When He Simu woke up from her dream, the bright moonlight shone through the paper on the window, illuminating the ground with small white grids. She sat up from the bed, panting violently. The bright images just now disappeared without a trace, taking away her parents in her distant memory.
"What’s wrong with you?"
A familiar voice broke into her ears. He Simu turned her head and saw Duan Xu in plain clothes leaning against her bed with his arms folded. The young man's eyes were reflected in the moonlight, and there was a smile on his lips. It was unknown how long he had been standing here.
He Simu calmed down his breathing and said softly, "What is this? There is wind in my body. Does everyone who is alive have wind in their body?"
“It’s breathing.”
"Yes... breathe." He Simu let out a long sigh.
The wind in the body is the breath.
After a pause, she looked around in a daze and whispered, "My father and mother were here just now."
Duan Xu was a little surprised when he heard this. He sat beside He Simu's bed and observed her expression in the moonlight: "Are you dreaming?"
"Dream?" He Simu repeated, as if trying to figure out the meaning of the word. The scene just now faded rapidly, and there was only darkness and moonlight around. So this is what mortals call a dream.
Mortals live so happily that people they will never see again can be seen in dreams.
He Simu was silent for a moment, then raised her eyes to look at Duan Xu, wondering why this guy appeared in her room in the middle of the night.
Duan Xu seemed to know what she was thinking, so he smiled and said lightly: "I woke up in the middle of the night and couldn't feel my body. I thought I was dead. I was so scared that I couldn't fall asleep, so I came to see you. I didn't expect you to sleep so well and have a good dream."
After a pause, Duan Xu asked, "You dreamed about your father and mother. What did you dream about them?"
He Simu glanced at the guy who had the rudeness to enter the girl's room in the middle of the night, and said nonchalantly: "I dreamed that they taught me the rules of eating."
The eating rules of evil spirits, such weird and terrifying words obviously did not deter Duan Xu, he said with interest: "I was very curious before, why are you so good to Chen Ying? I heard that you are a friend of his father, I think maybe..."
"Yes, I ate his father. I took care of him in exchange."
"Is this the rule of evil spirits? You have to make a deal with them before you can eat someone?"
"No." He Simu's fingers were wrapped around the silk string of the Ghost King Lamp Jade Pendant, and he said lightly: "This is just my rule."
Duan Xu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why? You are the king of all ghosts, you can kill anyone you want, but why do you have to condescend to fulfill the wishes of mortals?"
"Why? There aren't so many whys in the world. Can't I just do what I want?"
Duan Xu looked at He Simu intently. It was rare for the young man to look so serious and not joking.
He Simu also looked into Duan Xu's eyes. In this long silence, she knew that he was guessing her again. He was so bold and disrespectful to ghosts and gods that he had a strong curiosity about her and always wanted to see her past clearly.
People who are full of mysteries always like to guess riddles.
He Simu leaned against the bed and said lazily, "Okay, tell me, what are you guessing?"
"I'm afraid of offending you."
"Forget it. Your look is offensive enough."
Duan Xu thought for a moment and said without reason: "Your father and mother must be very gentle people. Just like you."
"... Gentle?" He Simu raised his eyebrows.
"You can't taste anything, but you can cook and draw sugar figurines; you can't see colors, but you can paint; you can't hear tunes, but you can play musical instruments. You can't even feel the most ordinary things like breathing and dreaming, so why did you learn these skills that are difficult for humans? Why do you want to eat people in exchange for making a deal? As your father and mother, I hope you can understand this world through these things."
Being so strong, he has already understood the vastness of the universe, but he still pities the green grass and trees.
He Simu was stunned.
The moonlight was dim, and she was silent for a while. She lowered her eyes and said without comment: "Maybe."
"Are they dead?"
"Um."
"How did he die?"
"My mother died of old age in a normal way, and my father... I heard he committed suicide for love."
He Simu's tone could be described as calm.
