Don't forget it, Dad! Isn't it enough to kneel down for you?

"No, that's not the case."

Mother Yang's tears suddenly fell.

She shook her head in frustration and defended herself, "We didn't know his life span had been changed. We really thought he would die young."

Chu Jiaojiao curled her lips sarcastically, "So you just ignore his existence with peace of mind. Do you still think in your heart that you are doing the right thing, that you are rational, and that you are the most sober person in the world?"

The two remained silent because that was exactly what they thought in their hearts.

As long as you don’t care, you won’t be sad.

Chu Jiaojiao saw through their thoughts and sneered, "If you really want to do this for his own good, then you should spend time with him and let him enjoy the love that many people can't experience in decades during the few days he has left on earth."

"You are so kind that you make his already short life without a trace of warmth."

Yang Fei gently tugged at the corner of her clothes and whispered, "Actually, my life isn't that miserable."

Listening to what she said, I felt that he was quite pitiful.

Chu Jiaojiao tilted her head and looked at him, "Don't talk."

Yang Fei: "Oh."

He shifted his gaze and happened to see the family portrait on the wall.

Yang's father, Yang's mother and Yang Jun, they all had bright smiles on their faces.

He suddenly remembered that his parents had never taken a photo of him, let alone a photo of them together.

I'm afraid they don't want to leave any trace of him in the world, so that as soon as he dies, they can completely pretend that they have never had this child.

For a moment, Yang Fei was stunned.

In fact, Chu Jiaojiao was right. He had indeed never felt a trace of warmth.

At least that was the case when he was alive.

Even after death, he got it from a stranger like her.

Yang Fei's eyes felt sore, but he couldn't shed tears. He just felt very uncomfortable.

He buried his head in the soul-nourishing talisman in Chu Jiaojiao's bag. Here, he actually felt particularly at ease.

At least, no one would take advantage of him anymore.

Mother Yang burst into tears and looked at Chu Jiaojiao and asked, "Is Xiaofei here too? Please, let me see him!"

Hearing this, Chu Jiaojiao curled her lips and asked, "Do you really want to see me?"

Mother Yang nodded vigorously, with anticipation shining in her eyes.

Under her gaze, the smile on Chu Jiaojiao's lips deepened, "But, he doesn't want to see you."

She tilted her head and smiled a little wickedly, enjoying her stunned look with satisfaction.

You know what, his acting is really good.

How could it be possible that the child whom she had not treated well during her lifetime and who had not even left a single photo of her told her that she wanted to see him now?

It's just that the darkest side of their hearts was exposed, and they wanted to prove that they were actually good parents, so they wanted to meet them.

After thinking about it, Chu Jiaojiao waved her hand and released a few ghosts who looked a bit like Yang Fei and were about the same age.

"Hey, there are too many ghosts. Let's see who is Yang Fei."

After saying that, she threw a Sky Eye Talisman at each of them.

Seeing the ghosts suddenly appearing in the house, everyone was startled and Mother Yang subconsciously shrank back.

Chu Jiaojiao watched this scene with great interest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Yang Fei won't be willing to hurt you. I'm here, and I won't let anything happen to you."

After hearing this, they finally felt relieved.

Yang's father and mother bravely looked at the male ghosts in front of them, and tried hard to recall Yang Fei's appearance in their minds.

Unfortunately, nothing was found.

Just as Chu Jiaojiao said, they had never cared about the child from the beginning. Now ten years have passed, how could they still recognize him?

Time passed minute by minute, and even Yang Jun looked at them with a strange expression.

Don't they recognize their own children?

Noticing his gaze, not wanting him to feel how cold-hearted they were, Mother Yang pointed at someone and said, "He, he is Xiao Fei."

Father Yang also opened his arms, "Xiao Fei, come and let daddy hug you."

The male ghost looked at him in bewilderment and said disdainfully, "Get lost! Who is Xiao Fei? My name is Dayong!"

The smiles on Mr. and Mrs. Yang's faces froze.

Their eyes moved to another person.

The other male ghost pushed up his glasses and said, "My name is not Xiao Fei."

The third male ghost crossed his arms and said, "Oh, could it be that they can't recognize their own son? Tsk tsk, I've never seen parents like this before."

Yang's father and mother's faces flushed red, and they looked at Chu Jiaojiao angrily: "There is no Xiao Fei here at all, you are kidding us!"

"Yeah." Chu Jiaojiao nodded, spreading her hands innocently. "You can't blame me, right? If you could tell at a glance that none of them were your sons, I'd be the one who'd be embarrassed."

"It's my fault that you couldn't recognize me. There's nothing I can do about it."

"Hey, this is the most basic and easy question. You can't get it, so you blame me?"

No, of course they have themselves to blame.

They understand the truth, they just don't want to admit it.

Inside the soul-nourishing talisman, Yang Fei curled the corners of his mouth, even like an outsider watching the fun, and felt like laughing.

He had guessed this result a long time ago.

Well, after following Chu Jiaojiao for a long time, he also learned her ability to calculate.

He is so awesome!

He felt that being a clerk was a bit of a waste of his talent and that he should learn fortune-telling from Chu Jiaojiao.

Well, I'll talk to her later.

He still had the leisure to think about these things, while Yang's father and mother were so angry that they were about to explode.

They were angry and annoyed, glaring at Chu Jiaojiao.

At this time, Yang Jun's voice sounded in my ears.

He looked at them with a strange expression and asked curiously, "Dad, Mom, you really didn't recognize me?"

Their faces froze, panic flashed in their eyes, and they hurriedly explained: "How is it possible? That's our biological child."

"We, we just haven't seen each other for too long."

Chu Jiaojiao ate some melon seeds and said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, after all, we haven't seen each other for ten years. It's normal that I didn't recognize my own child."

She was clearly just following what they said, but Mr. and Mrs. Yang felt their faces burning.

She was clearly speaking sarcastically and mocking them.

But they feel guilty and dare not say anything.

Yang Jun looked at them, his eyes becoming more and more disappointed.

He never thought that his parents would be such people.

How cruel must one be to abandon even his own son?

He turned his head, looked at Chu Jiaojiao and asked, "Do you know where my brother is? I want to see him, is that okay?"

Chu Jiaojiao glanced at him and knew that he was sincere, and also knew that what happened back then was not his intention.

But she still said: "Forget it, you didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of you. There is no need to meet him again and rub salt into his wounds."

"After this is over, I will send him to reincarnate and let him start a new life."

After saying that, she looked away and her eyes fell on Yang's father and mother, her eyes slightly narrowed.

She said coldly, "Tell me, who changed the Book of Life and Death?"