Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

A soft light slowly lit up from between his fingers.

The blood drop that was about to drip onto the ground was instantly retracted along with the light and absorbed into the ring.

Cheng Ying's eyes went dark, and his consciousness seemed to have entered another space.

In a space that seems to have no boundaries, there are light balls of various sizes suspended one after another.

Yellow talismans, peach wood swords engraved with various intricate patterns, and flags of different colors.

A pile of exquisite and elegant ornaments, paintings, gold and silver, as if not valued by the owner, were quietly placed in the corner.

It is obvious that these talismans and magical tools in the air are more valued by the owner of the space.

Although Cheng Ying had never come into contact with these things in his life, he felt that he had a mysterious connection with them.

He extended his slender index finger and lightly touched a small ball of light beside him.

It was like a bubble, bursting at the slightest touch, and a thin yellow talisman slowly floated down into his hand.

Cheng Ying looked at the vaguely visible traditional Chinese characters for the command on the talisman paper. Although he clearly didn't understand these metaphysical things, a certain idea strangely emerged in his mind - this was a talisman to drive away ghosts.

This place is so weird.

Even he himself became weird.

Cheng Ying longed to get an answer from Jingzhi.

When the tail ring learned of his intention to leave, it ejected his consciousness from the space.

The scene before my eyes changed again.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the gap in the curtains, casting a ray of light.

The bright light just happened to fall on Jingzhi's curious face.

She supported herself on the bed with her hands, her eyes wide open as she carefully examined his expression.

"What do you see?"

Cheng Ying raised her right hand slightly, palm facing up, and a piece of yellow talisman paper appeared in front of her.

She hesitated to speak, afraid that he would remember something and feel uncomfortable, and even more afraid that he would not remember anything...

【Xiaozhi, this is a talisman to drive away ghosts.】

Her eyes were bright and her hands were so excited that they wrinkled the bed sheets.

She immediately suppressed her inner ecstasy and tapped his head with some concern, "Do you have a headache? Do you want to vomit?"

[…I’m fine.] Cheng Ying gave her a strange look, put down the talisman paper, and gently stroked the pinky ring on his right hand with his left hand.

【This thing originally belonged to me.】

Although he had never seen this thing before meeting her, he inexplicably felt that he was familiar with how to operate it, just like how he used the barrier cube before.

I haven't seen it, but he certainly can.

Jingzhi bit her lip. Looking at his expression, she knew it was muscle memory again.

Cheng Ying didn't remember anything.

"Do you believe in past lives and present lives?" She hesitated for a long time, but finally asked.

Cheng Ying's eyes narrowed slightly, and a wrinkle slowly appeared between his eyebrows.

You have to believe it even if you don't want to, otherwise how can you explain this series of coincidences and weirdness?

[I used to be... your lover? ]

Jingzhi covered the back of his hand with her fingers trembling slightly. She took a deep breath, lifted the curtains uneasily and looked at the blue sky outside the window.

She said ambiguously:

"Yes or no, you have the answer in your heart."

The strange feeling and long-standing doubts in Cheng Ying's heart were suddenly confirmed, and he felt a lot more at ease.

He gently held Jingzhi in his arms and rubbed the top of her head.

Yes or no, it’s not that important anymore.

After seeing the boxes of gold and silver in the ring, he knew that she was not short of money. Cheng Ying felt relieved and patted her shoulder.

You're right. This location is not good. I'll sell it after I move.

Jingzhi pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "You know what I'm like, right? Apart from the house and the children's education, I won't spend money lavishly, don't worry."

[No, that's not what I meant.] Cheng Ying frowned and waved his hands twice.

"I know." She stood up, turned around and walked to the closet, opened it, took out a shirt hanging on the hanger and put it on the bed. While taking off the clothes, she winked at him mischievously:

"You're definitely going to say, 'You earn money, so I can spend it however I want.'"

Cheng Ying was stunned for a moment. He was right in thinking so.

