"It's my turn to ask you this, why are you here, here..." Dreaming is something only spiritual bodies can do, and Fang Haiyang didn't look like he appeared because of his longing for Hua Ling.
Fang Haiyang touched Hua Ling's head: "I remember I died. Is this the underworld?"
He seemed to suddenly react and pushed Hua Ling in one direction: "No, if it was Huang Quan, why would Tiantian be here? Go back, go back, this is not the place you should be."
"Old sir." Hua Mu held the old man's hand and said comfortingly, "This is not the underworld, this is his dream."
When Hua Mu said the second half of his words, he looked at Hua Ling. Hua Ling frowned and looked at the two of them: "So, grandpa is also dead?"
Hua Mu nodded: "The Yin and Yang pendants are connected. I saw him on the other side. He followed Qitian's parents back from the hospital and returned to their home. I thought you might know him, so I brought him."
Hua Ling was a little at a loss. He suddenly realized: "The day after tomorrow is Qi Tian's birthday. Grandpa died today. They will definitely take it out on Qi Tian!"
Hua Mu was still talking calmly: "I did see Qitian..."
"What are you talking about? Aren't you Tiantian?" Fang Haiyang's sudden question made Hua Mu and Hua Ling stunned.
"No, I'm not." Hua Ling shook his head and used the most direct way to let Fang Haiyang understand the current situation. He directly input the memory into Fang Haiyang's mind.
After Fang Haiyang looked at Hua Ling half-knowingly, the Hua Ling in front of him changed from a 1.6-meter girl to a 1.8-meter white-haired man.
The two learned from Hua Mu that Fang Qitian's parents had verbally attacked Fang Qitian, and that Fang Qitian was hiding in the closet and crying.
Hua Mu said that he saw Fang Qitian sleeping with his bag under the pillow, and Hua Ling realized something bad: "I suspect she wants to celebrate her birthday alone, and plans to..."
Hua Ling's pupils narrowed and she looked at the two of them: "...Kill yourself."
After Hua Ling woke up from her dream, she immediately asked Lu Ya to use his clone to stare at Fang Qitian. Lu Ya immediately agreed after learning the reason.
When Lu Ya's clone crow flew to Fang Qitian's window, he found that the curtains were drawn inside the room. He couldn't see what was inside at all. He couldn't feel at ease without seeing Fang Qitian.
Lu Ya searched around the flat floor for open windows, but found none.
Suddenly, Lu Ya saw Fang Qitian walking out of the building and the community, buying a cake, some bread and drinks at a cake shop outside the community.
It seems to be fine for now, Lu Ya thought.
Just when Lu Ya was about to report the incident to Hua Ling, the crow clone was suddenly hit by a stone. It was Fang Qitian who saw him, and she was driving Lu Ya away.
Seeing that nothing was wrong, Lu Ya left temporarily.
At ten o'clock in the evening, Hua Ling had just returned from the hotel for work reasons and saw Lu Ya sitting at the dining table with hot food in front of him.
Hua Ling ate with chopsticks. When Lu Ya saw Hua Ling move her chopsticks, he moved his chopsticks too.
Suddenly Hua Ling asked: "How is Qitian?"
Lu Ya was stunned, suddenly thinking that he had withdrawn his clone, he lowered his head guiltily and did not answer.
Hua Ling did not ask further questions. After finishing the meal, the two sat on the sofa. Hua Ling was reading something on her phone.
Suddenly, Hua Ling's eyes widened, and he dropped his phone and disappeared instantly. Lu Ya was stunned for a second, and then picked up Hua Ling's phone, which had not locked the screen, to check.
What was on the phone was the rooftop of Fang Qitian Community. There was a man standing on the rooftop as if he was about to jump off the building. Behind the man were a satchel, a handful of matza and an eaten cake box.
It's Fang Qitian.
Fang Qitian moved a handful of matza, sat on the rooftop, illuminated himself with the flashlight that came with his cell phone, and ate all the birthday cake he bought.
She sat here from half past nine until about ten o'clock, and then slowly walked to the edge of the rooftop.
Fang Qitian is afraid of heights and is very scared. She tries not to let herself look down. She really doesn't want to shrink back.
She seemed to have been dawdling for a long time, until the police came.
"Speaking of which, I plan to dance again at twelve o'clock. At least I can be an adult..." Fang Qitian murmured. She listened to the sound of sirens and the noise of the crowd downstairs, advising her to cherish her own voice.
Suddenly, for a moment, the sound seemed to slow down, and she could no longer hear the noise around her. She was hugged by a pair of big hands and pulled into the rooftop.
Fang Qitian turned around and saw Hua Ling.
"You're here, but didn't you say you can't hear my voice? You can't see my future."
"Someone told me."
"who is it?"
"Your grandfather, and my father."
"You saw grandpa... he should be living well in that world, right?"
"It's hard to say, I haven't been there."
"Also, you can't go directly if you can't die."
Fang Qitian looked around and saw that Hua Ling seemed to have slowed down the time around him, or maybe stopped it. He smiled and asked, "I want you to help me realize a few wishes, Hua Ling."
"you say."
"Answer first, will you stop me from jumping?"
"No, if I stop you today, you will only be more sad later."
"Well, my first wish is: let everyone forget about me and completely erase all traces of me."
After Fang Qitian expressed this wish, the wind suddenly blew around him, and time flowed again, but there was no more noise downstairs, and the persuaders who went upstairs were gone.
"It's a living person other than you and me."
"Including Lu Ya?"
"Including Lu Ya."
Hua Ling nodded and moved his fingers. His ability had already taken effect.
At this time, Lu Ya, who was flying towards Fang Qitian, suddenly returned to the room and slept on the bed, as if nothing had happened.
"I want to see grandpa... No, let's forget it."
"Don't you want this wish anymore?"
"No more."
"Why?"
"I'm afraid that I will be immersed in false happiness. Even if I see grandpa through your ability now, I won't be able to see him forever in the future."
"……good."
Fang Qitian's thoughts have nothing to do with her age. Now she only wants to die.
"..."
Fang Qitian thought about this wish for a long time. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Hua Ling: "I...want to try killing someone, but...would it be bad to commit suicide after killing someone?"
"You don't even plan to take your own life, so why do you care about other people's lives? You can kill as much as you want, as long as you have the ability and you want to."
"I don't want to always consider others and put myself last. If possible, I don't want to be a bad boy at all. A sensible and obedient child will not become happy at all."
Fang Qitian choked and said, Hua Ling sighed. When Fang Qitian looked at Hua Ling, Hua Ling formed a dagger from her hand. Hua Ling gave the dagger to Fang Qitian: