"Lynch, my memory has changed. What did you... do you do?"

When I clicked on the message, Mu Ge's voice flowed out of my phone. The voice was still gentle, with a power to calm the mind.

"This is the information I found in the voice mail. A Ling sent it to me... Just when we met the child, she called and sent it to me..."

In the message, the woman's voice came.

Her crying, her begging, her reluctance and sorrow are just like what I really feel in my dreams.

"I'm sorry... Mu Ge... I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

The woman whispered.

"I love you...Mu Ge..."

The sound ends here.

I let out a sigh with sadness, my sigh trembled a little.

Mu Ge's voice rang.

"The original one, without the last sentence...she didn't have time...can't say 'I love you'..."

I widened my eyes and stared at the ceiling light above my head.

The light shook my eyes and my vision became blurred.

Mu Ge's voice brought a little sadness and a little smile, "She didn't say it at first...I remembered it, and thought of you. Xiao Ai also admitted it, she found you. She... also heard A Ling's last words. I..."

Mu Ge's voice disappeared, leaving only his crying sounds.

After a while, he took a deep breath and said, "Thank you. I have decided to send Xiao Ai to my parents-in-law. Maybe she will be in danger... I am not by her side, she may be in..."

Mu Ge choked again, "She can't forget these for a while, but in a few years, she will adapt. I plan to ask the seniors in the circle to take care of her more. She is still young now, and after a few years, she will forget me, at least... as A Ling said, she won't love me so much. She can live a good life...I will stay in Minqing and stay here. Please don't be polite if you need anything."

He paused and suddenly laughed with self-deprecatingly, "I found myself ridiculous. I have never seen the people around me clearly. I have never seen A Ling clearly, nor have my parents clearly... When they passed away... they didn't say anything to me, and I didn't ask me anything... I always thought they died of illness. They always said that they suffered too much when they were young, and when they got old, their bodies showed them color. Joint pain, headache... Ha... I... I didn't notice at all... I didn't realize that A Ling was... She is... I am such a fool, I just believed her words. I don't even understand the intentions of the person I love the most... I..."

Mu Ge's voice stopped again.

A few seconds later, I heard Mu Ai's voice.

"dad……"

"Little Love..."

"Dad, don't cry..." There was a suppressed crying voice in the child's voice, "I will be obedient, I won't make my father sad. I...I won't...love my father anymore...Dad...Dad...You have to be good...You have to be good...I don't want the guardian spirit anymore...Little Ai doesn't want the guardian spirit...Woo woo..."

The little girl's cry finally broke out.

Amid Mu Ai's crying, this voice message ended.

My tears flowed down uncontrollably.

It’s ridiculous that I had envied the abilities of this father and daughter before. But who knows that their abilities are the most cruel harm to their loved ones and themselves?

I……

I thought of what Ye Qing and the others said.

They are optimistic about my abilities, and they are happy about the emergence of my abilities.

The responsibilities I don't want to take are nothing different from hope for them, right?

I envy them without knowing what I am saying, and they...

I raised my hand and blindfolded my eyes.

...

The sound of birds singing in the morning woke me up.

My eyes were swollen and couldn't open.

The lights on the ceiling were on all night.

I probably cried all night too.

My face was dry and tears were stretched on my face. My chin was sour and my heart was sour.

The rest of the body is uncomfortable and the pain is unbearable.

I turned over with some difficulty and sat up from the bed.

This action made me complain all over my musculoskeleton.

There was also a message tone on the phone.

It wasn't Mu Ge's message that he sent again, but the message that his sister sent.

They went to see the sunrise early this morning, and now they have sent me photos.

The photos should have been automatically repaired. The sunrise scenery is beautiful, and the lively and cute little girls in the photos are also beautiful.

This is certainly not as good as that of a master's photography, but the joy revealed in the picture makes people laugh from the bottom of their hearts.

Under normal circumstances, I should unconsciously curl the corners of my mouth and reply to my sister.

But I looked at those smiling faces and was ecstatic for a long time.

I can't laugh.

Not only because of the sadness of yesterday night, but also because of a girl in the photo.

It was a very tall girl, standing at the end, showing a neutral face.

I noticed her not because she looked special, but because she felt a little transparent in the sun.

I looked at it for a long time and confirmed that this was not the photo-paging technology of these little girls, nor was it the artistic effect they happened to take photos, but the girl, who was a little transparent in herself.

Normal people will not be transparent.

I flipped up the chat history.

There are not many girls in the photos sent by my sister.

I searched for a long time and saw her in the background of some photos.

A sister shared a photo of a big ice cream cup with other girls. The girl sat at the back table and was only photographed with a silhouette. The figure was very blurry, as if there was a problem with the focal length.

A sister was waiting for a few girls holding hands and taking a photo in front of the scenic spot. However, the girl seemed to be selecting something in front of the convenience store, and her figure was blocked by the store owner.

After carefully looking at every corner of each photo, I found something strange in the photos of them playing with fairy tales.

It was a slender hand with long fingers and very beautiful, but the palm was a circle larger than the palm next to it, and it looked like a boy's hand.

I remembered what happened to my sister when she graduated from junior high school. I don’t know which movie or TV they watched, so they wanted to play romantic beauty. They bought new clothes and fairy sticks to design pictures and take photos together. At that time, there was a girl among them who was big, beautiful in her hands, and a bit of neutral temperament and appearance. She was introduced to play the "male protagonist". After the photo was taken, they were all so beautiful that they agreed to end the college entrance examination and take another set of the same photos. When they graduated from college, they would take another set of photos as a souvenir.

This trip meant that good friends from junior high school reunion, and they did take photos of the same theme.

I didn't look carefully before, but now I find that the beautiful hand in the photo is sparkling with the fairy stick.

The fireworks are not in the hand, but behind the hand.

It was through that hand that I saw the fairy's fireworks.
Chapter completed!