On the hot dog days, Sang Apple sat on the mat and ate watermelon, holding half of the watermelon bigger than her head, leaving only a little red flesh underneath.

Sang Apple sat in front of the air conditioner, the cold wind hit the door, and the bangs in front of his forehead were all blown open, and his heart was cold and his heart was flying.

From time to time, she glanced back at the female ghost floating next to her.

The female ghost hung upside down in the air, her hair down, swaying, looking weird and scary.

"By the way," Sang Apple asked, putting down the spoon and looking at the female ghost, "have you been home?"

"It's a bit far from here," the female ghost said slowly, "I'll be very corrupt if I leave Master Qiao for a long time now. ”

Sang Apple asked, "Are you homesick?"

The female ghost held her face, her hair fluttering upwards from her sideburns, she shook her head and said, "It's useless to think about it, as long as they live safely." ”

"What are you afraid of, go back," Sang Apple put the watermelon aside and said, "Let's go with you, call Qiao Ziqian!"

"But......" The female ghost looked at the mulberry apple with some concern.

After Qiao Ziqian, who was coming out of the kitchen, heard it, he said lightly: "What did you call me just now?"

Sang Apple's back was cold, and he hurriedly said, "Ancestor, you heard it wrong......

The desire to survive can be said to be very strong.

"Then let's go to the female ghost sister's house together!" Sang Apple looked at Qiao Ziqian and said.

Qiao Ziqian reached out and untied his apron and put it away, and replied lightly: "Hmm." ”

The female ghost next to her looked a little cramped and uneasy.

After making up their minds, they were ready to go, the female ghost's home was indeed far away, although the range was still in City A, but it was no longer in the city, but in a small town on the edge.

After getting out of the car, Sang Apple and Qiao Ziqian walked on the highway that smelled of newly built asphalt, looking at the quiet town with few people.

Because Sang Apple has Qiao Ziqian by his side, he is not afraid of heat at all, and the sun is blocked, and bursts of hot wind also pass through Qiao Ziqian and become a cool breeze, a natural humanoid air conditioner.

Because the town is relatively far away from the city, there are many trees and mountains in this area, and the summer cicadas also surround the surrounding fields, green and lush rice grows, and the wind blows, layers of green waves, quiet and peaceful.

"Jingle bell—"

Several bicycles passed by, and the cheerful laughter of children reached their ears.

"I didn't expect your home to be so beautiful. Sang Apple sighed heartily.

The female ghost smiled slightly, and then looked at the white room in the distance, in patches, but she didn't know that she was looking at that room.

There are very few people walking around the town, most of them are old people, some play chess under the trees, some sew clothes, and some sit in front of the house and gossip.

The female ghost silently led them to the outside of a blue and white room.

The house is not very large, but it has a yard with grapes and trees, green grape leaves hanging on the shelves, swaying faintly, and the shade of the trees hitting the walls of the house, printed with a suitable shade of ink.

The old iron gate outside the courtyard gate was ajar, and the owner's house seemed to be behind the closed gate.

The female ghost looked at the long-lost courtyard, and naturally reached out to push the iron gate, but her hand passed through the iron gate empty, without making a sound.

She looked at her translucent hand with a lonely look in her eyes.

As soon as Sang Apple took out the handkerchief that Qiao Ziqian gave her and was about to wipe her sweat, a gust of wind blew, and the handkerchief was blown away.

"Hey, handkerchief—"

Sang Apple shouted and chased after him.

This is a limited edition handkerchief!

Limited edition of the same style, don't run away for me-

"Didi—"

The sound of the car's whistle came into the ears of several people, Qiao Ziqian turned around, and just took a step, he saw a black figure in front of him and pulled the mulberry apple in time.

Sang Apple felt that the light next to him was blocked, and the handkerchief also fell to the ground, and then, with a tightening of his wrist, he instantly fell into an embrace.

A faint aroma, a warm chest, and—

"Are you alright?"

Listening to this voice, Sang Apple was stunned for a while, until the car was gone, she reacted, looked up, and saw a familiar face that could be seen from the silhouette even with sunglasses.

"Ann, Anqi?"

Sang Apple asked in an uncertain trill.

An Qi smiled, slowly let go of the mulberry apple, reached out to help his sunglasses, and said with a smile: "It's all recognized like this?"

