Su Jingcheng woke up as soon as Su Ruihan entered the living room. He opened his eyes and was startled. When he saw his father's face, he closed his eyes in relief...
After a few seconds, he stretched, regained consciousness, and gradually regained consciousness.
The little guy's eyes slowly opened, bright and pure, like a clear stream, without any impurities.
Maybe it's because I've been through too much recently, but I didn't expect to wake up in my father's arms.
Normally, he would have been flattered, but before his little heart calmed down, another earth-shaking reversal occurred, and he seemed a little silent.
It seems that Aunt Qiao is really a good person!
Where has she gone?
When did you tell your father to take him home?
He shrunk his head and did not dare to ask too many questions. Instead, he called out in a muffled voice: "Dad, it's been a long time no see."
Su Ruihan heard this, looked at him deeply, put him on the sofa, poured a glass of water and drank it casually.
It would be a lie if he said he didn't feel anything when facing his son who had come back from the dead. It was just that he had not been used to showing emotions and anger for a long time, so he didn't show it.
He saw that the little guy was in good spirits, but there were some bruises at the corners of his eyes, and he frowned: "Did they abuse you?"
“…No, some time ago, my injury was not healed, so I sneaked out to play and fell into a muddy pond and got hit.”
Su Jingcheng pinched his cheek, feeling a bit like he was in a dream. He looked at his father, his eyes curled into a crescent moon with a smile, and said: "Man, a real man, this little pain is nothing."
Aunt Lin made midnight snacks and found that the young master and young master were both there, but Li Luowan was nowhere to be seen.
She didn't know that the young master was still alive until Su Ruihan went out. He and Officer Jiang went out to look for the child in a low-key manner. This matter was kept a secret, and no one dared to tell her.
Seeing that Li Luowan had not come back to her senses, she stepped forward and patted her shoulder: "...Miss Li, the young master is back. Aren't you looking forward to it day and night? Why are you standing at the door if you haven't entered the house yet? ah?"
“Aunt Lin, do you believe there are ghosts in the world?” Li Luowan murmured.
“I believe it.” Aunt Lin answered casually without thinking deeply.
Li Luowan took a deep breath, feeling a little desperate. Could it be that Su Ruihan really brought Jing Cheng's soul back when he went out?
He didn't mention a word, does it mean that she was the only one who saw the child's ghost?
She lowered her voice and asked sadly, "I seemed to have seen Jing Cheng just now. Was it an illusion?"
“No, I saw the young master too.”
“…” Li Luo burst into tears at night.
According to folk custom, it is now close to 7,749 days from the day of his accident.
Did Jing Cheng have some unfulfilled wish, so he came back to find them?
She had made many supernatural films in country H before, all of which were about the existence of ghosts. She almost believed that the editors had experienced it personally, so they wrote something magical.
"Aunt Lin, what should we prepare for the person in the underworld? Paper money, clothes, a house, a spiritual house, or a doll to accompany him? No, no, no, I will accompany him personally. No matter what method I use, this time I have to keep him, even if the yin and yang are separated, I want to spend the rest of my life taking good care of Jing Cheng..."
Aunt Lin was confused by her nonsense, "Madam, what are you talking about? The young master is back. What is the separation between yin and yang? Bah bah bah, what a bad luck. He is back. You can take care of him with peace of mind in the future." , don't think so much!”
Chapter end
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