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Chapter 8 Humans and Ghosts Are Different

After eating the cake, they didn't linger and set off again.

Before long, the person, the flower, and the ghost arrived at the mountain in Anming County and at Su Qian's grave.

At this moment, they are all invisible. This is an ability that the seal itself grants to the director. Su Qian is a ghost, and ordinary people cannot see her. Even though she can take leave to see her daughter now, it is only she who can see her daughter. Zhao Ying needs a special opportunity to see her.

If the opportunity doesn't come, it's very likely that even with five days of leave, Zhao Ying won't be able to see Su Qian.

As for what the opportunity was, even Xu Qingling didn't know.

"Is this my grave?" Su Qian looked at the small mound covered with grass in front of her. Perhaps because she died too young, or perhaps because she did not die of old age, according to the local custom, there was not even a tombstone.

Su Qian didn't care much about where she was buried; all she cared about now was her daughter and when Zhao Yuan and Lin Yin would receive their due punishment.

"I wonder when Sakura will arrive."

Just then, a commotion came from down the mountain. Sasha rushed over to see what was happening and then happily told Su Qian, "It's Xiaoying!"

Su Qian's eyes lit up, filled with excitement; she could finally see her daughter up close.

At this moment, Zhao Lanlan came up from the foot of the mountain carrying a drawing board and a schoolbag.

Zhao Lanlan left without telling her family. She only told them that she was going out to find inspiration to paint Zhao Tang's painting, and they agreed.

So, Zhao Lanlan carried her drawing board and schoolbag, and took a bus to Anming County in the neighboring city.

Now we've arrived at this mountain, where her mother's grave is located.

Su Qian stared blankly at her daughter, who was getting closer and closer to her, and couldn't help but shed tears of blood.

Seventeen years have passed, and Sakura has grown up into a pretty young woman.

You can see that the eyes and mouth look a lot like hers.

She only had time to look at Sakura one last time before she died; Sakura was just a newborn baby at the time.

"Xiaoying..." Su Qian couldn't help but call out as her daughter was about to walk in front of her.

The wind blew gently past her ears, and Zhao Lanlan vaguely seemed to hear a somewhat unfamiliar yet gentle voice calling her name, but when she looked up and scanned her surroundings, she saw nothing.

Her eyes gradually dimmed as she slowly brushed past Su Qian.

Su Qian watched her daughter's retreating figure, wanting to reach out and grab her, but her hand passed right through her body, and she couldn't touch her at all.

"Su Qian, humans and ghosts are different," Xu Qingling said calmly from the side.

Looking at her empty hand, Su Qian finally understood what Xu Qingling meant by "humans and ghosts are destined to be apart."

She murmured, "Sakura, she can't see me, and she can't hear me calling her..."

Zhao Lanlan arrived at the grave mound. She knelt down and kowtowed three times, her eyes red and her voice slightly choked as she said, "Mom, your unfilial daughter Xiaoying has come to see you."

After kneeling for a long time, Zhao Lanlan finally got up. First, she took the cherry blossom made of thread from her schoolbag and placed it in front of the grave mound. Then, she took out a sickle from her schoolbag and started cutting grass while talking to Su Qian.

“Mom, Aunt Zhou Min was supposed to come today. She has always come around this time of year. But yesterday, she texted me saying that she had something very important to do and couldn’t come for the time being. She might be able to come to see you in a few days.”

"Mom, I've been doing really well lately. I got first place in the whole grade again in the end-of-month exams. I think you'd be very happy to know that."

Xu Qingling, Sasha, and Su Qian sat down on the ground together, listening to Zhao Lanlan speak.

Su Qian listened and responded, even though she knew her daughter couldn't hear her at that moment. "Zhou Min, she's my best friend. She's always been very close to me and very protective of me. In the beginning, she actually advised against me being with Zhao Yuan, but unfortunately, I didn't listen..." Su Qian's tone was somewhat wistful.

"First in the whole grade, our Xiaoying is really amazing, even more amazing than her mother was back then." Su Qian looked at her daughter with pride in her eyes. When Su Qian was in school, her grades were also good, but at most she would be in the top ten of the whole grade. She preferred to draw.

"Mom, I don't want to paint for Zhao Tang. I want to paint for myself. I want to participate in the competition myself."

“Of course you can.” Su Qian was furious when she talked about it. “Why should my daughter cheat for their daughter? If you don’t have the ability, don’t participate. Why use your hard work and achievements? You’re shameless.”

"And that Zhao Yuan, they're both daughters, how can he be so biased! It really proves the saying, 'With a stepmother, there's a stepfather.'"

Su Qian was furious, and a chilling wind seemed to rise around her.

"Su Qian, control your emotions. If your daughter's body is affected by the yin energy, she will get sick," Xu Qingling warned.

Upon hearing this, Su Qian quickly composed herself.

Zhao Lanlan stared blankly at the sudden, somewhat cold wind that swept up from the ground, which dissipated in a short while, lost in thought.

Zhao Lanlan continued to recount her life over the past year, including all the interesting things that happened.

"Mom, I actually like watching movies. If possible, I'd like to go with you."

"Of course, we can go together sometime."

Zhao Lanlan talked on and on, and Su Qian responded to every single one of her sentences.

By the time the grass was finished being cut, Zhao Lanlan's forehead was covered in sweat, and the rising sun made her face turn red.

Although she was a little tired, Zhao Lanlan was very happy.

"Silly child, you don't have to worry about these weeds." Su Qian wanted to reach out and wipe the sweat from her daughter's face, but she stopped halfway through, realizing that she couldn't touch her daughter, so she could only pull her hand back.

After mowing the grass, Zhao Lanlan set up her easel and started mixing paints.

"Mom, the theme of this drawing competition is 'Mom.' I didn't know how to draw it before, but now I know how..."

"Really? Then let Mom take a look."

Soon, the paints were mixed, and Zhao Lanlan sat down on the ground to begin her painting.

At this time of day, the sun was shining down, and it should have been very hot. However, Su Qian stood beside Zhao Lanlan, using her soul to shield her from the scorching sunlight and silently creating a shady spot for her daughter.

For as long as Zhao Lanlan painted, Su Qian stood there for the same amount of time.

She didn't know if blocking it would work, but she kept standing there without stopping.

A gentle breeze blew through the forest, rustling the leaves. Sunlight shone down, but Zhao Lanlan didn't feel hot.

Because she was engrossed in painting, Zhao Lanlan didn't think much of it.

He just focused on drawing like that.

Xu Qingling and Shasha also sat quietly to the side, together with Su Qian, quietly accompanying Zhao Lanlan as she painted.

Time seemed to slow down and gradually quiet down at this moment...

Xu Qingling inexplicably felt a sense of comfort at this moment.

(End of this chapter)