Lin An.
When Wen Yu recites this name silently, there will always be warmth in his heart. In addition, Ying Chen said that he died to save himself. It made him pay more attention to the memory of Lin An.
And now, has Lin An's soul been found
Ying Chen stared intently, and said with certainty: "It's him. I've been searching for you for so many years, but the soul that I haven't found has actually reincarnated into this woman's child."
Wen Yu asked anxiously: "What should we do now? Can we still save him?"
Ying Chen nodded: "Lin An's soul is still in the belly of the woman's resentful spirit. When she dissipates, take Lin An's soul out and put it into his original body. It's just"
"Just what?"
Ying Chen: "It's fine if he has past life memories, but if he doesn't like you. Then we have to raise him like a child, from zero to adult."
Wen Yu was taken aback for a moment, and said, "As long as you can save him, anything is fine."
Thinking again, he needs Ying Chen's help on this matter.
Moreover, because Ying Chen agreed to his request to save Lin An in his previous life, he maintained Lin An's body for more than a thousand years. No matter how powerful the gods and demons are, they need to pay a lot of energy for this.
He looked up at Ying Chen, and said softly: "Please, please."
Ying Chen's dark eyes were stained with a faint smile, and he raised his hand to rub the boy's head.
The process of extracting the memory of the woman's resentful spirit is a very simple matter for Yingying Chen.
On the invisible screen in front of him, Wen Yu saw a picture of a warm afternoon, a woman wearing a white dress was busy in the kitchen.
The protruding abdomen made her movements look a little clumsy. But his complexion is very good, and his face is happy.
From time to time, as if she couldn't find something, she walked to the living room and picked up the white landline phone while stroking her stomach.
"Honey, where did you put the eggs I bought?"
On the other end of the phone, a man's voice rang: "Didn't I tell you, it's in the glass jar on the second shelf of the cupboard."
The woman supported her swollen belly with one hand, and said with a smile: "You haven't heard of it for three years since you were pregnant, and you always forget things recently."
Man: "What do you use eggs for?"
Woman: "Dim sum. I've learned a few more dim sum recipes, and I'll make them for you when you come back."
After the man said a few more words on the other end, the woman hung up the phone in a good mood.
Humming, she turned briskly and went to the kitchen again, and found a glass jar containing light yellow powder in the cupboard the man said.
After unscrewing the lid, the woman dug two scoops with a spoon and put them into the basin without much confirmation.
Fast forward in time, and the woman, wearing oven mitts, takes out the steaming snacks from the oven.
"The appearance is not bad, but there is no mobile phone to take pictures to show my husband."
She couldn't wait to pick one up, and breathed it into her mouth while blowing. Because it was too hot, she took a cup of cold water and poured it into her mouth, and swallowed it together with the snack she took a bite of.
"The taste is a bit strange, is it because the eggs have been cooked for a long time?"
The woman sniffed the half-bitten dessert suspiciously, and tentatively stuffed the remaining half into her mouth to taste: "Forget it, the taste is okay."
She happily picked up another piece, ate it relish while blowing, rubbed her swollen belly and said, "Baby, come out to meet mom and dad right away, mom wants to eat more, when you are born And strength."
The scene changed suddenly, and the woman lay down in front of the living room telephone in a state of embarrassment.
She gasped for breath with her mouth open as if suffocating, and dense rashes appeared on her face and the arm holding the phone.
There was a beeping busy tone from the other end of the phone, and the woman clutched her belly and let out a hoarse cry for help as if holding her breath: "Husband, answer the phone, answer the phone and our child is fine."
However, after calling again and again, the man never answered.
The woman seems to have finally realized that at this time, she should not seek her husband, but call for first aid.
It's just that she was panting so much that she almost lost consciousness in her hands and feet. She dialed the phone with shaking fingers: 1, 2, and put her finger on the 0 key. Before she could press it, the phone dropped and the woman fell to the ground.
When Wen Yu was anxious to see how the woman was doing, his eyes suddenly went dark. Ying Chen held him in his arms and covered his eyes with one hand: "You shouldn't be allowed to see this."
That is, the woman is dead.
A life just disappears, leaving only a sad and resentful soul lingering in this world in pain.
Wen Yu was stunned: "Have you found that man's address?"
"Wait, it will be soon."
In the darkness, Wen Yu leaned on Ying Chen's chest and heard him say these two words.
The mellow and heavy ending sound echoed in the chest cavity.
"Found it. He lives in a community not far from here." Ying Chen let go of Wen Yu's eyes, and at the same time closed the revolving door of the resentful spirit's memory.
"How do you send the wraith to that man?"
"You're so anxious to see the bad guys get punished?" Ying Chen pinched one side of the boy's face naturally: "Don't worry, I'll deliver it in the evening."
Wen Yu knocked off that hand: "I want to go too."