But when he saw her cross her hands, pinching the hem of her T-shirt, as if she was about to take it off, he clicked his tongue, quickly walked around the bed, went to the window on the inside of the bed, and closed the curtains that were not closed tightly.

Before I turned around, I heard the bed behind me creak twice, as if someone stepped on it.

As soon as his face turned halfway back, she hugged his waist tightly from behind.

Jingzhi's soft voice was filled with laughter and satisfaction, "Aying, you have always been so good to me. I am so happy."

Cheng Ying inexplicably understood the meaning of her words.

She probably wasn't the only one she was referring to.

And his past life.

Although Jingzhi is a charming and charming spirit cat, after being together for so long, he knows that she has always been loyal.

If nothing unexpected happens, the two of them will be able to stay together until old age.

Since she could keep so many things from her previous life and take him back to the origin of time, she must have great magical powers and be able to live for a long time.

Cheng Ying, who had misunderstood part of it, suddenly understood why he left money and property to her in his previous life.

Compared to hers, human life seems like a short thread.

The deeper her love, the longer the pain.

As long as the memory remains, the pain and longing for losing a loved one will continue until she dies.

His greatest wish is to ensure that she lives a worry-free life for the rest of her life.

The same thought, spanning the long river of time, reached a high degree of consensus at this moment.

It seems that he has to work harder.

He turned around, lowered his head solemnly, and kissed her forehead.

My wish for the rest of my life is that Xiaozhi can be happy forever.

Her thick skin almost gave out when she suddenly said something like that.

Jingzhi covered her forehead shyly and poked his stomach lightly with her other hand, "Stop talking about this, put it on quickly too, the fat guy must be getting impatient waiting."

【Refresh, refresh your makeup.】

He felt a little guilty, and his eyes moved from her forehead to the oval mirror on the dressing table.

Jing was stunned for a moment, then looked back.

He kissed her between the eyebrows, leaving a light red mark.

This was truly her own fault. She wanted him to look more healthy, so she secretly put some of her own lipstick on him, and now it's backfired on her.

"Next time, don't kiss the forehead, kiss the mouth instead, don't waste it."

She finished talking to herself and started to put on her clothes.

Cheng Ying was left alone, blushing.

[…?! …]

He clenched his fist, pressed it to his lips, coughed twice in a pretentious manner, picked up his shirt and walked quickly to the door, his other hand lightly resting on the door handle.

He turned around to check with Jingzhi, and after seeing that she had buttoned up her clothes neatly, he opened the door.

Cheng Ying patted the fat man's shoulder, and when he looked over, he started lip reading, "You drive."

The fat man felt a little embarrassed. He chuckled and raised the beer hidden behind him to Cheng Ying. "Well...you guys talked for too long, I got bored, so I drank half a bottle."

Seeing Cheng Ying's face getting darker and darker, he quickly put down the bottle and pointed at his finger, "Brother Ying, I haven't had a drink in a long time. I just want this. You...you open it."

Cheng Ying, who had wanted to sit in the back seat with Jingzhi, was a troublemaker. Now his hope was dashed and he became displeased with the fat man.

【Walk. 】

"Where are you going? My sister-in-law hasn't come yet."

[You go press the elevator button! ]

Even if he didn't make any sound, the fat man could tell from his lip movements that he was unhappy because of his cheeks being bitten.

"I know, I know! You finally have a chance to relax, so you need to stay calm."

In just a few seconds, Jingzhi walked out of the room holding a file bag.

Cheng Ying took the car keys and immediately came over to hold her waist. "Take your time. There's no rush."

"What are you afraid of? I'm not an ordinary pregnant woman. I can still dance!"

He widened his eyes, looking aggrieved and shocked as if if she jumped, he would... catch her, which made Jingzhi laugh so hard.

"Hey, I jumped up just to tease you."

Jingyi hooked her arm around him and said, "But the first sentence is true. I'm super healthy."

It's healthy, but very naughty.

Because of lack of understanding, people feel worried.

Cheng Ying decided to go into a bookstore and buy some books about pregnant women when she passed by one.

