Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

"Feng'er, this will be your home from now on, our home." Long Mo took out a pair of new slippers from the shoe cabinet by the door and helped me change into them.

These new slippers are exactly my size.

I was flattered. Could it be that Long Mo had prepared the slippers for me a long time ago? I couldn't help but feel happy.

After sitting down in the large and luxurious living room, Long Mo poured me a glass of water and Uncle Huang also came in.

"Feng girl, you have too many questions to ask us." Uncle Huang said.

Looking at this spirited old man, he is not tall and his facial features show that he is about 60 years old according to a normal person's appearance. However, his hair is gray, not the dark white kind, but a mixture of yellow and white, very similar to Uncle Huang's hair before.

"Yeah, tell me, what is going on?" I asked impatiently, clenching the glass in my hand.

"Yes, you guessed it right. I am Uncle Huang from Huangjia Village. It would take me another one or two hundred years to cultivate into a human form, but Boss Long gave me some skills, allowing me to transform into a human form so quickly to take care of you." Uncle Huang said.

I couldn't help but widen my eyes, looking at Huang Bo, then at Long Mo.

At this time, Long Mo nodded with a smile and looked at me with gentle eyes.

"I can't tell you anything else. Let Boss Long tell you." Uncle Huang continued.

I really couldn't believe that the Uncle Huang in front of me was the Uncle Huang from Huangjia Village. It was just a guess before, but now that it has been confirmed, I became uneasy.

With my mouth wide open, I looked in disbelief. Something that I had only seen in books or on TV before actually appeared in my life.

"Uncle Huang, is this true? It's incredible?"

"It's nothing incredible. You will slowly accept it." At this time, Long Mo spoke.

"What about you, Long Mo, what's going on with you?" The bigger mystery in my mind was him.

"I am Long Mo, the Long Mo in your dream." He said simply.

"I know this. What I need to hear is what the relationship is between you, me, and grandma?"

I asked the questions that had been lingering in my mind.

"Feng'er, you will remember this slowly." His calm answer left me speechless.

Can I remember? When can I remember? If I can remember, is there any need for me to ask you?

Seeing that I was frowning and looking angry, Long Mo stretched out his slender hands to smooth the hair on my forehead, and said softly.

"Feng'er, don't worry. You will remember these things later. This house is bought for you. You can live here. Uncle Huang can pick you up from school every day. I can't accompany you every day for the time being. Once I have dealt with all the things, I will stay with you for a long time."

I was a little speechless. After asking for a long time, I didn't get a single useful question and my mind was still a mess.

"By the way, your classmate Hu Jing is going to have some troubles recently. If you can't solve it yourself, ask Uncle Huang to help you."

Before I could react, Long Mo touched my slightly blushing cheek, showed me a harmless smile, and disappeared in a flash.

Oh my God, what’s going on? He’s like this again. It’s been more than ten years. He disappears at any time, regardless of whether I can accept it or not.

I was stunned for a moment and looked at Uncle Huang for help.

Uncle Huang shrugged, looking helpless.

"Uncle Huang, you must know something. Tell me quickly." I was anxious and stepped forward to grab Uncle Huang's hand, which scared him.

"Girl, don't you know that physical contact between men and women is not allowed?" He shook my hand away in panic.

"Tell me, Uncle Huang, Uncle Huang, you have always loved me the most. Now that grandma is gone, you are my relative."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, I played the family card, acted coquettishly towards him, and went forward to hold his hand.

"Feng girl, it's not that I don't want to tell you, but I can't tell you. I really can't tell you. By the way, are you staying here tonight or going back to school?"

Uncle Huang gently broke free from my hand and began to change the subject. He is indeed a weasel, so smart.

"The room that Boss Long prepared for you is upstairs. I'll take you to see it. He also has a lot of clothes and shoes prepared for you." Uncle Huang continued.

"Okay then, take me to see it, but I'm not staying here tonight."

Forget it. I won't dwell on it anymore. Things will be clear one day, and I don't want to embarrass Uncle Huang anymore. He must have his reasons for not saying anything.

However, I would like to see what Long Mo has prepared for me. As for not staying here tonight, I am afraid that Hu Jing and the others will laugh at me. It doesn’t seem appropriate to stay at my boyfriend’s house on the first day.

Besides, even though Long Mo said this was my home, I couldn’t accept it all at once. I had lived with my grandma in a small house in the countryside since I was a child. I wasn’t used to hearing that such a big villa was my home.

However, I will still come to live here in the future, if not for anything else, just to see Long Mo. At least he appears in a real body now, not like before when he always appeared in the vague dreams and could not be touched.

Also, living here should help me, as Long Mo said, remember some things about me and Long Mo.

After hearing what I said, Uncle Huang felt as if he had been granted amnesty. He no longer cared about the taboos between men and women and pulled me upstairs, talking as we walked.

"Feng girl, you don't know how much effort Boss Long put into your room. The decoration in your room, the furniture, and the clothes were all carefully selected by him."

I was stunned at first, then asked.

"Here, did you finish it recently?"

"Yes, I just finished it. I was so tired. I went to the school to find you as soon as I finished it." Uncle Huang seemed a little proud.

"Well, thank you for your hard work, Uncle Huang!" Knowing that all these were prepared for me, I am really grateful for Uncle Huang's efforts, and of course Long Mo's efforts as well.

"It's not hard, not hard at all. I'm willing to work for Boss Long and Girl Feng." Uncle Huang was a little embarrassed again by what I said.

Climbing up the quaintly decorated staircase to the second floor, what comes into view is a quiet and elegant space.

The wooden floor exudes the warmth of time.

The retro chandelier hanging from the ceiling emits soft and dim light, casting a warm veil.

"This is Boss Long's room. Do you want to go in and take a look?"

When we arrived at a door, Uncle Huang asked me and I nodded.

Walking into the room, you will find it is a structure with an inner and outer room. Against the wall of the outer room is a row of antique bookshelves filled with all kinds of books, as if it is a treasure trove of knowledge waiting for those who are interested to explore.

Next to the bookshelf is a huge floor-to-ceiling window. The white gauze curtains flutter gently in the wind, and the beautiful scenery outside the window is looming, like a natural painting.

In the center of the room stands a carved solid wood round table, paired with several exquisite wooden chairs, which reminds people of the warm gatherings and in-depth conversations that Long Mo and I would have here.

In the corner, there are several pots of vibrant green plants, adding a touch of freshness and vitality to this quaint space.

In the inner room there is a large and simple double wooden bed.