Song Yingying cried aggrievedly for a few minutes, and Li Yun had no way to comfort her, so she could only sit beside her and watch her cry.

Li Yun has confirmed that there is no one in the house and that Song Yingying's family is not at home. After confirming this, he stopped acting alone.

After all, this is Song Yingying's home, not a stranger's house. They weren't here for any evil ghosts or deaths, he accompanied Song Yingying to find her family, so he naturally gave her priority.

After Song Yingying cried for a few minutes, she gradually stopped her tears.

She grabbed the paper on the table and wiped away her tears. The crumpled tissue was casually thrown into the trash can by the coffee table.

Li Yun stared at the only mass of white garbage in the small trash can, his gaze frozen.

Such...... Not so good......

If Song Yingying's parents come back and see the extra paper ball in the trash can, will they be suspicious?

It may also be that Song Yingying's parents are more careless and will not notice this.

Li Yun was thinking so, when he saw Song Yingying draw a tissue again and blow his nose fiercely.

Li Yun was speechless.

One ball of paper may not attract attention, two ......

Brush.

Song Yingying pulled out another piece of paper.

She wiped tears from her eyes as she looked into the living room.

The wooden floor, coffee table, and sofa have not changed, only the TV has been replaced by an LCD screen hanging on the wall. The original TV cabinet is gone, replaced by a new white long, low cabinet. The original TV cabinet at home was stuffed with DVDs, VCDs, and many old tapes that parents were reluctant to throw away. These things also disappeared along with the TV cabinet.

There are a few more potted plants on the balcony, which are new succulents in recent years. Song Yingying couldn't name the pots of meat. She can recognize the flesh because Dr. Xiao Wang of the Department of Neurology of the Third Hospital likes to play with flowers and plants, and keeps a few small pots of fat flesh in the office and consultation room. The succulents raised at home are not the same as those raised by Dr. Xiao Wang, not only the types are different, but they are not as fat and cute as those raised by Dr. Xiao Wang.

There were also two thick coats drying on the balcony. There was a suit that she could recognize as what her father had worn before, and it was still there. Other clothes......

Song Yingying saw the unfamiliar school uniform.

Shannan Junior High School.

It was her school uniform, but the light blue style was completely different from her previous school uniform.

It's so beautiful.

Her previous school uniform was very earthy, and it was also a sportswear, but it gave people a completely different look.

Song Yingying subconsciously turned her head and no longer looked at the school uniform.

She threw away the paper ball in her hand, got up with a bang, and ran to the bedroom.

"Aren't my parents home?" She asked as she ran.

Li Yun followed behind and replied.

The master bedroom was empty and empty.

The big flower quilt on the bed and the big flower cover on the sofa are in the same style, and they also make Song Yingying feel familiar and friendly.

The change in the master bedroom is not too big, and the big furniture has not been changed. The quilt has been replaced by a fluffy and soft duvet from the previous thick quilt, and it swells at the head of the bed to look like two knife-cut steamed buns. There are no longer newspapers and magazines on the bedside table next to it, but two power strips, all of which are plugged in, and there are different brands that can be seen, and an apple tablet lying next to it. The small TV in the bedroom was also replaced with a smart TV. The TV cabinet that turned out to be stuffed with clutter was also disposed of.

Song Yingying still remembers that there were many photos of their family of three on the TV cabinet......

Song Yingying paused.

Adjacent to the wall-mounted TV, there is a bulletin board on the wall, and below it is the desk. This is her parents' desk and her mother's dressing table.

Today, the desk is still there, the cosmetics are gone, and the books, documents, paper and pens used by my parents for work are all gone. Scattered on the table were several high school introductions, the pages of which were folded. A stack of books piled up in the corner of the desk, and the titles you can see from the spine are all in primary school mathematics and primary school Chinese. The bulletin board on the wall, in the center, seems to be the same as before, except for a circle of colorful photos around it.

Song Young-young's heart trembled.

Slowly, slowly, she walked over to the colorful display board.

A family photo in a circle, dad, mom, and, two strangers......

Parents are smiling in the photo, and they can see the traces of time on their faces.

