The mascot of the wishing shop is a cat.

Lin Xiyue took out the hypnosis card, held it in her hand, closed her eyes, and silently infused it with energy.

A wisp of white smoke slowly drifted out of the car, gradually enveloping the curtained doorway and forming a new door made of smoke.

"Okay, that's fine. Go and call An Qing."

Because Lin Xiyue was maintaining the hypnosis card, she was not yet very proficient in using her abilities, so she had some difficulty speaking.

After this, I definitely need to ask the system how to train my abilities. I'm already level one, but why is it still as difficult as when I was level zero? o(╥﹏╥)o

"An Qing, come in here for a moment, your father is calling you."

Moros was already standing next to the curtain. After hearing Lin Xiyue's words, he lifted the curtain and called out to An Qing, who was anxiously waiting outside.

"Okay! (*^▽^*)"

An Qing's energetic voice came through the door, and the next moment, An Qing walked in.

As soon as she entered, the door formed by the smoke entered her body, and Lin Xiyue's eyes lit up.

Become!

Now, An Qing is no different from before, except that a thin line of smoke extends from Lin Xiyue's hand and connects to An Qing's body.

"Dad, I'm here! ('w')"

An Qing's energetic voice filled the small space as if it were bathed in sunshine.

"Little Sunny Sky, Daddy's Little Sunny Sky, come here quickly."

An Sanxi's eyes lit up when he saw Qingkong coming over. Speaking of which, he hadn't dared to see his daughter for a long time since he started to change. He really missed her.

"Dad, I miss you so much! Are you feeling any better?"

An Qing reached the bedside in two steps, wanting to touch her father's hand, but she was a little hesitant.

Although her father did not appear deformed, he was still sickly in her eyes, and she was afraid that touching him would cause him pain.

“Little Sky, Daddy isn’t a good person, but Daddy hopes you can have a good life from now on. Daddy really, really loves you. Daddy… the person Daddy is most sorry for is your mother. She was such a good person, and she didn’t get to have a single good day with me before she left.”

As An Sanxi spoke, tears streamed down her face, her eyes filled with longing.

“Dad, I know you’re a good dad. Everything you do is for me and Mom. Mom said I shouldn’t do what you do, but you do it all for our lives. I enjoy it and can’t hate you. I’m so grateful to you and Mom for raising me. If I grow up quickly, I can help Dad with chores sooner, and Dad won’t have to do these nasty things anymore. I know Dad actually wants to be a good person.”

An Qing's face was full of seriousness as she repeated what her mother had told her. She really was a very sensible child.

“Good boy, phew, my little Qingkong is a good boy. Come on, you… phew… go to the brick next to Daddy’s bed.”

An Sanxi's eyes glistened with tears, and he spoke with some shortness of breath, but he still insisted that An Qing come to his bedside.

“You must remember, huff...this place is...this is where Dad saved the money for you. After Dad goes to find Mom, you...huff...you take all the things in here and go to your Grandma Luo, huff...please...please her to take you in.”

An Sanxi's breathing became increasingly labored as he spoke.

"Dad, stop talking! I don't want to go to Grandma Luo's! I have a dad! I want to be with my dad!"

An Qing felt a strong sense of unease. She knew it; she had experienced it before. Her mother had said the same thing when she passed away, only now she was entrusting herself to her father.

An Qing grasped An Sanxi's hand, her grip tightening as she held his thin, bony hand tightly, the skin clinging loosely to his bones, as if this were the only way she could hold onto her remaining family member, her father.

“My dear, little Qingkong… Daddy… Daddy missed your mommy before… Sigh… You… you know… Sigh… I love Mommy so much… So… Daddy… really… really wanted to see… Mommy soon…”

When An Sanxi spoke of Qingkong's mother, his eyes were filled with love, but also with guilt towards Qingkong.

"Then, can I come with you? I miss my mom so much. (?_?)"

An Qing's voice was trembling with tears, and she was filled with a sense of helplessness and fear.

"No... I... my little clear sky, you... huff... you haven't seen... this... slum... huff... outside, the real clear sky... here... huff... even the sky... is gray..."

