This idea came suddenly, and after it came out, I couldn't hold it back.

I have never thought about the question of "where the soul comes from and where it goes". It is like where the human consciousness comes from and how thoughts arise. It seems that there is no need for answers at all, and it is impossible to have an answer.

Wu Ling was silent for a while before saying, "No one has answered this question yet."

I was silent, too.

Wu Ling rudely pulled the topic back, "Anyway, this is roughly the case now. We can't solve these troubles from the root, but your ability is a kind of hope. If something happens to you later, it won't be completely hopeless."

"You mean, if I die, there will be some help during the period when I remained in my soul, right?" My mouth twitched.

"Yes." Wu Ling said frankly, not a joke or encouragement.

I had no choice but to say "Oh" dryly.

If I were really stuck in that situation, I didn't know what I would react. No matter how I thought about it, it wouldn't be a pleasant thing. I would probably give up all my attempts like Ye Xin and become a ghost that no one discovered.

After hanging up the phone with Wu Ling, I packed up my things, checked the time, and went out to pick up my sister.

She has returned from abroad and is going to attend Yi Huan's funeral today.

Several girls made an appointment to go together, come back together, and disband at the entrance of their junior high school.

I walked over and recalled my time in junior high school. However, most of them were fragmentary memory fragments, one or two words from teachers or classmates, one or two interesting things, and those memories of Yi Huan.

I went there a little late, but when I arrived at the entrance of the junior high school, I only saw my sister alone.

"Are they all gone?" I trotted a few steps and arrived at my sister.

My sister said "um" and was still in a low mood.

It is also because of this that I suggest that we siblings and we have dinner outside tonight, have a barbecue, and experience the popularity and smoke.

The barbecue restaurant I chose was a self-service barbecue near junior high school. It was at a mid-range price and the business was very good. Before I entered the store, I already felt the "popularity" and "smoky".

I booked a seat and happened to be by the window, and I could see the bustling vendors on the small road outside.

My sister's expression was much more relaxed, and she instructed me to get several plates of meat.

"I don't eat vegetarian food today." My sister said firmly.

"Okay." I was so kind that I gave her some barbecue slices.

The pork belly sizzled oil and the aroma came out soon.

After eating a few pieces, my sister said, "Brother, I want to drink."

"Okay." I still agreed, and went to the place where I got the food and poured two large glasses of beer back.

My sister drank half of it in one sip.

I didn't stop her and continued to barbecue her.

The sister stared at the rolled meat slices for a while before she whispered: "Brother, Yi Huan is gone..."

Her voice was a little light, and she was suppressed by the noisy people around her. There was a large table in the corner, as if a group of students were celebrating, and someone stood up with his glasses and said something loudly.

"I know." I heard my sister's words, but I didn't know how to comfort her.

The sister picked up the chopsticks, ate the meat viciously, and sipped beer in big mouthfuls. Her face quickly turned red.

Suddenly, she stopped and supported her hands on the table.

"We didn't dare to tell her parents about her traveling with us." The younger sister said, "Her parents cried very hard, and people looked like people in their seventies or eighties... Her relatives said that during the hospitalization period, her parents kept guarding them all day, and that was the time when they were dragged down. They also said that if they delayed for a longer time, they wouldn't know who died first..." The younger sister's eyes turned red.

I still don't know what to say.

Yi Huan did not say goodbye to her parents, but went on a final trip with her friends. To the eyes of those who didn't know, this was really a bit unconscience and unfilial. As the person who knew that Yi Huan was most at ease during that period, I knew that she was first hit by her parents before she turned to find friends. If the person who knew that she was in a coma and was in a hospital soon was her friend, and the one she didn't know was her parents, the current situation might have changed.

The death of the closest relatives becomes a ghost, not everyone can accept it calmly.

My sister wiped her eyes and continued to work hard.

I had no choice but to accompany me silently.

While I was baking her the third plate of beef, a boy came over.

I looked up and saw him smiling on his face, standing at our table, looking at his sister.

"Beauty, can you give me a contact information?" asked the boy, slightly turned sideways, made a begging for mercy with his hands folded, and lowered his voice, "Please, we are playing games, you can give it any..."

Before he finished speaking, someone shouted at the table over there: "Yu Jiaming, don't cheat!"

The boy immediately turned around, "Ah, it was you who shouted! Foul!"

They started arguing first, and the boy said sorry, and returned to their own table. It seemed that he wanted to be punished for drinking.

The sister turned her head and looked back.

I also looked at them a few more times and didn't take it seriously.

After eating this meal for more than two hours, my sister never stopped and went to the toilet several times. When she was about to leave, she couldn't stand up.

I had no choice but to help her out.

"You have reached the highest level of buffet," I joked.

The sister covered her mouth and waved her other hand.

"Go back and take some digestive medicine." I held her whole body.

Of course it is not advisable to overeat, but the blood on her body should have flowed to her stomach at this moment, and her brain was paralyzed by alcohol, but she lost her previous disappointment.

Halfway through the road, she grabbed my arm and pointed to the convenience store next to her, "I want to eat ice cream... well... I eat ice cream, vanilla."

"If you eat again, you will really vomit." I grabbed her.

No matter how venting is, you cannot torment yourself to death.

My sister seemed to have alcohol coming up, and she pulled my clothes and was about to walk into the convenience store. I had to hold her shaking.

The clerk of the convenience store heard the prompt sound at the door and looked up and said "Welcome". After his eyes fell on us, his expression changed slightly.

I guess she misunderstood.

"Brother, this!" My sister had already pulled me and called.

The clerk's expression did not improve because of this claim.

I can't care so much, I can only support my sister to the front of the freezer.

My sister almost stuck it on the glass door of the freezer.

"Well...this...this..." Her fingers scratched the glass door, and she had not made a decision for a long time.

"Okay, go home. There is still ice cream at home." I coaxed her.

She turned her head and asked drunkenly, "Really?"

"Really." I gave a positive answer.

She stared at me suspiciously for a long time before nodding her head vigorously.

When I dragged her out, she staggered and I could only bend down to carry her back.

My sister hooked her hands around my neck and suddenly said, "Brother, you haven't carved me in a long time."

"You have grown up. When you were a child, I often carried you, and you even rode a horse." I said.

This is not bragging to coax her.

The age difference between our two is that when our parents gave birth to sisters, they were both older, and when we grew up, they were almost the popular online brother control and sister control. As a younger generation who has been online since childhood, my sister has been tormenting me a lot at that time.

The sister on her back giggled and her body slid down.

I raised my hand and sniffed, "You have really grown up and become dead."

My sister slapped my head in annoyed manner, "Go away!"

Not long after I walked, I heard the noise behind me. Looking back, it was the table of students who were walking over just now.
Chapter completed!