An Qiyu only wore a black sunglasses on his face, and was wearing a black light summer suit with a simple white T underneath, looking refreshing and approachable.

Sang Apple blushed instantly, nervously grabbing the small bag, at a loss.

Ahh

Suddenly, she remembered the handkerchief, and was just about to turn around when Qiao Ziqian grabbed her and blocked her.

Qiao Ziqian looked indifferently at An Qiyu, who was as tall as himself, and said lightly: "My child, you don't need to worry about your Excellency. ”

This is simply a domineering cub protector!

However, Sang Apple couldn't understand his words, Your Excellency, Ancestor, you are an atavism!

An Qiyu smiled slightly, clasped his hands, and said, "I didn't mean anything else, but it was too dangerous just now." ”

The mulberry apple who had just picked up the handkerchief patted the dust on the handkerchief, and there were several scars on the dark handkerchief, which was obviously crushed by the car, and she looked distressed!

The handkerchief that I finally got here!

Joe ...... Second uncle, don't be so fierce to others. Just now, he grabbed me just in time!" said Sang Apple.

Qiao Ziqian snorted coldly and said, "Turn your elbow out." ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

Can you be reasonable!

Qiao Ziqian was angry, and actually called him "second uncle" in front of this man.

The sharp-eyed Qiao saw a corner of An Qiyu's suit pocket exposed, which was a dark blue handkerchief, and the intuitive Qiao instantly understood a lot, so he knocked down the handkerchief held by Sang Apple with a black face and said, "Go back and buy you a new one, don't want this." ”

Sang Apple looked at the handkerchief that was stepped on on the ground, and was stunned for a while.

This...... Is it really a rich man?!

This is a handkerchief that she can't buy for months of part-time work!

Seeing this, An Qi chuckled lightly and did not speak.

Sang Apple blushed and wanted to walk over, but Qiao Ziqian grabbed the back of fate, and she suddenly didn't dare to take one more step, for fear that the next step would be to lock her throat.

How much does this Qiao Ziqian object to her chasing stars? Obviously, Sang Apple feels that she is chasing very rationally!

"Come—"

"Well, you're coming—"

Sang Apple and An Qiyu both spoke at the same time, and after hearing each other's words, they closed their mouths at the same time.

An Qi smiled softly and said, "You ask." ”

Three simple words make Mulberry Apple's heart thump.

There was a certain ancestor standing on the side with black lines on his face, and the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became.

Sang Apple shyly: "Mr. An, what are you doing here, are you still so swaggering, aren't you afraid of paparazzi?"

An Qiyu looked in the direction where the female ghost was standing still, which was also the location of the gate.

He said, "I have been here twice, to visit the deceased." ”

As soon as Sang Apple heard it, he understood that this old man must be the family of the female ghost.

"Hey," An Qiyu turned his head and said with a smile, "Don't talk about it, I don't want the paparazzi to take pictures." ”

The mulberry apple nodded like a woodpecker, and swore a promise: "Absolutely not!"

She's a big fan!

An Qiyu stretched out his hand to his lips, smiled slightly, and said, "It's so cute." Now that we've met, let's go in together. ”

After speaking, he looked at Qiao Ziqian, whose face was so black that he was about to drip water, turned around and walked inside, and when he passed where the female ghost was, he paused for a moment, and then came to the door, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door gently.

Mulberry Apple's heart is crazy and the deer is ramming!

Ahh

If it weren't for An Qi Yu herself, reason told her to be reserved! Sang Apple felt that she could jump up eight feet high to show her excitement!

Qiao Ziqian couldn't see it, and walked forward silently.

After a while, the door opened, and out came a middle-aged woman in a simple skirt, looking at her age, Sang Apple felt that she was about the same age as her mother.

But this aunt looks very comfortable and temperamental.

Sang Apple leaned on the female ghost and quietly asked, "Is it your mother?"

The female ghost nodded, her voice trembling a little, a little sad: "Yes...... It's Mom. ”

"It's a little message, I haven't seen you for almost half a year. The kind mother looked at An Qiyu with a smile and said.

"Teacher, I'm not busy today, so I'll come to see you. ”

An Qiyu shouted to her respectfully, with a smile on his face.

Old, old, old, teacher?!

Sang Apple looked at the female ghost next to her in shock, with a questioning expression.

