My Previous Fraternal Twins

When she spoke, she was particularly gentle: "thank you, Zichen. It's the happiest thing that I can meet you in my life."

Mo Zichen had a faint smile on his face, and his eyes looked out indifferently.

The ambulance came, and Mo Zichen passed the hall with Tang Wanrou.

He saw Tang Wanxin at a glance in the crowd.

Mozi Chen's eyes were suddenly cold.

"Let's go and talk later." Tang Wanrou reached out and pulled the corner of Mo Zichen's clothes and whispered a reminder.

"HMM." he answered and took Tang Wanrou away.

After Tang Wanxin waited for the two to leave, he raised his head and looked in the direction they left. A bad premonition welled up in his heart.

"Well, look for the washbasin, towel, worn shoes, stool and umbrella she used." the monk's voice pulled Tang Wanxin's thoughts back.

She looked in the direction of the monk, and the Dharma was finally finished.

And now we have to go to the last step, which is to shout the soul.

It was already the second half of the night. In the middle of the winter, the cold was particularly stinging.

Everyone put on thick down clothes one after another, and the cold feeling was slightly relieved.

The servants of the family found the things used by the second aunt and handed them to the monk.

The monk put the seat in front of the Dharma altar. After the umbrella was opened, it was placed on the stool. Under it were the shoes worn by the second aunt. The water basin on one side put some water and the towel she used in her life.

All the family mourners moved from the position of the hall to the door.

... come back, come back, come back! " The monk made a long hand in the Dharma altar, but the other party said that the second aunt was too reluctant to come back.

Another half an hour later, the monk turned back and said to his family members, "come up to a person she loved most in her life, burn some paper money for her by the basin and call her."

Haohao stood out from the crowd. He squatted next to the basin with red and swollen eyes.

Cried, "Mom, come back. Haohao misses you. Go home and have a look at Haohao at last."

Haohao said that at last, his tears came down, but the monk told them: "second aunt still hasn't come back. You keep burning and don't stop."

After hearing this, Mo Zehai couldn't help but get up and come forward. She thought they were still in love before the next life, but at this time, she wouldn't even come back to the Mohist School for the last time.

He squatted down beside Haohao and helped burn paper together. "I know I wasn't very good to you before. Now we are separated by Yin and Yang. Come back, we are all waiting for you."

He reached out and touched Haohao's head and continued: "how is Haohao the only son? Do you have the heart to leave like this?"

"Mom, come back." Haohao kept repeating such a sentence.

Before long, the monk said, "well, she's back."

Someone said behind Tang Wanxin, "I heard that if the soul comes back, you can see her legs."

It was strange to think that Tang Wanxin, who had received higher education, was afraid to hide behind Mo Shichen.

After all, I grew up in the countryside and believe in these metaphysical things.

Mo Shichen felt Tang Wanxin's fear, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly. He took Tang Wanxin in his arms and didn't pierce her fear.

But with a warm smile, "cold, I'll warm you."

Tang Wanxin also felt the instant coolness on his back.