Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 288 Love Yourself, Love Your Parents

Chapter 288 Love Yourself, Love Your Parents
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The three days agreed upon by the drowning soul arrived.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Yang Zimei appeared by the moat and summoned the dead soul.

The dead soul came to her, lowered his head, the resentment on his face was still strong.

"Didn't find it?" Yang Zimei asked.

"This world is so ugly and people are so hypocritical. I really can't find anything that can move me or be beautiful, except for one thing." The dead soul said helplessly.

Yang Zimei frowned, "Which one?"

"This morning, a little girl was sitting on her father's shoulders, standing on the bridge and looking at the scenery. I remembered that I was like this when I was a child. My father liked to put me on his shoulders when shopping, saying that I was like a doll, yes His most beloved baby, woo woo..."

As he said that, the dead soul covered his face and choked up, "My parents have always loved me so much, but I died for the man who betrayed me, causing my parents to die of depression too."

"does it worth?"

"not worth it."

The dead soul gritted his teeth, "When I think of this, I want to kill myself. I don't know how to cherish the love of my parents. I deserve to suffer like this every day."

"indeed."

We often act like this, hurting our parents for some outsiders, ignoring the love of our parents for us, thinking that it is only right and proper.

How sad is it to make the parents who love themselves with the body and skin, suffer from the parents, commit suicide and self-mutilation?

"Is there only one touching heart?" Yang Zimei looked at her and said, "This is not enough, I will give you three more days to find two more things that can touch you, otherwise, you will be saved and you will come to the next life." This tragedy will be repeated."

"I can't find it. In this world, apart from my parents' love for me, which is pure and beautiful, I think everything else is hypocrisy." The dead soul said.

"Try to put aside your prejudice and see, I will come back in three days."

Yang Zimei turned and left, leaving the dead soul aside, recalling the various mistakes he made to his parents because of his willfulness when he was alive.

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Back home, Yang Zimei quietly stood in front of her parents' door, thinking of the soul's confession to her parents just now.

The door of their room was left open for better ventilation.

Yang Zimei has already arranged a feng shui circle in their room, which is good for sleeping, so that they can have a comfortable sleep every night.

Mother Huang Xiuli leaned her head slightly on father Yang Qing's shoulder, sleeping comfortably.

And Dad's face also put aside the tiredness of hard work during the day, and his expression was soothing.

Seeing their quilts fell on the ground, Yang Zimei went in, picked them up, covered them carefully, watched them for a while, then left, and went to other rooms to see grandparents, younger brothers and sisters.

Seeing that they were all well, although she was satisfied in her heart, she was a little uneasy.

I am always afraid that everything in front of me will be like a short-lived dream, and if I open my eyes again, I will return to the miserable situation in my previous life.

Back in the room, she stood in front of the mirror, trying hard to see that Lan Yaya could see the dead soul from her previous life that was still attached to her body.

Unfortunately, nothing can be seen.

Sighing slightly, he sat down at the desk, took out the unfinished three-color jadeite, and continued to carve it, one knife at a time, pouring all his nostalgia and love for grandma into it.

I hope grandma can be blessed and blessed.

The short message on the phone suddenly rang, and she was overjoyed, she picked it up and looked, it was indeed a text message from Long Zhutian.

"Sleep?"

"No, it's jade carving."

"Okay?"

"Well, I just miss you."

"I miss you as well!"

"Await your return!"

"Well. I'm busy, good night."

"Good night."

The back and forth short messages ended, and the phone was quiet again, but her heart couldn't be quiet, and the emotion of missing him grew wildly like weeds.

[Because of the Tencent system upgrade, the bookstore often cannot be synchronized in time, it is not that Xixi does not update, please understand, it will be restored soon after a while]

(End of this chapter)

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