The two strangers also grew up in a photo, and the age difference between the two can be seen. The eldest brother is the elder brother, and now he should be going to take the high school entrance examination; The younger one is my sister, who still wears a double ponytail, and the baby fat has not receded. There are a lot of photos of my brother, but compared to my sister, they are pitiful. The girl had danced ballet, skateboarded, played the violin, learned calligraphy and painting, laughed wildly by the sea and in the desert, dressed like a little princess, and had the same double ponytail tied with a different beautiful hair tie in each photo, and always had a shiny hairpin on her head.

The schedule surrounded by family photos marks the time of the two siblings' exams, parent-teacher meetings, spring and autumn outings, sports meetings, cram schools and interest classes, all of which are full of work records from their parents.

Also...... Without her......

Song Young-young's body shook.

Mom and Dad still live here, but it doesn't seem to be her home anymore.

Song Yingying panicked and rushed out of the master bedroom.

Li Yun couldn't hold her, and watched her rush into the second bedroom next door.

The second bedroom is smaller in size and has a bunk bed. The bed below is piled with plush dolls, the bedding is a full set of Peppa Pig, and the bed above is clean and clean, with nothing superfluous, except for a change of pajamas on the edge of the bed. The books in the bookcase are full of reading materials for junior high school and elementary school. Two desks are placed side by side, one neatly for junior high school things, and one messy for elementary school students.

Song Yingying's footsteps stopped at the bedroom door.

windows, replaced. The sliding windows have been replaced with sliding windows, which are similar to other homes in the community. The curtains were also replaced, and the original green grass leaf pattern curtains were replaced with plain brown patterns. Her large desk with bookshelves was gone. The original glass bookcase has also been replaced with a larger one. The mosaic wardrobe has not changed, but there is a hook glued to the wardrobe door, on which hang the little girl's pajamas that do not belong to her, and there are still stains on the door that have been left after the stickers have been torn off, and the marks do not belong to her.

This is not her room.

Here, there is no trace of her life.

Song Young-young's body shook and her hand pressed against the door frame.

She felt the roughness under her fingers.

Looking down, the door frame was marked with a line.

Song Yingying's eyes widened, looking greedily at the scratches.

Her height-

From Kindergarten to Grade 1 and Grade 2...... All the way up to the first year of junior high school!

Only her height!

Song Yingying's eyes filled with tears.

She noticed the wall.

On the walls are certificates of merit and children's paintings and calligraphy.

Song Yingying saw two unfamiliar names on it.

Song Dongqing and Song ...... Ann......

Song Yingying looked at the word "An An" and was in a trance.

Her...... Brother and ...... Younger sister......

The little girl with a double ponytail and bulging cheeks when she laughed turned out to be Song An'an.

Song Yingying was at a loss, and all her mind seemed to be taken away by this name.

Her parents have a new daughter.

A healthy growing daughter.

They gave this girl, a favor that she didn't have before, a girl who had experienced a wonderful life that she had never experienced.

Moreover, the girl will continue to live in good health.

Her time was forever fixed at the age of fourteen.

She...... Already dead......

She...... Long dead......

Song Yingying grabbed the door frame, and the engraving on the door pressed against the palm of her hand, like a red-hot soldering iron lying on her flesh.

Li Yun sensed that something was wrong and reached out to grab Song Yingying.

Song Yingying was excited, and turned her head to look at Li Yun at a loss.

Li Yun paused, "Let's go." ”

Song Yingying did not answer.

"Or, wait here for them to come back?" Li Yun consulted Song Yingying's opinion, carefully looked at Song Yingying's expression, and also sensed her emotions.

Song Young-young didn't go crazy, but fell into a great sadness.

Li Yun put himself in his shoes, if he came home after many years and saw that the traces of his existence had been completely erased, and there was a new member in the family, I am afraid that he would be as lost and painful as Song Yingying.

No one else can soothe this pain.

There is no substitute for family.

A person may meet new friends and encounter new romances, but it is not possible to have new parents.

Song Yingying didn't know whether to stay or not.

She wanted to see her parents. That's the purpose of her trip.

But in case, when her parents came back, she saw a happy scene of a family of four living in harmony, and she ......

Song Yingying bit her lip.

"Let's ask the neighbors." Li Yun said suddenly.

Song Yingying relaxed her resistance and stood up with the strength that Li Yun pulled her.

She was led by Li Yun and walked forward with her head down.

"I know." Song Yingying suddenly spoke.

Li Yun turned around.

