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Chapter 1506 Chu Kexin(1/2)

"This is the only cemetery around here."

The middle-aged man frowned.

After all, if there are cemeteries everywhere in a place, can people still live there?

"The Tomb Ghost's body shouldn't have recovered so quickly. How could it have run so far away?"

"Then...A Piao is really hiding?"

The girl breathed a sigh of relief.

Great, Ah Piao is still here.

But soon, she became sad again.

Is Ah Piao so angry?

I don't even want to see her anymore.



The middle-aged man smiled bitterly.

"This is going to be troublesome."

It is not difficult to understand why the tomb ghost is angry.

After all, the girl let it go for so many years.



"I will try my best to make Ah Piao willing to come out to see me."

The girl quickly cheered up.

Seeing the girl's fighting spirit, the middle-aged man couldn't help but laugh, "Chu Kexin, come on."

"You can only rely on yourself in this matter."

"Um."

The girl nodded heavily, "I will work hard to make Ah Piao forgive me."

Then, the girl smiled sheepishly, "Sorry, Uncle Chen, I didn't see Ah Piao, so I can't tell you anything..."

"fine."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, "There is nothing we can do about it."

"Next time the Tomb Ghost is willing to come out to see you, if you don't mind the trouble -"

The middle-aged man pointed at himself and said, "Let me know and I will be happy to be your driver again."

The girl's eyes curved into crescent shapes, "It's not too troublesome."

"How can you find it troublesome when you get a free ride?"

"Haha~"

The middle-aged man laughed loudly and said, "I'll wait for you at the edge."

"Look at your mother, right?"

"Then we'll look for the tomb ghost somewhere else."

"Um."

The girl nodded, "Thank you, Uncle Chen."

"Thank you for what?"

Middle-aged men know that they have "ulterior motives", so they always feel a little undeserved every time they thank a girl.

...

The middle-aged man walked to his family's cemetery.

All have come.

I wonder if Dad would be surprised to see him again so soon?

...

The girl opens the box in her hand.

"Mother......"

The girl's eyes were slightly red, but her voice was somewhat brisk.

"sorry."

"It's been so long since I came to see you."

"Are you angry?"

Same as A Piao.

The girl pursed her lips, then showed a flattering smile, "I brought you an apology gift."

"look."

The girl embarrassedly reached out and scratched her cheek, "Hey, it seems a bit too much."

"After all, we haven't seen each other for so many years."

"Mom, look, are my dried flowers and little flower baskets done well?"

"I always remember what you taught me."

"these years......"

...

"Sorry, Mom, am I too good at talking?"

The girl suddenly realized that she seemed to have talked a lot.

The cemetery is very quiet.

She could hear the wind blowing through the leaves.

She sighed inwardly.

A smile appeared on his face, "Mom, you don't have to worry."

"I am fine."

"I will never forget to see you again."

"next time......"

The girl looked at the box she opened and said, "I don't know how to make a small flower basket anymore."

"Otherwise, my mother's grave will be covered with little flower baskets."

"actually......"

The girl knelt down and reached out to touch the small flower baskets in the box, "Half of these small flower baskets are for Ah Piao."

"Mom, do you know Ah Piao?"

"When I was little, I thought Ah Piao was a friend specially given to me by my mother."

"Because... dad and the others can't see Ah Piao..."

...

"Mother......"

"Apiao is angry."

"It doesn't want to see me anymore, what should I do?"

the girl asked softly.

"...I wonder how long Ah Piao will be angry for?"

"Would it be happy to see these little flower baskets?"

"Will you forgive me?"

...

"Mother."

"you say......"

"Where is Ah Piao?"

"Will it ever come back here?"

Even though she didn't get any response, the girl still spoke seriously, as if there was really a woman in front of her who was listening quietly.

...
To be continued...
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