Moreover, she wouldn’t live to be ninety seven.
At the end of this month, he was going to kill her.
The fear in Bai Weiwei’s eyes vanished, and she was a little shy.
“Yes ah. You’re already a ghost, yet you’ve always been by my side, this is also a kind of waiting.”
After she finished, she went silent again, seemingly working up the determination to say, “Little Gege, I won’t live too long. I won’t let you wait for many years.”
Ji Yongchuan couldn’t pull out a smile, “What stupid things are you saying? A living person shouldn’t always talk about death.”
Bai Weiwei said, “With you, I am not afraid of death.”
Ji Yongchuan gripped her hand, staring at the front of Naihe Bridge, he suddenly said: “That is still up ahead, do you want to see Meng Po.”
Bai Weiwei: Don’t want……
But, it was too late to refuse, Ji Yongchuan had already dragged her over.
They walked across the Naihe Bridge to the Wangxiang1 pavilion.
On the platform, an old woman with a hunched back was cooking soup, her cloudy eyes shifted a bit, “Living people also come to drink Meng Po’s soup, this old lady’s soup has become so renowned?”
Ji Yongchuan smiled coldly when he heard this, “Who came to drink your broken soup, I brought my Niangzi out on a date.”
Meng Po looked at him deeply, and revealed a strange smile, “Later if you want to drink, you may have to beg me.”
Originally he wanted to come out for a date, he had no interest in this old woman.
Meng Po’s soup caused people to forget the past.
If Bai Weiwei drank it, she would forget him completely.
Bai Weiwei was curious, “Hello granny, this soup can really make people lose their memory?”
Meng Po: “It works for ghosts, it’s presumably useless for you.”
Bai Weiwei kept her smile unchanged, “That’s good, I have someone I can’t forget, so it’s for the best that it doesn’t work.”
Ji Yongchuan couldn’t help but glance at her when he heard her.
He noticed her fingers lightly scratched his palm, and heard her softly say: “Don’t be afraid, little Gege. I won’t drink this when I die, so I won’t forget you.”
These words stuffed his empty chest full of tenderness.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 55.】
Ji Yongchuan’s cold face became gentle again, yet it wasn’t forced.
Rather, it was a faint tenderness from the heart.
Suddenly, Bai Weiwei spotted a large stone beside her.
On its surface, it read Sansheng1 stone.
Ji Yongchuan followed her line of sight, “This is the Sansheng stone, if we carve our names on the Sansheng stone, then our fates will be tied for three lives.”
On the Sansheng stone, they could also see their previous and next lives.
But he was a ghost born in the land of chaos, no past life, and no expected future life.
What was Bai Weiwei’s previous life?
Just as he thought of this, he saw Bai Weiwei rushing to the stone with an excited expression, “Really, then let’s also bind our fates for three lives.”
The stone emitted a soft light, like a rippling mirror.
Within the mirror, she was wearing a red cloak, appearing delicate and cute.
And he stood by her side.
Tall figure, red robes, silver armor, bold evil qi.
This was what they looked like in this life.
But neither of them had a past or future life.
Ji Yongchuan frowned, what was going on, what about Bai Weiwei’s previous life?
And she didn’t have a future life……
Ji Yongchuan heart had a sharp pain, she was doomed to have her soul fly and spirit scatter leaving no trace. Where could she get a next life?
Bai Weiwei reached out and wrote it seriously.
Bai Weiwei, Ji Yongchuan.
Then she smiled with a silly face, “You see, little Gege? We have three lives and three worlds. From this life, to the next life, to the next life after, we can both be together.”
Words that were naive to the point of ridiculousness.
Even so, he couldn’t laugh at all.
She continued happily: “When I die, we can be reborn together, and then meet and fall in love, live to be ninety nine, die and then come to write on the Sansheng stone again.”
Ji Yongchuan suddenly couldn’t listen.
However, she was eager to say: “In this way, after each of our lives we’ll write on the Sansheng stone, until there are countless three lives and three worlds.”
Ji Yongchuan couldn’t say anything, he finally wasn’t able to help saying: “You’re not afraid of me tricking you?”
Bai Weiwei blanked, then immediately laughed, “No, I trust you.”
These words wounded his soul and hurt his heart.
It also brought an irrepressibly maddening throbbing.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 60.】
1: 望乡台, Wàng Xiāng Tái, Home viewing pavilion. A pavilion souls visit on the journey to the Underworld, it lets them see their loved ones in the human world one last time.↩
2: 三生石, Sān Shēng Shí, Three Lives Stone. The chapter itself covers it’s function.↩
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Moreover, she wouldn’t live to be ninety seven.