Duan Xu looked at her, while He Simu looked at the white moonlight on the ground. The moonlight came through the window, illuminating the countless dust particles in the air, like a fine snowflake.
The cold light is silent and the night is long.
It is said that this was a verdict her father received when he was young. Now it seems that this verdict was not for her father, but for all the ghost kings.
Suddenly, something patted her face lightly, and a feeling of pain spread. He Simu raised her eyes and looked at Duan Xu, his hand still on the side of her face.
"Wake up." Duan Xu said.
After a pause, he continued, "The dream is over."
Duan Xu's outline was soft in the bright moonlight, his eyes were firm and focused, as if he had a heart as big as the universe, but only cared about the person in front of him.
He Simu was silent for a moment, slapped his hand away, smiled and said: "If I had recovered a little bit of my magic power, your hand would have been gone just now."
Duan Xu smiled sincerely and said with a sigh: "I have indeed turned danger into fortune and found a hand again."
He Simu thought, this is really a little general who likes to take advantage of others.
However, his hands were actually soft and warm.
Are all mortals so warm
The following night, I slept without dreams.
However, before the end of the next morning, He Simu encountered the additional trouble of getting the sense of touch. The source of this trouble came from her and Duan Xu's common brother - Xue Chenying.
He Simu exchanged touch with Duan Xu with his real body, and his real body has now turned into a mortal state, so the original body of "He Xiaoxiao" fell into a deep sleep day and night, which worried Chen Ying who didn't know the truth.
He didn't go anywhere, couldn't eat, and just stayed by "He Xiaoxiao's" bed, waiting for his little sister to wake up with tears in his eyes. He ignored this new beautiful sister and didn't even look at her.
He Simu leaned against the door and looked at this honest child, and sighed deeply. The lease of this body she borrowed still had a few days left, and now she had no magic power and could not wake up the little girl in advance, so she had to let the little girl sleep for a few more days.
After Duan Xu failed to comfort Chen Ying several times, he walked out of the room where "He Xiaoxiao" was sleeping and said to He Simu outside the door: "Why don't you just tell Chen Ying your identity? It will hurt the child to be too sad."
Duan Xu, who was already shrewd and had superb acting skills when he was as old as Chen Ying, and who had been heartbroken several times but was not hurt, spoke confidently.
He Simu stroked a piece of ice that Duan Xu had brought from the cellar and said nonchalantly, "Tell him about my identity? What identity? An evil ghost?"
"Um."
"No need. Now I have fulfilled my promise and entrusted him to your good family. If it weren't for the deal between you and me, I probably wouldn't have seen him again. Now that this has happened, my fate with him probably ends here."
Duan Xu's smiling eyes flickered for a moment, and he repeated, "Is this the end of our fate?"
"Well, what else?" He Simu played with the ice in his hand, watching the ice cube getting smaller and smaller and stained with dripping water. He thought to himself, this is ice, hard and painful water.
She said absentmindedly, "Do I have nothing to do every day and hang around you mortals? It's just that I'm taking a break during this period and I'm finding something to do. It won't be long before I return to Yuzhou City to deal with the affairs of the ghost realm."
"So? How do you want to tell Shen Ying?"
"You can hide He Xiaoxiao's body first?, and tell Chen Ying that He Xiaoxiao died of illness?. When I recover my magic power, I will return the body."
"He will feel that he has been abandoned again."
"It's better to have a short pain than a long one. How can you explain to a healthy person lying here? If he continues to spend ten more days like this, he will really cry his eyes out. Just give him a quick death. Treat him better. In ten or twenty years, when he grows up and becomes a successful man in the Duan Mansion, how can he remember his godsister who he only met for a few months in Liangzhou?"
He Simu's attention was mostly on the ice, and she realized belatedly that Duan Xu had been silent for a long time. She looked at Duan Xu with some surprise, and Duan Xu's bright eyes contained some heavy emotions, but the moment he looked into her eyes, he smiled, looking frivolous and cheerful.
