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Chapter 298

Fifth Qiming's words touched me inexplicably. I can't imagine the sadness of people like him and Master, but I know that I am very sad now.

Wu Qiming and Wu Qiming stood there, facing the moon, one mouthful at a time, and we drank the wine completely.

Afterwards, I refused Fifth Qiming’s request to take me back, so I walked all the way back to the old city and took a taxi back to Pengtong Garden. When I got off the bus, it started to rain lightly again.

From a distance, I saw a slender figure. Just the way he stood seemed to be filled with God's favor.

Handsome, rich in gold, gentle and elegant, but as lively as the morning glow.

Holding an umbrella in the morning sun, I stood in the rain, and we looked at each other.

Oh, the contrast is so stark.

He is loved by God. My life has been rough, and I am the child who was not wanted by the Creator.

Now Third Grandpa is leaving. I like Third Grandpa very much. Although we have not known each other for a long time, I can feel that he loves me from the bottom of his heart, the kind of love that an elder has for a younger generation.

I lowered my head to wipe my disappointed tears, and when I looked up again, the umbrella had already covered my head.

Chaoyang's black hair was slowly wetted by the umbrella, and her handsome brows furrowed: "Have you been drinking?"

"Um."

I noticed his fingers moving, but in the end he pulled me into the unit door without asking any questions.

When I got home, he asked me to take a shower, and then he went to the kitchen and told me to cook a bowl of ginger soup for me to keep me away from the cold.

When I went to close the balcony door, I discovered that the railing between our two houses was missing.

I gave a wry smile.

I'm obviously only eighteen years old, so why am I living like an old man in his twilight years recently? I can't even feel happy when I see such behavior.

Before I could wait for the ginger soup, I planned to go back to my room and go to sleep. I lay on the bed and looked at the bright moon outside the window, feeling as cold and lonely as my heart.

There was a knock on the door, but I didn't have the strength to answer.

Half a minute passed before Chaoyang's voice sounded outside: "It's time to report to school in a few days. You..."

"knew."

"Then I'll go back first. The ginger soup is warming in the pot. If you have anything to do, come see me. My balcony door is open."

"Turn it off, it's raining and cool."

"...it doesn't matter."

Chaoyang walks away with anger.

I turned over, not wanting to guess why he was angry. I wrapped myself completely in the quilt, and then I felt a little warmth. I closed my eyes and had a dreamless night.

Early the next morning, I was woken up by the phone in my living room. After a good sleep, I felt much better.

When she walked out, Sister Hu Ming was already answering the phone: "Who are you looking for?...Chu Jingjing? Let her come in."

Sister Hu Ming hung up the phone and looked at me with a worried look when she raised her head: "Have you rested yet?"

"Yeah." I smiled, opened the balcony door, and stretched out in front of the dark clouds in the sky, "Wang Zhou's wife is here again?"

Sister Hu Ming paused for a moment, then pulled out the weasel hiding in the refrigerator and said, "I've been so busy lately, and you still go out to cause trouble!"

Wong Tai Sin's innocent little eyes rolled around, his four paws fluttered in the air, he opened his mouth, and the big chicken drumstick suddenly fell to the ground: "Oh! My chicken drumstick!...I didn't go out to cause trouble, maybe she herself

You found it, let me go, it will still be eaten within three seconds if it falls on the ground!"

Sister Hu Ming threw the weasel away angrily, and a worried voice rang out: "Nuan Nuan, can you still see things in your current state?"

The wind messed up my hair, and the strands tickled my face. I stretched out my hand to pull it off, and unexpectedly found that there was still a smile on my lips.

"no problem."

...It's really painful. With the fruit of Bodhisattva, even crying loudly like when I was a child is not enough.

I took a deep breath, gathered my emotions, changed into a four-piece leather suit, sat on the sofa and waited quietly.

After a while, my doorbell rang.

I stood up and opened the door, and was stunned for a moment when I saw the people outside.

Chu Jingjing has changed, her face is radiant, her clothes are well-dressed, and she no longer looks like a resentful woman before.

Seeing me looking her up and down, Chu Jingjing held my hand excitedly: "Great Immortal, it's me, Chu Jingjing."

I nodded and smiled at her: "You have changed."

"Haha, I went home and communicated well with my parents. My son's health has improved and he can now go to art classes."

Chu Jingjing opened and closed her mouth, and every word was filled with joy. Seeing such a smile, I suddenly realized that maybe this is what it means for us practitioners.

"What's the matter with you coming to see me?"

Behind Chu Jingjing, a woman came to the side and said quickly: "I have something to do. This is my best friend. Her son seems to have been possessed recently. I would like to ask the master for help."

I looked next to her and saw a woman who looked very introverted and shy. She was no different from Chu Jingjing before.

His hair was messy, his face was dark, his eyes were red and swollen, and his hands were rubbing in front of him uneasily: "Hello, Master."

"Come in." Poor parents in the world, it is the saddest thing to happen to a loved one. Now I feel the same way, and I am more kind to her.

As soon as we entered the door, Chu Jingjing pulled me away mysteriously and whispered to me: "Daxian, my best friend's situation is not the same as mine, right? Her husband looks dishonest, I'm really scared."

"You won't know until you see it." I patted her hand and comforted her.

Chu Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief.

I went to the kitchen and poured two glasses of boiled water, handed them to them, sat next to the introverted woman and asked her softly: "What's your name?"

She was very reserved: "Pang, Pang Xidan."

I nodded: "What happened to your son?"

When I asked, her eyes turned red again. Chu Jingjing sat on the other side of her and immediately put her arms around her shoulders and rubbed her up and down: "Don't worry, this immortal is very powerful. I have seen it with my own eyes. If you have anything to say, just say it."

"

Pang Xidan suddenly covered his face and cried in a low voice: "My son... suddenly stopped talking half a year ago. Recently, he has become a different person. He always wants to jump off the building. Yesterday, his father and I took him

When he went to the amusement park, he fell off the rock climbing and broke his leg."

She moved her body and knelt straight in front of me. She looked up at me with tears in her eyes: "Master, I have lost a child. You must save my son! Woohoo!"

"Already have a child?" I was stunned and realized that this matter was not simple.

But Pang Xidan was crying so much that she couldn't speak, so I could only support her and let her sit back down again.

Chu Jingjing also choked up: "Xidan's eldest daughter also jumped off a building half a year ago... Think about it this way, is it the same ghost!"

I stared at her and said, "If you don't know the truth, don't jump to conclusions, lest you mislead people."

Chu Jingjing turned her head away and wiped her tears.

I patted the crying Pang Xidan's hand: "I have to go to your house and at least see your son."

"Okay, okay, let's go now!"

I went to burn incense at the entrance of the hall, told the master, and then went out with Wong Tai Sin and Sister Hu Ming.

Chu Jingjing drove the car. Pang Xidan's home was in the city center, so she arrived in a short time.

When I stood in front of Pang Xishan's house, I looked at the yin energy flowing out from the crack of the door like water. I couldn't help but close my eyes and sighed: "What a heavy resentment."


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