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Chapter 493 Overthinking

20xx. 11. 16

At 0:30 in the morning, the Taoist temple did not call on time, so Xiao was unable to burn the two charms.

"Is it not going well?" I was worried.

"The procedure is a bit complicated," Xiao replied.

"Then I'm going to bed, I'm sleepy." I said and got up and walked out of the study.

My mood was not high, so I went to bed alone without calling any of the children.

I woke up groggily and touched the bed next to me. It was empty and there was no sign of Xiao. I was too lazy to get up, so I sent a message to Xiao:

"It's already half past two in the morning, haven't you burned the charm yet?" I asked.

"Well, Maitreya Buddha's foundation is too strong, so it is a bit difficult to sign the contract, but it can be solved, don't worry." Xiao wrote back.

I had no sleep at all, but the weather was cold and my limbs felt cold. Everything seemed to be frozen, except for my brain, which was active and hot.

Many things that have happened in the past are like a train, running on the track of the brain again. It is time that takes away everything, making everything that has happened become history.

However, we are trapped in time, waiting for certain things to advance, develop, and subvert. Time continues to cycle, accurate to the minute.

It was 3:30 in the morning when Xiao pushed open the door and walked in. He was holding an iron box in his hand, which contained the ashes of the burned spell.

"Smell it, it smells good." Xiao brought the iron box to my eyes.

It has that unique fragrance, which reassures me that everything is fine.

Old Man Styx has successfully entered the contract space and will be resurrected in N years. Maitreya Buddha has also put on the fetal membrane, and there is no longer any worry about his life.

"Where are Xianger and Xiao Ling?" I asked.

"The two of them have been burning the two talismans in the study. When I finally received the call to burn the two charms, Xiang'er immediately returned to the underworld. He must have made arrangements, and Xiao Ling is relying on you right now.

Yeah." Xiao said.

"Hey, Xiao Xiaoling, are you happy?" you asked.

"Well, from now on there will be no distinction between high and low, we are all in the same system." Xiao Ling said.

"Hehe, you are the only one who is weird." I smiled.

Xiao's body was very warm next to her, and we soon fell asleep together.

It was a very comfortable sleep. We didn't wake up until eleven o'clock in the morning, and I had a dream.

In the dream, I booked a flight for the morning, but I didn’t know where the destination was.

I was about to travel far away, so I went to find Yao'er and wanted to talk to him.

Yao'er stayed in a rectangular room watching TV, and the door was locked by him. I think Yao'er is quite cautious and knows how to protect himself.

I knocked on the door, and Yao'er opened the door and let me in. I saw his washed quilt hanging in the house, so I suggested that he take it out to dry so as not to make the house wet. But Yao'er disagreed and insisted.

own approach.

I felt sour in my heart, thinking that Yao'er was only ten years old, so why did he have to wash the quilt by himself? Yao'er's grandfather and grandmother didn't even help him...

When I woke up from the dream, I felt that I was almost leaving Yao'er, but I still couldn't let him go.

"Yuanshen, what's the explanation for my dream?" I asked.

"You are just overthinking. There is nothing easy to explain about this dream." My soul made a calculation and said.

Shouldn't I have worries? Which son am I not full of worries about? I have worries while I'm alive, and I'll also have worries after death.

Except for Thor, Ting, Ba, Mingyu and Xianger, the other children are all there, and so is Zhen. They exist like transparent air, accompanying me.

Xiang'er hasn't come back yet, so he must have gone to arrange work. This deployment is highly confidential, so I can't always ask him.

It rained heavily today, and it rained heavily all day long. Grandma Yaoer was not at home for dinner, so I made hot pot with stewed chicken.

Because of the traffic jam, it was already 7:10 when Grandpa Yao'er took Yao'er back home. Yao'er was too lazy to use an umbrella, and some rain fell on his clothes and hat.

"Mom, my stomach feels uncomfortable and I don't want to eat," Yao'er said.

"Does it hurt? Can't you eat at all?" I asked.

"No, I just don't want to eat." Yao'er replied.

"Then eat some noodles, take medicine and go to bed early." I said.

"Well, I want to go to bed early tonight." Yao'er said.

"Did you not sleep well when you were in the daycare center at noon? Is the water in the school cold?" I asked.

"Well, I didn't take a nap today, and the water in the school is warm." Yao'er said.

"It won't be the same next time. You need to take a good nap at noon so that you have the energy to go to class in the afternoon. I won't play the piano tonight and go to bed early." I said.

Yao'er's soul didn't come out to cause trouble, and he probably didn't dare, after all, he was beaten by You Yao last night.

Before nine o'clock at night, Yao'er took the medicine and then she lay down on the bed and slept obediently. Xiao asked Yao'er's spirit, and the spirit said that it was just a small stomach discomfort, and it would be fine without taking the medicine.

I even suspected that Yao'er secretly bought snacks to eat. Yao'er's spirit said that Yao'er didn't behave like that. After knowing that, I felt relieved.

Zhen didn't go out for the past two days. He just lay on the sofa and meditated all day long. Xiao jokingly called him a thinker.

At around eleven o'clock at night, Yaoer's soul flew over and asked if there was any midnight snack.

"You didn't come to eat such a sumptuous late-night snack the day before yesterday, and now we have to have a late-night snack again. What are you doing against it?" Xiao asked.

Yao'er's spirit flew away without saying a word.

"Yao'er didn't eat well tonight, probably because his soul wanted to eat." I said.

Xiao remained silent, and the other masters also expressed that they did not want to eat late-night snacks. I listened to the sound of rain outside the house and stopped talking.
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