The female ghost stalled her hand and said that she was very innocent: "You didn't ask me either." ”

Sang Apple turned her head sadly, took two steps forward, looked at the female ghost mother, and shouted enthusiastically: "Hello, Auntie." I am...... Your daughter's friend. ”

The embarrassed Sang Apple suddenly realized that she didn't seem to have asked her name......

Fortunately, she was witty and perfectly covered up the past.

The mother of the female ghost who heard the sound of the mulberry apple probed to look at her, and the female ghost was standing behind the mulberry apple at this time, but the mother could not see it.

The female ghost mother was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "...... Is it Xiao Ling's friend? It's the first time I've had a new guest in the house for so long, so come in. ”

Sang Apple walked in with a dry smile.

The female ghost stood at the door, looked at her mother who was close at hand, pulled out a smile, and said softly, "Mom...... I am back. ”

The female ghost mother's hand ran through her body, smiling as she welcomed the three guests into the house.

As soon as he entered the house, Sang Apple saw a white-haired old lady sitting on the sofa, the old lady was watching TV, looking a little stunned.

The female ghost mother looked at the mulberry apple, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, this is Xiaoling's grandmother, she is old, and she can't remember anything, don't be surprised." ”

Sang Apple nodded and said, "Where is it, this is a little bit of my heart, I have been abroad for several years before, including Xiaoling...... I'm only coming back now, don't mind if I'm here. ”

Lying too much is a set of realistic narratives, even though it is a white lie.

Looking at the gift in Sang Apple's hand, Xiaoling's mother smiled and said, "Actually, you don't need these, you can come just your heart." ”

Qiao Ziqian said lightly: "It's not a precious thing, take it." I'm her...... Second uncle, who came with her, she has been coming to see it for a long time. ”

Sang Apple actually knew that Qiao Ziqian's "she" was not referring to herself, but to the female ghost standing over there.

After a few excuses, Sang Apple finally put things down for various reasons.

Over there, An Qiyu was already sitting next to the old grandmother, talking to her, and the old woman didn't seem to hear clearly, and there was nothing to say.

The female ghost stood quietly in front of her grandmother, her eyes soft.

Sang Apple walked over, and just wanted to speak, the old grandmother's eyes suddenly became clear, trembling and took her hand, and said, "Xiaoling is back? ”

Sang Apple and the female ghost froze in place at the same time.

The female ghost looked at the grandmother holding the hand of the mulberry apple, her eyes were dry, but she couldn't shed a single tear, and it was impossible for the ghost to shed a second tear.

"Mom," Xiaoling's mother walked over, stretched out her hand and gently hugged the old woman, and said softly, "You admit that you are mistaken, this is Xiaoling's friend." ”

After hearing her words, the old grandmother let go of Sang Apple's hand and muttered to herself, "Hey, Xiaoling hasn't come back yet." ”

The female ghost next to her watched all this silently, and even if she spoke, they couldn't hear it.

"Grandma," Sang Apple gently took her hand and said, "Xiao Ling said that she is doing well, you don't need to worry, you need to be fine." ”

This is indeed what the female ghost said, she whispered, and Sang Apple just conveyed these words.

Xiaoling's mother was stunned, her eyes were red, and she seemed to be about to cry.

Sang Apple was at a loss for a while, she really didn't know how to comfort people.

"Teacher," An Qi said, "I heard that after people leave the world, there will be a soul in the world to protect you, and Xiao Ling has not left, but has just lived in a different way." ”

"Yes, yes. Sang Apple nodded and said.

But she inadvertently caught a glimpse of An Qiyu and looked up, and that direction was where the female ghost was.

Is she overthinking?

"Xiao Ling's father died very early," Xiao Ling's mother quietly wiped her tears and said, "Xiao Ling is a child who doesn't like to talk, she is lucky to have a cheerful friend like you, thank you for accompanying Xiao Ling." I will take good care of my grandmother, stay here, Xiaoling is a good child, if there is really a soul, she will definitely come back. I believe. ”

The female ghost bent down and reached out to help her mother wipe away her tears, but her hand passed through her mother's face, and she was lonely and empty.

Sang Apple watched this scene, her tears almost didn't break, she stood up, rubbed her eyes, and didn't let herself cry.

It's so sad.