Chinese Mo Yu sat by the window, with his back to the direction of the door, slightly sideways with his face facing the bedside table, and could only barely see the outline of a porcelain from Yan Yize's angle.

White, like a vegetable jar, but Yan Yize clearly knew that this was not a jar for vegetables, but an ash jar.

This is the ashes of his stand-in, of course, in Mo Yu's eyes, this urn contains the most important relatives in her life, her lover, and her pillar.

Seeing this scene, Yan Yize's heart felt like a big stone was blocked, and the fall was very uncomfortable.

Hearing the sound of the door closing behind him, Mo Yutou didn't reply to the order, "Put things down, you can go." ”

"Yu'er, it's me. ”

The soft voice popped out of Yan Yize's mouth, and fell into Mo Yu's eyes like a thunderclap, her body trembled involuntarily, and her body tilted slightly, as if she was about to turn around, but in the end she still didn't turn around.

She was afraid, afraid that when she turned around, she didn't see the person she had been thinking about, afraid of despair again.

That person was dead, separated from her yin and yang, in fact, she was more afraid that after turning around, the room was empty, only herself.

"Yi Ze, are you Yi Ze?"

Mo Yu's voice trembled, and her body trembled even more, showing her complicated feelings of excitement, nervousness and fear at this time.

"It's me, I'm Yi Ze. I'm back, Yu'er, what's wrong with you? Aren't you happy?"

"I'm happy, but I'm afraid. I'm afraid you'll suddenly disappear again, I'm afraid ......"

"No, I won't leave you again this time. ”

During the conversation, Yan Yize had already walked in front of Mo Yu excitedly, and looked down at Mo Yu who was in tears, his eyes were full of self-blame and guilt.

The moment she saw Yan Yize appear in her eyes, Mo Yu stood up violently and wanted to hug Yan Yize, but when her hand was about to touch Yan Yize's body, she stopped abruptly.

She didn't dare, she was afraid that she would hold an empty hug, Yan Yize was already dead, her corpse was burned to ashes, and now it was just a state of the soul, and in layman's terms, it was a ghost.

Mo Yu had never been in contact with ghosts, but he also knew that ghosts were incorporeal.

Moreover, ghosts are very afraid of the living, and according to the yang, the yang energy on the living is very heavy, which will bring harm to the ghosts.

She loves Yan Yize so much, how can she bear to hurt him?

Yan Yize didn't know that in this short moment, so many thoughts had already turned in Mo Yu's mind, and seeing Mo Yu frozen in place, Yan Yize pressed Mo Yu in his arms without hesitation.

"Yu'er, it's me, I'm back. ”

"No, we can't. I'm going to hurt you, let go of me, Yi Ze, let go of me. Mo Yu struggled desperately, wanting to get out of Yan Yize's arms, but Yan Yize's hugging was too tight, and her hand strength was too great, and she couldn't break free at all.

"Yi Ze, please, let me go. I don't want you to get hurt, I don't want you to get hurt a little bit. Mo Yu struggled and pleaded bitterly.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Yize lowered his head and frowned at Mo Yu in his arms, a little confused.

"I don't have a beard, there is a separation between yin and yang, you can't last long like us. Please, let me go. Mo Yu anxiously explained to Yan Yize.

"Are you a ghost?" Yan Yize came back to his senses and asked with a smile, seeing that Mo Yu was still struggling, he pressed her head his chest, "Don't move yet, listen carefully to see what kind of sound this is." ”

I don't know if Yan Yize's words had an effect, or if Mo Yu's reluctance to Yan Yize played a role, she struggled a little harder, and then she heard a strange "dong dong" sound in her ears.

Could it be the sound of a heartbeat, Mo Yu's eyes widened, thinking that he was hallucinating, and took the initiative to put his ears on it, this time the heartbeat sound became clearer and clearer, stronger and stronger, heavier and heavier, and faster and faster.

This is really the sound of a heartbeat, in addition to this, Mo Yu also felt the heat of Yan Yize's body, felt his temperature, and smelled the familiar smell in his bones.

All of this is telling Mo Yu a fact, Yan Yize in front of her is not a ghost, he is a living person, the most important man in her life.

