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I was shocked when I heard it, I never thought that Hu Guyue would have such a thing going on behind him. I stretched out my arms to embrace him and comforted him, "It's alright, it's all in the past now."

"No." Hu Guyue refused to lift his face out of her lap no matter what. I reached out my hand to touch it, and discovered that his face was already wet, "I can see the result, but I can't change it, it's very painful, especially you who are closest to me. You clearly know that she's going to die, but you can't do anything about it.

"Didn't you tell her that if she didn't believe you, we wouldn't be able to change that either?" I suddenly understood why Hu Guyue was so calm when he told us that he killed his mother. It was because he knew that his mother was going to die anyway.

But every time he talked about his fucking death, he was miserable, and he didn't resent what his mother had done to him, and he was even more powerless to change it when he saw that his mother was going to die.

The pain of knowing the result but being unable to change the result is something that I can imagine, but I am unable to experience it for myself.

Hu Guyue, who was half-lying in my embrace, shook his head at me, and cried while suppressing his emotions: "No, it's not like that. If I hadn't told her she was going to die, maybe she wouldn't have hit me in those few days.

As he said this, his voice abruptly stopped as he dived into my embrace and hugged my waist. He burst into tears and said, "Big Sis Chen, I'm not a jinx and I'm not a jinx. I just — I've been able to see those things since I was young. I don't want to see it, I don't! But I can see, why? "

Hu Guyue lifted his head abruptly, his teary eyes clear as they reflected my figure. He shook his head with incomparable pain: "Why can't you all see, just me? But let me see why I can't change anything. What did I do wrong to let me see this? "

His eyes were filled with tears, and my heart tightened as well. Pressing his head into my chest, I softly caressed his back as I sang to him from my mother's song when he was young, "Little Ya, sleep well. The lights are already turned off, don't think about sleeping, baby will sleep obediently and sweetly."

Hu Guyue's crying voice quieted down along with my singing. His two hands tightly embraced me as he asked in a low voice, "Why is it that I've always been different from others since I was young?"

"I'm also different from others? And Ceng Xiaoqiang, Grey Immortal, Liu Kunsheng, are all different from the others? " I gently caressed his little head and said dexterously: "Didn't you choose to leave the house with Liu Kunsheng because you want to learn something, and do your best, so that you can one day change what you see?"

"I don't know how strong Liu Kunsheng is either, but he's probably the most powerful person I know or a ghost right now. At that time, I'll have him teach you, and one day you will change what you want to change." I raised his head and looked at him seriously: "If he isn't here these few days, I won't dare to recklessly teach you. How about tomorrow, Grey Immortal teach you some basics to enter, and when Liu Kunsheng returns, I'll teach you something more difficult? "How about it?"

"Young mistress Chen." Hu Guyue slowly lowered his head, and did not speak further.

I sat quietly in the doorway with him. I didn't say anything more, knowing that his mind still needed to calm down.

Slowly my legs went numb, and just as I was hesitating whether I should call Hu Guyue to get up and go back to my room to sleep, my mother opened the door in her pajamas and walked towards us with a yawn.

She didn't even stop when we got there. She just pushed at the door and lifted her foot. It was only because I held her foot that she didn't step on my leg.

"Qin Chenmo, what are you doing sitting here so late in the night?" My mother was so frightened that her face turned pale. She immediately lost all her sleepiness and scolded me, "You don't feel cold sitting on the ground. If you can't sleep, don't you want to see if your brother kicked the blanket."

I was stunned for a while before I remembered that the disciple she was referring to was the Hu Guyue who had swollen eyes from crying beside me.

She pointed at Hu Guyue who had his head buried in the ground, and then pulled me away as though she just saw him. She anxiously pulled Hu Guyue up, and when she saw his red eyes, she glared at me: "Are you courting death? You didn't call me when he cried like this? "

When going up against Hu Guyue, she was so gentle that water seemed to be dripping from her mouth. She spoke with a childish voice, "Sanhe, be good. It is only right that you start to panic now.

Blood Duck was my favorite dish. Whenever I was unhappy when I was young, my mother would use this method to coax me. Evidently, she was also using this method to coax Hu Guyue.

"En!" Hu Guyue gave a light grunt, raised his head and looked at me, "Young mistress Chen, what about the mother and child under the bus stop?"

He didn't explain himself, but I knew that this was his greatest misfortune. I smiled at him and said, "I'll take you to the town tomorrow. Believe it or not, it's up to them. "

No one can guarantee anything about this, Hu Guyue's tense body loosened up, then he nodded to me and followed my mother back to her room.

However, my heart became heavy because of this, and from the looks of it, Liu Kunsheng could tell that her mother was going to die, that's why she said such strange things to me, and didn't allow Hu Guyue to tell me about them.

Returning to bed, listening to my mother's low singing coming from next door, I immediately fell asleep. This time, I didn't have that strange dream again, but my mind had always felt a clear and cold feeling, as if Liu Kunsheng's hand was on my forehead.

When I woke up in the morning, Hu Guyue had been with me the whole time, looking eagerly at me.

In the end, he was still an eight-year-old child. No matter how mature he looked, his temperament was still unstable.

I washed up and helped my mother kill the ducks. While my mother was giving the ducks some hair, I greeted her and brought Hu Guyue to town.

Hearing that we were going to the town, she waved her hands, and then gave each of us one hundred yuan each. "Don't play around, come back for lunch, your father is also coming back for lunch."

I knew that she was reminding me that if I promised to come back for lunch and not come back, my father would give me more — bamboo shoot fried meat.

Hu Guyue held the 100 yuan and looked at my mother bashfully.

She waved her hand grandly. "Buy some snacks and leave it at home. After the household registration is done, you can't be like your elder sister and act wildly every day. You have to study hard."

"Yes." Hu Guyue pursed his lips, and tactfully did not say much.

Hu Guyue and I rode the village bus to the town. Not bothering to travel, we went straight to the bus stop.

He waited until almost noon, but he still did not see the mother and son.

Just as he was getting anxious, he saw a bus slowly approach.

Hu Guyue suddenly tensed up and said to me: "There's black air on this bus, that kind of evil black air."

When they were searching for the white-faced corpse in the glass jar, Liu Kunsheng had taught him how to look at the black Qi.

If he brought death with him, he would see blood, and he would die.

I couldn't see any of this, and my heart tightened, but I had no idea what was going to happen, and I looked around.

He saw the mother and son coming out of the alley. When the child saw the bus, he pointed at it and laughed out loud, "Car, car."

His mother followed him and said, "It's a car, don't run."

"Hehe!" "Car!" The little child was especially happy as he ferociously ran forward.

The bus was about to enter the station when it suddenly turned sideways and was about to crash into the street.

I was so scared that my eyes turned white. I immediately shouted, "Be careful of the car!"

Hu Guyue quickly followed behind me and rushed out as well.

Her mother, too, was pale with fright. She took a few big steps forward and pushed the child towards me.

I grabbed the child in one hand and heaved a sigh of relief. However, just as I was about to let out a sigh of relief, I heard an urgent voice from the air, followed by Hu Guyue's agonized and indignant roar.

Instinctively pressing the little child against my chest, I could almost hear my own heartbeat and the sound of my mother's bones breaking.