"I won't." He said word by word.
He Simu raised his eyebrows.
Here it comes again. This young general's inexplicable desire to die comes again.
He leaned his hands on the wall, approached He Simu, and said with a smile: "I want to tell Chen Ying your identity, tell him that you are still with him, He Xiaoxiao is not dead, and will never die."
He Simu looked at Duan Xu. Although she had no magical power at the moment, he could do whatever he wanted.
Duan Xu said, "Now that you're here, don't even think about getting out of his life."
Don't even think about walking away from my life.
The young general in front of him was wearing a light-colored round-necked robe, with a ponytail, and a sharp light in his eyes. He Simu couldn't help but frown. Ever since she and Duan Xu had formed a curse, the young general seemed to be getting more and more unscrupulous, as if he was sure that she was reluctant to kill him, so he dared to oppose her everywhere.
But for her, this was just like being bitten by an ant.
So she turned her head and smiled, "Okay, say whatever you want to say. Since you think this is good for Chen Ying, then I don't care. Anyway, I will leave when the time comes. But if you think that you can restrain me by our spell, then you are very wrong. I will not be controlled by anyone. You are just a deal that I can stop at any time if I want."
Duan Xu blinked gently.
He Simu pushed his arm away, walked past him with a faint smile, and threw the ice in his hand casually on the ground, breaking into a few crystal pieces.
Duan Xu turned his head to look at her back, watching her crimson figure blend into the bright sunlight, and smiled softly, his eyes blurred. He just shook his head and whispered, "It's said that there can't be two commanders in one army, which makes sense. A little guy should only be led by one elder."
At last, as the sun was setting, He Simu was blocked in front of the yard by Xue Chenying, who had never even glanced at her before.
Chen Ying looked up at He Simu with some fear and hesitation, and asked in a low voice: "General brother said... you are... you are... Little Sister, is it true?"
Chen Ying looked at this tall, cold and beautiful strange woman with phoenix eyes and dark eyebrows, and he could not connect her with the little sister. The sense of distance that arose spontaneously made him particularly afraid. He wondered if this person was really his gentle and lovely little sister? Was the general brother lying to him
"Yes." He Simu seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly and firmly: "Yes, I am He Xiaoxiao."
Chen Ying hesitated for a moment, then said loudly: "Then let me ask you... You asked Aunt Song to borrow the suona, and you exchanged it for a few eggs!"
"… "
He Simu rubbed his temple and said, "Eight."
Chen Ying's eyes lit up, and she finally felt familiar with this beautiful sister who she didn't know. But then she heard He Simu continue, "I ate your father."
Shen Ying stood there in a daze, at a loss as to what to do.
"Didn't Duan Xu tell you that I'm an evil ghost?"
"I said... I said... but the evil spirit..."
"But he didn't tell you about the deal I made with your father?"
"… trade?"
"This young general, you need to speak your mind fully."
He Simu smiled faintly, pointed at himself and said, "I am an evil ghost, and I am of the same clan as the woman who wanted to eat you. Evil ghosts eat people to survive. I ate your father when he was seriously injured by the Huqi people and was on the verge of death. He will suffer many disasters in his next life. In exchange, I saved you and entrusted you to Duan Shunxi."
Chen Ying stared at He Simu in a daze. It took him a long time to slowly understand the meaning of this sentence.
She said she was his father's friend, but he had never seen her before, and she could turn invisible. It was not that he had never felt strange, but he trusted his little sister, and she would turn into a butterfly in front of her father's grave to comfort her sister, how could she be a bad person.
But did she actually eat his father? Just like that horrible woman that day
"You... why did you lie to me..."
“Because it saves trouble.”
Tears gradually gathered in Chen Ying's eyes. He bit his lip and took a step back, then another step back. Then he turned around, covered his eyes, and ran away crying.
He Simu chuckled and said calmly, "I knew it would be like this."