Subordinate Doting - Chap 159
He stood there in a daze, covering his heart helplessly, his tail sticking out and hanging between his legs.
It turns out that life and death are such unreasonable things.
The second life ended just like that.
He felt sad and was stunned for a long time, not knowing what expression to make. The regrets and unwillingness of two lives drowned and swallowed him like the sea, suppressing him to the point of suffocation.
A childish cry broke the silence.
He subconsciously looked towards the source of the sound. A little girl in yellow clothes stumbled out of the ruins of the school. On the school sign lying on the ground was written: Syst International Junior High School.
Ji Tingyu’s raised foot suddenly froze.
This is where he was burned to death in his previous life.
Blinking helplessly, he lowered his head like a little robot that had lost power, and saw the charred earth and the blood that had accumulated into several pools. Right at his feet, in the darkest place, lay a ball of withered yellow cat hair.
Tears suddenly rolled down my cheeks.
It turns out that the burning smell just now… was from him…
What is this? A nightmare all over again?
I died for the second time, and they still didn’t let me go…
The kitten couldn’t help shaking all over. The pain and despair of being burned had been rooted in his bones, and he dared not look at his own corpse again.
He staggered to his knees and tried to pick up the small ball of fur mixed with blood and flesh.
But no matter how hard he tried, his fingers just went through the hair.
A gust of wind blew and blew the hair away.
He tried to grab it clumsily.
But the wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the ball of fur was getting smaller and smaller, and every time he was about to touch it, it would be blown farther away.
He whimpered and begged, digging his hands deep into the scorched earth: “Don’t blow it, don’t blow it… I just want to pick it up… There’s only a little left…”
But the strong wind did not listen to him. In an instant, it swept up the smoke and ruins on the ground, swirling into the air, and the small ball of fur was blown away into a piece of withered yellow fluff.
Ji Tingyu climbed up from the ground crying and threw himself into the wind.
His body suddenly felt cold, and he watched himself pass through the wind wall and step into a completely unfamiliar space.
It’s the hospital delivery room.
There were two beds in the room, one was empty and the other was full of people. The doctor and the nurse came in to check on the patient.
Ji Tingyu wiped his eyes and followed them. He found that his family was surrounding the bed. His father had a stern face, his mother was smiling, and his little brother was standing on tiptoe and could not see anything.
He leaned over to help his brother take a look. Wrapped in the warm swaddling clothes was a very tiny kitten, whose eyes had not yet opened.
I was only this small when I was born…
He sniffed and shook off the fear of death. Now that things had come to this, what was the point of being unwilling?
But He Zhuo…if he returns to Neville and sees his body, how heartbroken he will be…
The cat lowered its head dejectedly and walked to its family, looking for a sense of security like a newborn cub.
But his family couldn’t see him.
Ji Tingyu waved his hands many times and finally let go. He quietly squeezed in between his family members and looked longingly at his mother who was helping him wash his body.
My mother is still very young, with no trace of time between her eyebrows and eyes. Her long warm orange hair is tied up and fixed behind her head with a mulberry camellia hairpin, making her look extremely gentle.
She helped the kitten wipe its body while teasing, “Look at our little treasure. Why is he so small? He looks like a little mouse. He needs to grow up quickly.”
Ji Tingyu’s nose felt sore, and he rubbed it against his mother’s shoulder: “Why are you laughing at me too?”
The elder brother clenched his fist and shouted, “I will feed my younger brother lots of food! And I will protect him! I will turn him into a piggy!”
Ji Tingyu glared at him and said, “You are the pig.”
The father said with a donkey face: “Omega, it’s not easy to raise him. He’s so young, how can you raise him?”
Ji Tingyu’s eyes widened: “It’s none of your business whether it’s easy to raise or not! You talk as if you have raised one before.”
Suddenly, a chuckle came from behind, and a feminine male voice teased, “You were quite cute when you were a child.”
Ji Tingyu turned around in confusion and saw a thin man with an immortal look standing at the door of the delivery room.
He was wearing a green robe and had long hair. His left sleeve was empty and tied with a rope. The end of the rope was tied to the Czech wolfhound next to him. The wolfhound was black and majestic, and stretched out its front legs to protect the man.
Can you see me?
Ji Tingyu suspected that the man dressed like this was a Taoist priest who came to catch ghosts, and he happened to be a new ghost. It would be too embarrassing to be caught just two minutes after his death, so he shook his shoulders tentatively.
The man didn’t respond.
Take another step forward.
Still no response.
Can you see it or not?
Ji Tingyu scratched his head, thought for two seconds, and suddenly turned around and made a face at him: “Lie!”
The blood thorns are so scary, I don’t believe you can be so calm!
This time the man responded: “Wow, she’s even cuter when she grows up.”
Ji Tingyu: “…”
Damn, so embarrassing.
”Who are you?” he asked angrily.
The man nodded slightly: “My surname is Zang.”
Chapter 65 Please Wait for Me [Reconciliation]
Zang?
This surname is special.
As far as he knew, there was a mysterious ancient family in Yicheng named Zang. They were reclusive and rarely interacted with outsiders. From the head of the family to the younger generations, they all had a strange and conservative demeanor.
Ji Tingyu was sure that he had never seen this person.
”Are you here to catch ghosts?”
Mr. Zang shook his head.
Those are the souls of the dead who have been reincarnated together. Our meeting is destiny, so let’s chat.
Ji Tingyu casually asked him, “How did he die?”
The man seemed to choke, shook his head and smiled, rolled up his sleeves and inserted his hands horizontally into the sleeves. His ethereal aura instantly turned into down-to-earth aura, and he looked much more friendly.