Jingzhi was completely unaware of this and calmly came over to hook his chin, "Xiaoying, I'm serious."

"Speaking of which, it's almost four months. Do I need to... not wear that thing at night? I can't get pregnant again anyway."

The fat man was still at the stairs. He was embarrassed and annoyed, but he couldn't bear to do anything to her. He could only pinch her fingers with a little force, which made his face turn red.

【No……】

"Really not?"

【…………Let’s take another look.】

She twitched her eyebrows slightly, squinted at him, and smiled a little smugly, "Little guy, I don't know your little thoughts!"

……

"Ding dong..."

The elevator just arrived.

The fat man looked at the two people with red and pink faces with a confused look on his face, "Know what?"

[Go down!]

"Click." The fat man shuddered, and the can in his hand was dented a little. He simply finished the wine. After throwing the can into the trash can at the elevator entrance, he started pointing fingers again, "Brother Ying, you were so mean to me today."

Cheng Ying said nothing, but with a slightly red face, he walked into the elevator with Jingzhi without looking away and pressed -1.

【Why don't you come in yet?! 】

The fat man took an inquiring look at Cheng Ying's face and walked in slowly.

Brother Ying has been dating her for several years, so why does he still blush so easily?

The fat man raised his hand: "Um... what did you just say? Can I know?"

Jingzhi scratched Cheng Ying's palm with a half-smile, and glanced at him sideways. The back of his neck was turning red from the collar all the way up at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even gradually spread to the earlobes that were already pink.

Jingzhi asked the fat man: "Do you want to know?"

The fat man nodded immediately, but Jingzhi smiled and declined, "If you want to know, then go find a girlfriend. Aren't you lonely after being single for so long?"

"Ding dong."

The elevator shook slowly and the doors opened to both sides.

The fat man stretched out his hand to protect the door and let them go out first. Then he took two quick steps to catch up and walked next to Cheng Ying.

He clicked his tongue twice, and glanced at Jingzhi with some emotion:

"It's all my sister-in-law's fault. She has single-handedly increased the single rate among us brothers."

Jingzhi: "...blame me?"

Fatty: "Yeah, you're enthusiastic and cheerful, you're super nice to Brother Ying, and you're pretty too. If Brother Ying can find such a good wife, how can I, Fatty, find someone who's too inferior?"

Second-rate?

Describing a woman like this means he is destined to be a single man.

Jingzhi frowned slowly, seemingly casually, but actually giving him a serious suggestion, "Well...sometimes if you change your language habits, maybe some girls will take the initiative to pursue you."

She didn't lie.

After the fat guy lost weight, he became a strong man, but his mouth was always quiet.

……

Jingzhi sat alone in the back seat.

Although the fat man was a playboy, he was very sensible in his actions. He moved away from Jingzhi and sat in the passenger seat.

"Fatty, Ah Ying is here today after all. There's something I want you to tell me honestly."

Fatty: “What?”

Jingzhi: "Where exactly did you dig the last batch of goods from before your gang disbanded..."

Seeing the fat man's face suddenly darken and he kept quiet, Jingzhi knew that his question had crossed the line.

She hurriedly explained, "Those two small bottles you showed me the other day were... my two... ancestors' belongings. I suspect you dug up my family's grave."

"squeak--"

The car suddenly stopped at the entrance of the community. Cheng Ying stepped on the brakes and looked back at her with shock, along with the fat man.

The fat man stammered twice before finding his voice again: "Is this true? Sister-in-law, you are not lying to me, are you???"

Before Jingzhi could speak, he asked again hurriedly:

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? It's been several years now!"

Jingzhi crossed her arms and said calmly:

"Something happened to your boss, and you've been busy with your career day and night these years, so I didn't have the chance to tell him."

The most important thing is that when she saw Cheng Ying was nervous about her, an idea suddenly came to her mind.

She had to go with Cheng Ying.

After all, he couldn't let her run away alone when she was pregnant.

The fat man said "oh" without any suspicion. He just nodded his head and said to her, "The information related to this was moved to Yiling's place. Let's go look for it after dinner."