Chapter Ninety-Seven: Crispy, Who Are You?

Hearing this, Guan Mihe raised his head, he had already thought of something, and reached out and pinched his arm hard, it hurt, it was true.

Can...... If so, why is the rice still three years old?

Don't......

He was frightened by his own thoughts, but his eyes fell on the ground, and his son had no shadow at all, and he fell to the ground.

"Y-You've been in the house?"

"yes, why don't you save me." Guan Daomi bit off the candy in his mouth and shouted.

Guan Mihe touched a handful of tears and said, "Child, it's not that I won't save you, when Dad dragged you and A-Ying up, you were already out of breath, I'm sorry, if Dad was faster, woo woo woo ......"

Memories opened like a flood, and he fell to his knees and wept bitterly.

After a while, his pale face turned red and he couldn't breathe, and his chest kept rising and falling.

"Uncle Guan!" Mu Wanshu hurriedly walked over, gently held his wrist, and a red light slowly entered his body.

She turned her head and said with a serious look in her eyes: "This matter is not Uncle Guan's fault, Uncle Guan jumped into the water and saved you regardless of his own safety, but you have been staying for too long, and there is no way to save you!" ”

Guan Mihe took a few breaths, then relieved himself and said, "I'm sorry, the kid ......"

Guan Daomi clenched his teeth, his face was still full of hatred, and he muttered: "If you die, you will die, but if other children die, they will be remembered......"

He was always forgotten.

Thinking of these lonely moments, the dark fear in the water, he couldn't say how uncomfortable it was, how good it would be if he lived.

Mu Wanshu frowned slightly, and explained softly and glutinously.

"Uncle Guan, the baby has passed away, why doesn't the house hang a white cloth, and no one remembers to incense the baby?"

Hearing this, Guan Mihe's tears kept flowing, and he choked up and said: "The big office in the house, white cloth draperies, all of them, Ah Ying was four years old at the time, and when she woke up, she asked at the first glance, where is my younger brother, what about my younger brother...... Ying'er was smart and could see at a glance that something had happened to the rice. ”

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued.

"Ying'er didn't eat or drink for three days, she was crying when she was awake, her body was weak, she couldn't hold on, she fainted, she finally woke up, her head was deviated, she didn't remember that she had a younger brother, the doctor said that her life would be in danger if she was stimulated again, but for so many years, the maid next to Ying'er said that she still had nightmares from time to time to find her brother."

Guan Daomi bit her lower lip and said, "Sister... I don't remember the rice......"

Guan Mihe burst into tears after hearing this, and said: "Rice, it's my father who is sorry for you, if you want your father to die, my father will go to see you, but my father hopes that you can let go of your resentment and be reincarnated, okay?" ”

Guan Daomi's fist loosened and clenched, and after repeating it three times, he took a deep breath, sucked back all the resentment on the man's body, and watched the red light slowly appear on his face.

After a long time, he spoke: "Okay, you don't have to die, but I have one condition. ”

"Say, rice, you say, even if you want your father's life, your father will give it to you." Guan Mihe nodded and cried.

Now, he can feel the smell of the rice, similar to the one he had when he was sick.

In the past few years, Daomi has been living in hatred, hating him as a father, but the hatred is good, if only it was timely at that time.

There won't be so many changes in the family.

Guan Daomi's eyes flashed slightly, he clenched his fists and bowed to Mu Wanshu, "Can you help him erase his amnestics?" ”

"Hmm~?" A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Wanshu's eyes.

She turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Uncle Guan's strange eyes, hum, this little boy is quite smart, this Uncle Guan is suspicious, she must be erasing this memory.

Guan Mihe said in a high voice: "This... Do you know each other? Crispy, who are you? ”

Mu Wanshu tilted her head slightly, and said simply: "Crispy is just a little girl who is less than five years old!" ”

"She's a unicorn beast." The corners of the mouth of the rice are slightly hooked.

He is actually twenty years old, but now he is a three-year-old heart, and just now the Qilin tied him up, and he was still very fierce, this is a return gift to the Qilin.

Mu Wanshu: "!! ”

The little vole said angrily: "Squeak squeak~!" ”

"This ......" Guan Mihe was stunned, the little girl in front of him turned out to be Qilin, he opened his mouth, and he didn't know what to say.

Mu Wanshu glanced at the boy.

Guan Daomi understood, his eyes were full of tears, and he shouted: "Dad, live well with your sister!" ”

"Hey!" Guan Mihe cried and raised a smile in response.

In the next second, with a wave of Mu Wanshu's hand, the man slowly fell to the ground, she pulled the futon down and said, "Uncle Guan, Susu is offended!" ”

As she spoke, she bent down.

Squeak –

Guan Mi closed the door and looked at his father one last time through the gap, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his heart was sour.

After reading for seventeen years, it was all in vain.

Mu Wanshu raised her head and looked at the slightly round moon, and then, she looked sideways at the sad boy and asked, "Do you still have any wishes?" ”

"Resurrection..."

"Crispy advises you to think about it~"

“……”

The two little ones have a chat with each other.

Suddenly, Guan Daomi said, "I want to go to my sister's dream and meet her, and when I die, she must be in pain." ”

"Okay." Mu Wanshu nodded and agreed.

In dreams.

Guan Ying looked at the fog rising around her, spinning around, this ...... Where is this?

"Master~ Crispy brought you a little friend." Mu Wanshu walked over from the fog with the weeping boy.

Guan Ying frowned slightly, looked at the familiar face, and put her hand on her head.

Guan Daomi looked very distressed, his sister forgot him, this is not a picture he wants to see, thinking of the happy time of playing together as a child.

He walked over and said.

"Sister, I'm rice, do you remember me? You don't have to worry, I'm doing well now, I just miss you, come and see you. ”

"Rice?" Guan Ying muttered to herself, "I hope that my family will have a good harvest every year, so I call it rice ......."

She squatted on the ground by herself, with a splitting headache, as if there was a thunderbolt about to split her severely, and the next second, she suddenly fell into the river.

Sekimi struggled.

Guan Ying slowed down for a while, she looked around, and immediately ran to the drowning boy, she picked up the boy and walked to the shore.

But you can't swim to the shore.

Soon, her physical strength was exhausted, and she slowly sank to the bottom of the water, and the water instantly submerged her.

"Sister!" Guan Daomi opened her eyes and saw her sister who had fallen into the water, and dived into the water to rescue her.

At this time.

Guan Ying's mind already remembered what she had forgotten when she was a child, it turned out that she was not a bad brain, but she had forgotten the most important person.

Her brother who has died.

Guan Daomi saw her sister open her eyes, smiled and bent down and asked, "Sister, are you okay?" ”

Guan Ying saw her three-year-old brother, she covered her mouth and cried, saying, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't protect you, it's all my fault......"