "Then how do you know? You should be still young."
In Qi Hua's memory, she was still the little singer who wrote her own songs, composed her own lyrics, and sang her own songs.
"Because, my mother is your fan, one of the most loyal fans. Even now, she still listens to your songs from time to time."
"She said your singing voice is very warm."
Qi Hua curled her lips, "It's an honor for me to be liked for so long."