At the end of this month, he was going to kill her.
The fear in Bai Weiwei’s eyes vanished, and she was a little shy.
“Yes ah. You’re already a ghost, yet you’ve always been by my side, this is also a kind of waiting.”
After she finished, she went silent again, seemingly working up the determination to say, “Little Gege, I won’t live too long. I won’t let you wait for many years.”
Ji Yongchuan couldn’t pull out a smile, “What stupid things are you saying? A living person shouldn’t always talk about death.”
Bai Weiwei said, “With you, I am not afraid of death.”
Ji Yongchuan gripped her hand, staring at the front of Naihe Bridge, he suddenly said: “That is still up ahead, do you want to see Meng Po.”
Bai Weiwei: Don’t want……
But, it was too late to refuse, Ji Yongchuan had already dragged her over.
They walked across the Naihe Bridge to the Wangxiang1 pavilion.
On the platform, an old woman with a hunched back was cooking soup, her cloudy eyes shifted a bit, “Living people also come to drink Meng Po’s soup, this old lady’s soup has become so renowned?”
Ji Yongchuan smiled coldly when he heard this, “Who came to drink your broken soup, I brought my Niangzi out on a date.”
Meng Po looked at him deeply, and revealed a strange smile, “Later if you want to drink, you may have to beg me.”
Originally he wanted to come out for a date, he had no interest in this old woman.
Meng Po’s soup caused people to forget the past.
If Bai Weiwei drank it, she would forget him completely.
Bai Weiwei was curious, “Hello granny, this soup can really make people lose their memory?”
Meng Po: “It works for ghosts, it’s presumably useless for you.”
Bai Weiwei kept her smile unchanged, “That’s good, I have someone I can’t forget, so it’s for the best that it doesn’t work.”
Ji Yongchuan couldn’t help but glance at her when he heard her.
He noticed her fingers lightly scratched his palm, and heard her softly say: “Don’t be afraid, little Gege. I won’t drink this when I die, so I won’t forget you.”
These words stuffed his empty chest full of tenderness.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 55.】
Ji Yongchuan’s cold face became gentle again, yet it wasn’t forced.
Rather, it was a faint tenderness from the heart.
Suddenly, Bai Weiwei spotted a large stone beside her.
On its surface, it read Sansheng1 stone.
Ji Yongchuan followed her line of sight, “This is the Sansheng stone, if we carve our names on the Sansheng stone, then our fates will be tied for three lives.”
On the Sansheng stone, they could also see their previous and next lives.
But he was a ghost born in the land of chaos, no past life, and no expected future life.
What was Bai Weiwei’s previous life?
Just as he thought of this, he saw Bai Weiwei rushing to the stone with an excited expression, “Really, then let’s also bind our fates for three lives.”
The stone emitted a soft light, like a rippling mirror.
Within the mirror, she was wearing a red cloak, appearing delicate and cute.
And he stood by her side.
Tall figure, red robes, silver armor, bold evil qi.
This was what they looked like in this life.
But neither of them had a past or future life.
Ji Yongchuan frowned, what was going on, what about Bai Weiwei’s previous life?
And she didn’t have a future life……
Ji Yongchuan heart had a sharp pain, she was doomed to have her soul fly and spirit scatter leaving no trace. Where could she get a next life?
Bai Weiwei reached out and wrote it seriously.
Bai Weiwei, Ji Yongchuan.
Then she smiled with a silly face, “You see, little Gege? We have three lives and three worlds. From this life, to the next life, to the next life after, we can both be together.”
Words that were naive to the point of ridiculousness.
Even so, he couldn’t laugh at all.
She continued happily: “When I die, we can be reborn together, and then meet and fall in love, live to be ninety nine, die and then come to write on the Sansheng stone again.”
Ji Yongchuan suddenly couldn’t listen.
However, she was eager to say: “In this way, after each of our lives we’ll write on the Sansheng stone, until there are countless three lives and three worlds.”
Ji Yongchuan couldn’t say anything, he finally wasn’t able to help saying: “You’re not afraid of me tricking you?”
Bai Weiwei blanked, then immediately laughed, “No, I trust you.”
These words wounded his soul and hurt his heart.
It also brought an irrepressibly maddening throbbing.
【Ding, the male lead’s favorability is at 60.】
1: 望乡台, Wàng Xiāng Tái, Home viewing pavilion. A pavilion souls visit on the journey to the Underworld, it lets them see their loved ones in the human world one last time.↩
2: 三生石, Sān Shēng Shí, Three Lives Stone. The chapter itself covers it’s function.↩
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