Chapter 552

Unexpectedly, when Wen Yiren woke up, no one else remembered the name Qiulin night. Subconsciously looked at the position around your eyes, empty. At this point, I think he has gone to the company. Wen Yiren stared at the floor for a long time. Qiulin evening... What a nice name. It's a pity that you don't have a good character. Today is Yang Lanlan's birthday. Wen Yiren promised to accompany Yang Meimei to the cemetery. As a sleepy ghost, Yang Lanlan must be sleeping now. Let her have a dream for Yang Meimei. Specially put on a black dress, it looks warm and pleasant, and the body is getting longer and longer. Bayberry stood by the car waiting, holding a large bunch of flowers in her hand“ Sister Yiren, thank you for accompanying me to visit my sister. "“ No harm. "“ Sister Yiren, do you think she is reincarnated now? " reincarnation? The woman doesn't want to go because she's in hell. In fact, it's not that I don't want to go, but that my long cherished wish has not been fulfilled“ Do you miss her? "“ Of course, I always believe that my sister was killed by the boss of the divination shop. The boss must not be human. My parents don't believe anything. "“ Meimei, there are ghosts in the world. " Wen Yiren looked serious. Yang Meimei looked at Wen Yiren, "sister Yiren, can you see it?"“ Um. "“ Can you see my sister? "“ You can rest assured that she is not in the world. "“ Well, I hope she's reincarnated. " I can see that the two sisters have a very good relationship. Wen Yiren accepted bayberry as an assistant because of Yang Lanlan. She always felt that she could stop her. In the evening, there was a battle with the cemetery. The grave was very cloudy and wet everywhere. The air was cold and warm. Looking at the sky, it was filled with dark fog. It's full of the smell of the dead“ Sister Yiren, my sister's tombstone is here! " Wen Yiren looked down. The tombstone was a picture of Yang Lanlan before his death. He was young and beautiful and smiled happily“ Conveniently picked some wild flowers from the nearby haystack and put them on the tombstone, "I'll wait for you there. You can talk with your sister."“ OK. " Yang Meimei's parents couldn't catch up with their work in other places. Yang Meimei didn't dare to come alone, so she contacted Wen Yiren. Watching Yang Meimei muttering on the tombstone, Wen Yiren sighed, took out her mobile phone and sat in the group. Hanging Ghost: the sleeping ghost is sleeping. She is awake 24 hours a day. Drowned Ghost: My Lord, I'm going to reincarnate soon! Wen Yi raised his eyelids and said congratulations. Just then, the hem was pulled. Subconsciously, he bowed his head. He was a very lovely little boy. His eyes were big, watery, tender, and his skin was white with abnormal whiteness, and there was some cyan under his eyes. At the moment, the little boy was pulling the warm and pleasant clothes and looked at her curiously, "sister, you look so beautiful!"“ Ouch, "Wen Yiren smiled instantly," you are also very cute. "“ Big sister, you smell good. " Wen Yiren looked around. There was no one but bayberry. Slightly bent down, reached out and rubbed the top of the little boy's hair, "children, are you here alone, mom and dad?"“ When I saw my sister you were beautiful, I followed her. Sister, can you play with me? " Wen Yiren glanced at the ground, where there was only his own shadow“ Children, go quickly, your mother will be worried! " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.