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At night, the two walked hand in hand on the bustling street at night. The teenager was wearing baggy short-sleeved jeans, and his figure was still between an adult and a minor.
And Ying Chen was tall and straight, wearing a neatly pressed black shirt and trousers.
The two handsome men walking hand in hand like this will attract everyone's curious eyes no matter where they look.
Wen Yu looked at the people coming and going around, slightly worried: "Can others really not see us?"
"Do you want to try?"
Ying Chen pulled him to a small candied haws shop on the street, reached out his hand on the counter filled with bunches of attractive candied haws, took out one and handed it to Wen Yu, "Eat it."
The uncle who bought candied haws greeted the guests with a smile. Some of the guests were picking and some were paying.
No one found Ying Chen doing such a thing.
Wen Yu looked at the candied haws stuffed into Ying Chen's hands speechlessly, and warned him seriously: "Aren't you going to pay?"
"So serious."
Ying Chen laughed. I couldn't help pinching his wrinkled face again, then took out my mobile phone from my pocket, scanned the QR code on the front of the store, and paid the bill.
The skillful movements are the same as he often goes shopping.
Wen Yu: "You can even use this writing, you are very adaptable to the life of modern people."
Ying Chen shook his phone in front of him: "You mean this? I just learned it, and I think I will take you out for a walk in the future."
"I know you like such a lively street market. I was often pulled out by you in my last life."
In his last life, he took the initiative to do so many things.
Feeling guilty again, the young man ignored Ying Chen's gaze and took a bite of the bunch of candied haws.
The last time he ate candied haws was when his grandfather bought it for him when he was a child.
After so many years, he only remembered that the hawthorn was very sour, and every time he spit out the hawthorn fruit when his grandfather was not paying attention, he only ate the sugar coating.
Now it's sweet and sour, sticky to the teeth, but it doesn't have a pleasant taste.
Ying Chen suddenly put out a double sofa chair and asked him, "Are you tired? Sit down and finish eating before going shopping."
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Wen Yu was puzzled: "Aren't we here to deal with business?"
Ying Chen: "I sent a lot of things to track down that man. He is now on his way home from the company. Wait a little longer and he will drive to this intersection."
You better not lie to me.
Wen Yu hummed inwardly, sitting on the sofa, watching the lively explanation, biting candied haws.
However, in order to be able to hide in the market like Ying Chen, he could only hold Ying Chen's hand and borrow his mana.
The loveseat is not big, and two people sit together with shoulders touching and legs touching. Each can feel each other's body temperature and touch.
It's just that they are as comfortable as they are on their own terrace. If people on the street see them like this when their mana is dissipated, they will look at them with strange eyes.
Wen Yu bit the candied haws, thinking
There is a cold drink shop not far away, Ying Chen asked him suddenly: "Want to drink smoothies, I'll go buy you one."
"then what do I do
Wen Yu didn't dare to let go of his hand.
Ying Chen took his hand and placed a kiss on the back of his hand. The soft lips kissed the back of the bony boy's hand as if sucking, leaving his faint fragrance.
"In this way, others will not be able to see you for the time being."
Wen Yu:
Ying Chen's movements are extremely natural, whether it's pinching his face, pulling his hand, or now kissing him unexpectedly, he is very natural and skillful.
It seems that they are such an intimate relationship.
Wen Yu hadn't had time to get angry when a man as young as Ying Chen let go of his hand and disappeared suddenly.
Looking up again, the tall and slender Ying Chen walked into the ice cream shop with slender and straight legs.
Smoothies need to be ordered before they can be bought. Ying Chen can't just take them away like before, and pay by scanning the QR code.
Instead, I stood in front of the counter and said something to the young ladies.
Almost all the people passing by inside and outside the store were looking at him.
Ying Chen is tall, with ancient handsome features.
A solemn and straight black dress and a ruthless expression when not smiling can indeed attract the curiosity of young human beings and the pursuit of beautiful things.
The neat and capable clerk in the store explained something to him with a cautious expression.
The girls and customers around were secretly filming him with their mobile phones.
Wen Yu watched from a distance, bit off the last hawthorn, and threw away the bamboo stick in his hand.
When Ying Chen came back, he was holding a glass of smoothie and a stick of ice cream in his hand.
He seemed very happy: "The clerk said that I won the lottery, buy one get one free. It turns out that human services are so good."
"Come on, I'll give you all."
He offered it with both hands and handed it to Wen Yu.
Wen Yu turned his head and said sullenly, "I won't eat."
Ying Chen was taken aback for a moment, looking down at the young man with a confused expression.
Wen Yu: "It's too cold."
A trace of bewilderment flashed in Ying Chen's solemn and quiet expression.
He immediately put down the smoothie cup and sat next to the boy, raised his hand to tangle a strand of hair from the boy's ear, and asked in a low voice, "Why are you angry?"