At this point, An Sanxi was no longer a petty hoodlum, but a father who wanted his child to see many beautiful things.

"Good girl... listen to Daddy... take... take the things out..."

An Sanxi pointed to the brick again.

"good.(?_?)"

An Qing moved the brick aside, revealing a large package wrapped in newspaper.

The package was roughly oval-shaped, about the length of two adult men's hands and the width of one hand.

The outermost layer was old newspapers. An Qing peeled off the old newspapers layer by layer. After at least five or six layers, she saw something new: plastic bags and a lot of tape wrapped tightly in small packages, about forty-five in total.

"This... phew... in this small package, there's... about... enough... to exchange for... fifty thousand... dollars... of gold. You... you'll have to... plan how to spend it. But... phew... I shouldn't worry... worry about you, after all... after your mother passed away, you've been in charge of the family's... phew... money. My... little... little Qingkong is... phew... amazing..."

An Sanxi slowly recounted how much hardship he had endured to save up for his daughter over the years.

It's hard to believe that this is the wealth a single father in a slum could have accumulated.

"dad(?_?)!"

An Qing sobbed uncontrollably, repeatedly calling out "Dad" softly, as if doing so could prolong this time for him.

Yes, she already knew what death was; she had experienced her mother's absurdity when she was seven years old.

In the period immediately following her mother's passing, she felt as if she had lost her father at the same time.

During that time, her father drank heavily. Although he wouldn't hit her, he also wouldn't pay attention to her.

She had another high fever, and if she hadn't run into Brother Mo by chance, she might have died.

And it was also on that occasion that her father finally came back. It was on that occasion that she truly grew up, began to learn to do everything, and began to learn to love life like her mother.

"Little Sky, ...you take...the letter inside the package...and give it to...Boss Mo..."

An Sanxi kept making arrangements without stopping. The letter was at the very bottom of all the small packages. It was an unsealed letter, a thick stack that made the envelope bulge.

"Okay, here you go, Brother Mo."

An Qing had no curiosity and simply handed the envelope to Molos.

Melos took the envelope, put it away casually, and naturally took Lin Xiyue's hand that was holding the card.

？ ！！

Help you (?＞?＜)☆

(?_?)

?( 'w' )?

The two exchanged a glance for a moment, quickly reached a consensus, and then continued watching An Sanxi and An Qing's conversation.

“Little Sunny Sky… Ah… Phew… Do you remember… what your mother… told you… when she left?”

"Mom said that death is like a dandelion. Sometimes it's just a sudden gust of wind that blows it away, and some of them fly into the sky, and some fly far away. They just separate from their original families and go to find new dreams. So (?_?) So Mom also went to find new dreams."

"Yes... so, Dad... sigh... is going... to pursue his dreams too. Mom... has been waiting for Dad... for a very, very long time..."

As An Sanxi spoke, his eyes became somewhat unfocused. He stared at a point on the ceiling, as if he saw something.

"Lier, is that you coming to pick me up? I miss you so much. I've been taking good care of Xiao Qingkong, just like you told me. But I can't keep going anymore. Can I come find you? Without you by my side, I feel like the whole world is dark."

An Sanxi must have been experiencing a final burst of energy before death; he suddenly stopped breathing heavily when he spoke and was even able to sit up straight.

An Qing watched in surprise as her father sat up, shouted her mother's name towards a corner of the air, and reached out his hand as if he had grasped something.

"Lier! I'm here! It's so good that you were waiting for me!"

From Lin Xiyue and Molos's perspective, An Sanxi's upper human body stood up, while his lower body, which resembled a rat, began to twitch rapidly, as if the giant rat body was about to separate from the upper body. It arched up forcefully, and its legs were also twitching and kicking outwards.

It felt less like a struggle and more like being born!

"Since the dandelion is about to leave, do you still want to keep it?"

Meros glanced at the struggling rat's body, brought two fingers together to form a sword shape, and then swung them. A black, gaseous sword beam shot towards the rat.

An Sanxi, who had reached his hand into the air, lost his breath a moment ago, his body frozen at the moment he touched the wife he saw. The next moment, Meros's sword light reached the rat's body, instantly separating An Sanxi's normal body from his deformed form.