"I know they have new children. I, I know I'm dead......" Song Yingying didn't cry, her voice was very soft, as if she was crying, "I know that ghosts can't stay with living people, that's not good for living people, and it's not good for ghosts." Those who are alive should continue to live and have a new life of their own. I know all of this......"

Song Yingying's tears seemed to have cried just now, and only crying was left.

"Xiaoqiu, she stayed with her parents, I didn't agree with it in my heart, but I was very envious. She has a home to go back to, her parents still love her, and she loves her parents. I ...... in my heart I thought that if she stayed at home like this, something would happen sooner or later. Her parents couldn't get out, and neither could she. Sooner or later, she will ...... I'm shady. I'm jealous of her. ”

The "Xiaoqiu" mentioned by Song Yingying is naturally Wang Yiqiu.

Wang Yiqiu still stays at home and spends time with her parents day and night. Her mother, Li Jingjing, also knew that Wang Yiqiu was at home. Although the mother and daughter couldn't see each other and couldn't speak, they could feel each other's company.

This is certainly not a good thing.

Yin and yang are separated.

Ghosts and humans cross that line and come into frequent contact with each other, which will only bring calamity.

Song Yingying has been a ghost for so long, and Yin Shikang, an old-timer, has also heard of and seen many tragedies with her own eyes.

She was both envious and sympathetic to Wang Yiqiu in her heart.

That won't end well.

After experiencing the incident of Yu Xingxing in the Central Hospital, she was even more firm in this opinion.

Ghost is always an unstable existence that cannot control itself.

There is no good influence on them by the living, only bad. This influence, in turn, will cause them to harm the living.

But when Song Yingying returned to her previous home, saw a completely different house, and peeked into her parents' new life, she couldn't help but have fantasies.

If she hadn't misunderstood her mother, hadn't developed hatred, and she had been following her parents since she died, telling them about her existence, what would their family be like now?

There will be her posthumous photos and offerings at home, and those photos of her will be kept, right?

Her desk, her bookcase, her cot, her toys, her certificates......

This will still be her home, right?

Song Yingying clenched Li Yun's hand.

"Who are you looking for?"

There was a voice at the door.

Li Yun was taken aback.

The sound insulation of the old house is not good, and the new security door does not block the conversation in the hallway.

Uncle Li panicked for a moment, but he quickly replied fluently: "Is this the home of Song Yingqun and Yu Huiying?" ”

The boy, who was still in the stage of changing his voice, replied suspiciously: "Yes...... Do you have anything to do with them? ”

"Oh, that's the ......" Uncle Li raised his voice and reminded Li Yun and Song Yingying in the house. He spoke very slowly, dragging his feet.

Li Yun glanced at Song Yingying, guessed the identity of the boy outside the door, and saw that Song Yingying's mood was stable, but she had no intention of going out, so she temporarily let go of the hand holding Song Yingying and walked through the door first.

When Uncle Li saw Li Yun, his spirit was relieved.

Li Yun looked at the boy at the door.

The boy wears a puffer jacket, but it doesn't have a zipper, so that the thin T-shirt inside can be seen. He didn't feel cold at all, but was full of energy, looking at Uncle Li vigilantly, like a little tiger, opening his teeth and dancing his claws, trying to show his momentum.

Compared with the photo, Song Dongqing's real person looks more similar to Song Yingying. Especially the vigilant demeanor of the two sisters and brothers, who are as vigilant as rabbits, and the full curiosity under that demeanor, are exactly the same.

Li Yun hurriedly gave Uncle Li a brief introduction to the current situation of the Song family.

Before they came, they only knew that after Song Yingying's death, her mother became pregnant again, and they didn't even know whether the child was male or female, let alone that the couple had another child after that.

Uncle Li does not have a wide range of friends like Aunt Li, but there is an Aunt Li with a wide range of friends as his wife, and he usually listens to a lot of things about the East family and the West family. In the past few years, there has been a wave of family dispute mediation programs across the country, and the majority of middle-aged and elderly groups have shown a strong enthusiasm for such programs. Uncle Li is one of the few people who is not keen on this, but he can't stand Aunt Li from controlling the remote control at home, Uncle Li can't help but listen to the quarrels between parents, children, brothers and sisters every dinner time, and he has to be forced by Aunt Li to make a speech.

At this moment, Uncle Li had already gone through the common conflicts of families with many children in his mind, and recalled a set of rhetoric used by those mediators to soothe people's hearts. Just thinking about it, he got stuck.

Few of the parties in those mediation programs are juvenile. Communication with teenagers is another category.

Uncle Li's own three children, not to mention that Li Qinghui and his three siblings were mainly taken care of by Aunt Li back then, even the three of them have long passed the period of youth and rebellion, and they are about to enter retirement and old age. Uncle Li can't even recall what kind of temper the three children from the family were like when they were adolescence.

Uncle Li wasn't sure about Song Yingying's condition inside the door, and he couldn't guess how the boy in front of him would react.

When my sister and brother met for the first time, they were in a state of thunder, and something unpleasant happened......

Uncle Li thought quite far, which shows how much the relationship with Aunt Li has had on him.

"Who are you?" Song Dongqing broke the silence.

This kid didn't think about the problems that Uncle Li was thinking about at all. His vigilance is obviously much higher than that of Li Qinghui, and he also has more mobile phones as an important tool than Li Qinghui back then.

Uncle Li and Li Yun felt bad when they saw Song Dongqing take out his mobile phone and people nervously retreated.

They have dealt with the Yaocheng police many times, such as Officer Qian and Lin Youde, who know their details even more. If this is to leave a record on the Shannan side, I don't know how much trouble it will cause.

"That's right, it's not easy to say." Uncle Li stammered, he really didn't expect Song Dongqing's reaction, "You are a child of this family, right?" Are your parents home? ”

Song Dongqing didn't answer.

Li Yun felt that Song Dongqing's hostility was a little inexplicable.

Song Dongqing couldn't see him, he could only see Uncle Li, the old man. A half-grown child, still in the rebellious period, how can he be so wary of the elderly? That's not how to prevent bad guys, right?

Li Yun subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he felt it carefully, but he couldn't sense any problems with Song Dongqing. At least it can be determined that there is no abnormal phenomenon in Song Dongqing and Song Yingying's home.

I'm afraid this has nothing to do with gods and ghosts.

Li Yun can only attribute it to personality reasons.

"I called them. Who are you? Song Dongqing did not call the police, and the word "Dad" was displayed on the phone called.

Uncle Li wanted to speak and stopped.

He didn't know what Song Yingying's parents said to the child. He himself is a father, and if he had lost a child, he would have told the latter about those painful experiences, he couldn't say. Li Yun gave a brief introduction, but it implied that Song Yingying's situation was not good, and the Song family did not leave many traces of Song Yingying's past. Uncle Li's worries are also Li Yun's worries, otherwise Li Yun wouldn't have to take care of Uncle Li.

None of them had the intention of rashly intervening in the life of the Song family. This trip is just to accompany Song Yingying to take a look at her parents.

The three of them are not here to find love. Song Young-young will definitely not stay in this home in the future.

Uncle Li's hesitation made Song Dongqing even more suspicious.

"Who the hell are you?" Song Dongqing raised his voice, and in an instant, he said to Song Yingqun on the other end of the phone, "Dad, there is a person at our door, an old man." ”

Uncle Li's heart tightened.

He couldn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone, but Li Yun heard it, and he couldn't help but look strange.

Song Dongqing looked at Uncle Li with a very unkind look, and suddenly said, "My grandmother was sent to a nursing home, don't look for it again." If you come again, our family will call the police. ”

Uncle Li was stunned.

Li Yun almost burst out laughing.

"Uh, ah, I, that ......" Uncle Li was completely dumbfounded, "I'm here to find your parents." ”

"My parents are in a nursing home right now. My grandmother said she didn't want to see you. My grandmother and my grandfather have a very good relationship, the two of them are in free love, free love in that era, you have also experienced that era. Don't think that when my grandfather dies, you have a chance. Song Dongqing taught Uncle Li a serious lesson, "The twisted melon is not sweet, don't pester my grandmother." My grandmother didn't go back to the countryside to hide from you, and she refused to live in our house and went to a nursing home, don't you understand? ”

Uncle Li was speechless.

"Hurry up, if you don't leave, I'll really call the police." Song Dongqing was very inward-looking, but the mobile phone he was holding and his father's voice on the other end of the phone gave him a lot of confidence.

"Ask them which nursing home they are in." Song Yingying's voice suddenly interjected.

Li Yun and Uncle Li turned their heads together and looked at Song Yingying in surprise.

Song Yingying came out of the house at some point. She looked at Song Dongqing without any expression on her face.