Mo Yu felt like she was dreaming, but no matter whether she was dreaming now or not, she didn't want to lose Yan Yize, almost subconsciously Mo Yu hugged Yan Yize's waist with her backhand, hugged it with all her strength, and refused to let go.

"Do you still think I'm a ghost?" asked Yan Yize with a smile.

Mo Yu raised his head and looked at Yan Yize fixedly, and shook his head at him, "I don't know, but I know that I can't leave you again, and I don't want to leave you again." ”

"Fool. Yan Yize's warm lips were fiercely imprinted on Mo Yu's forehead, and he didn't leave for a long time.

"Alright, let me go. I'll have something to do with you. ”

"Don't let go. ”

"Why?"

"I'm afraid it's a dream, as long as I hold you so much, this dream won't wake up, and you won't leave me. Mo Yu looked at Yan Yize stubbornly.

"It's not a dream, I'm human, a living person. Didn't you feel it all just now?"

"I'm not sure. Mo Yu shook his head and pursed his lower lip, "You're dead, and your ashes ......"

Anyway, Mo Yu's eyes glanced at the ash altar on the bedside table, after so much time, the ash altar was still there, which made Mo Yu a little confused.

Why is it still there? Since Yan Yize appeared in the dream, shouldn't the columbarium disappear?

But after thinking about it, Mo Yu suddenly felt that he was taking it for granted.

Dreams are all bizarre, there are no rules, what should appear and what should disappear.

"I didn't die, I actually directed the car accident. ”

"I don't believe it. You don't have to lie to me, I know, I know everything. I can't bear you, I don't want to leave you, but I don't want to deceive myself. You're dead, you're really dead, I saw your body with my own eyes, I ......"

Mo Yu seemed to be stunned, no matter how Yan Yize explained, he never accepted Yan Yize's resignation.

In the end, Yan Yize could only shake his head helplessly, and when Mo Yu excitedly denied him, he raised his hand and flicked it on Mo Yu's head.

"What are you doing!" Mo Yu raised his head and looked at Yan Yize with some annoyance.

"Does it hurt?" Yan Yize asked with a smile.

"You're still bullying me when you're dead!" Mo Yu glared at him, just about to do something, but his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at Yan Yize with a smile on his face in disbelief, and the feeling that came to his mind flashed in his mind.

She could feel the pain, then - it wasn't a dream at all, everything was real.

Yan Yize is still alive, he is not dead, he is here alive, being held by her.

"Now you believe it?" Yan Yize asked as he looked at Mo Yu with a smile.

What answered Yan Yize was a slap, followed by Mo Yu's crying scolding, "You bastard." ”

Just when Yan Yize subconsciously raised his hand to touch his face, Mo Yu was already stuck to his chest, crying while constantly complaining about his deception.

"I'm not ......" Yan Yize felt guilty, and just wanted to apologize, Mo Yu's slender fingers were already covering his lips, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have hit you." ”

"Fool...... I don't blame you. ”

The two hugged each other tightly, and they were reluctant to part until there was a knock at the door, and the two reluctantly parted.

"Sister, there's your phone in the living room downstairs. Outside the door was the voice of the housekeeper of the manor.

"Phone?" Mo Yu turned his head to look at the door, his brows furrowed slightly, but he still agreed, "I'll come later." ”

The footsteps were far away, and Mo Yu looked at Yan Yize's advice word by word, "Wait here for me to come back, don't go anywhere." ”

"Good. Yan Yize agreed, sat down on the edge of the bed, and urged her, "Go quickly." ”

Mo Yu walked to the door step by step, turned to look at Yan Yize before opening the door, and took a deep breath, "You must wait for me." ”

"Definitely!"

Seeing Yan Yize's heavy nod, a bright and happy smile appeared on Mo Yu's face, he opened the door and went out quickly, and soon Yan Yize's ears sounded Mo Yu's hurried footsteps.

Even if he didn't see it, he could imagine that Mo Yu was running downstairs at this time, and he could imagine how much she wanted to return here as soon as possible and how much she wanted not to be separated from him.

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