The mutant struggled to stand up, and the separated part was still wriggling and growing fleshy buds, seemingly trying to form a new head. However, perhaps because it did not absorb the last bit of necessary energy from Ansanxi's body, it eventually lost energy and drooped down.

"Yueyue, card!"

Suddenly, Meros shouted at Lin Xiyue and reached out his hand.

Lin Xiyue was taken aback, then, on a sudden inspiration, she placed the life card, which had been converted into an energy supply card, into Molos's hand.

After receiving the card, Meros didn't even look at it before forcefully inserting it into the aberrant interface.

"Zizzi-"

A corrosive sound rang out as the card pierced through the hole like a knife cutting through tofu. It then rapidly absorbed energy while simultaneously spraying out corrosive liquid, turning the unabsorbable waste into a puddle of liquid.

! ! ! ! !

Is this even possible? A portable version of corpse-dissolving potion???

Speaking of which, when I used this card to absorb the energy of the Spirit Flame, it actually cooperated and didn't spray any of that stuff. Otherwise, I'm afraid I would have been wanted by the police!

These hands are perfect for playing the piano!

What am I thinking now?!

……

Lin Xiyue was stunned by what she saw, her mind filled with all sorts of chaotic thoughts, and she almost dropped the hypnosis card in her hand.

"Don't just stand there, keep an eye on An Qing, don't let all our efforts go to waste."

When Moros turned around, he saw that Lin Xiyue was still in a daze. Helplessly, he tugged at the card and told Lin Xiyue to come back to her senses.

"Oh oh oh (〃′o`)"

Within the same small space, An Qing, the only one whose truth was being kept from her, was still holding her father's hand, crying her heart out.

Lin Xiyue looked around and saw that the mutation had been resolved. She felt that she couldn't keep hypnotizing him, so she went over and laid An Sanxi's remaining body flat, then covered him with a blanket and ended the hypnosis.

"woo woo woo woo"

An Qing watched as Lin Xiyue laid An Sanxi down, not daring to let go of her father's hand even though it was already quite cold.

"Now, I'm really all alone from now on! (?_?) I'll never like dandelions again!"

An Qing held her father's body and shouted loudly, as if she was venting something.

"Little Sky, why don't you come with me first?"

Lin Xiyue saw An Qing crying so hard she was almost having a seizure, so she went over and hugged her, patting her back comfortingly.

"But Dad said he was going to find Grandma Luo."

"Would you like to go see Grandma Luo?"

"No, I don't want to. They all have parents, but I don't. I don't want to go."

"So come with me. I don't have parents anymore either. You can live with me and my family's Fugui and depend on each other."

"Then, what about Brother Mo?"

"what?"

Will Brother Mo come with us?

"Hmm... him? He comes occasionally."

Seeing that An Qing was tempted but still clearly hesitant, Lin Xiyue revealed her trump card.

"Besides, you're not staying for free, you know. My little shop needs a helper; I'm simply too busy to manage on my own. You know how expensive labor is outside. So, could I hire a reasonably priced housekeeper or helper?"

An Qing glanced at Lin Xiyue, then at Mo Luosi.

She saw Lin Xiyue's earnest expectation and Mo Luosi's earnest encouragement, and finally made up her mind, nodding heavily.

"Okay! I will try my best!"

"A word is settled!"

An Qing and Lin Xiyue put their hands together, one big and one small, and then looked at Molos together.

Meros watched for a while, smiled helplessly, and stretched out his hand, placing it on top of theirs.

In the dim candlelight of the shack, three hands of different sizes were folded together, forming a small, new family, made up of three people huddled together for warmth.

“I have spatial equipment. I’ll take your father’s body out for cremation, and they’ll be happy to be buried with your mother. We’ll go see them together then.”

Meros then collected the body.

"Let's go home."

Lin Xiyue took An Qing's hand and squeezed it tightly, as if to comfort her.

"it is good!"

An Qing walked in the middle, holding Lin Xiyue and Mo Luosi's hands in each, skipping and hopping along the road.

Under the moonlight, the three shadows gradually lengthened and merged into one.

……