Chapter 133: Suicide Note (5)

"I'm worried that I will be exposed by you, so I'll let Li bake go when I get to your door, and I'll stay by your body and wait for you to come down. Fortunately, I didn't have to wait long, and when I felt the breath of your soul, I knew you were going out to find yourself.

I kept an eye on it in the hospital, and Xinya and Wenwen probably didn't notice. I've been taking the things I've taken out of you, including the house key, and I've put it back in your pocket, so you can see yourself and bring yourself home with you just by going out.

You said you woke up at the door and seemed to see me, yes, it was me, I settled you and you smelled you going out and turned around and walked away quickly. ”

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I finally understood that I had done none of the bad things I had done, and I was afraid that Professor Wang's research breakthrough in psychology would be in vain.

I let out a long sigh, but I didn't feel any lighter.

"Gui Mei, -----"

I didn't know for a while whether to call this girl who secretly sacrificed her life to protect me Guimei or Xiaomeng:

Xiaomeng, Xiaomeng, how can you let me say hello, I am also a person who can pass through the netherworld, I know some things over there, you told me earlier, why suffer so much for me, and be bullied by that Li gangster for a long time?

I sighed, but can others understand, can Xinya and Wenwen understand, can the police understand, just I know what problems can be solved?

While regretting Guimei's departure, while feeling distressed and grateful to Xiaomeng for making such a big sacrifice for me, I found that I didn't feel relieved at all, and I even associated Xinya's fantasy from my unwarranted sleepwalking and split personality.

I suddenly realized that Gui Mei's suicide note didn't seem to be over, and quickly turned back to the computer.

Gui Mei really hasn't finished speaking:

"You don't have to be sad about my departure, I just returned to the place that belonged to me, the next time you come to Nai He Qiaotou, what you see is no longer the ancient Meng Po who cried down the Great Wall thousands of years ago, you will find that the one who will stand in the hut at Nai He Qiaotou in the future to boil and present Meng Po soup to the souls who are eager to be reincarnated is a modern and fashionable and beautiful young woman, that is me, the descendant of Meng Po.

I should thank you for the opportunity for me to get to know Meng Po in depth, because she understood me, she taught me the skill of boiling Meng Po soup, and persuaded the official of the prefecture to let me take over her position, so that the fools who are new people can completely break off the grievances and hatreds of their previous lives and start a new reincarnation.

My life in my previous life was in vain, and being a ghost can help the unfortunate revenant soul gate let go of the grievances of the previous life and move towards a new life, should you give me a thumbs up?

When I went back at the call of Meng Po, Meng Po was already dying.

It's incredible. Whether it's a person or a ghost, letting go of the obsession in your heart is really easier said than done.

Meng Po has been like a day for thousands of years, staying at the bridge of Naihe, boiling soup, persuading the passing souls to drink the bowl of Meng Po soup that is said to be made of lovesick tears, forgetting the love and hatred of the previous life, and helping them relieve the pain of longing, but Meng Po herself has never forgotten her husband who was buried at the foot of the Great Wall.

After hearing about my experience and the love for you, Meng Po was soft-hearted and privately arranged an opportunity for me to borrow Guimei's body to be reborn. Witnessing your heart for your deceased wife, Meng Po also had mixed feelings, thinking about her husband thousands of years ago, and still in tears.

You say, Meng Po has persuaded people to let go for thousands of years, when did she really let go?

Maybe it was out of the same thoughts of her relatives, Meng Po was conscientious and self-disciplined all her life, but in the end she was defeated in front of her children, maybe it was not a serious mistake, but she lived up to the trust and expectations of the underworld, and tarnished her professional ethics.

This mistake is made with your dead wife.

Seeing that your wife refused to let go of you and your daughter, she waited day and night on the bridge of the Nai River, or curled up on the Wangxiang platform, begging Meng Po not to give her Meng Po soup.

Meng Po couldn't bear to see your wife staying there rain or shine like that, so she thought of an idea to see how strong your wife was, and decided to let your wife go to work as a coolie and a sanitation worker and gardener, and deliberately set very harsh conditions, saying that if she persevered until Meng Po was satisfied, she would see if she would open up to your wife.

Your wife did work as a gardener under Meng Po's arrangement, and she worked for a few years, in the wind and rain, just like the person you saw opposite in the heavy rain, just to be able to move Meng Po to raise her noble hand, not to drink the bowl of Meng Po soup, and to find you with the memory of her previous life. ”

I had a hunch that Xiaomeng was going to explain my wife's whereabouts, and I almost held my breath, thinking Xiaomeng, can you tell me quickly.

"Meng Po has been unable to let go of her feelings because she has done illegal things, and when she sees you, she remembers her mistakes, and as long as she hears that the superior of the inspection work is coming, she feels empty-hearted. Because she was very afraid that she would tell you the truth as soon as she couldn't bear it, she was very uncomfortable every time she saw you, and she wanted to get you away from her as soon as possible, which naturally made you feel that Meng Po was very unkind.

I think you must be anxious to know what Meng Po did to your wife, and where did your wife go?

I think it's better to let Meng Po tell you directly.

Before Meng Po died, in addition to arranging the handover of work with me, the most important thing was to explain the whereabouts of your wife. I wrote down all her deathbed words, converted them into words that you can read, and stored them in another file, the password of which was the day I first met you.

I won't forget that day, I don't want to forget that day, and I hope you remember it too. ”

Oh my God, where do I remember!

I scrolled down the mouse, hoping that Xiaomeng hadn't finished speaking, and maybe there would be clues related to that password later.

But the mouse rolled to the end, and Guimei's suicide note ended here.

Of course, I remember the first time I met Xiaomeng.

But I can't remember how many times I went down, I was still very unfamiliar with the situation below, I didn't adapt to that kind of environment, the foggy sky made people feel tightness and shortness of breath, the surrounding was so quiet that it made people feel frightened, and the taciturn of the idle or hurried ghosts was also depressing.

"Hey, got lost?"

I was looking around blankly when a crisp female voice came from behind me. I turned my head and looked, ah, what a beautiful girl with a modern atmosphere!

It is said that when people die, they will remain the same as when they died, I think it was probably because Xiaomeng cut her wrists, and her entire face and body were not harmed, so standing in front of me was a very healthy and beautiful woman, and when I looked back at her, her friendly smile when she talked to me was not gone.

"I can't talk about getting lost, and I don't know where I'm going. I smiled at her, slightly embarrassed.

Xiaomeng looked me up and down, frowning slightly: "You're not from below, you're a guest?"

"Guest?" I ...... "I stuttered a little and didn't know how to explain who I was, whose guest I was.

"You are a living soul from above, you are not dead. Are you a great immortal or a ......?"