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Chapter 121 He Juan Extra: Only secret love can't comfort life

He Juan likes quietness, and his grandfather and father have been teaching him Feng Shui since he can remember, so he likes to study strange things by himself.

His parents thought he was too introverted and took him to see many doctors since he was a child.

He Juan never thought there was anything wrong with him until he went to kindergarten and elementary school, when his classmates and classmates in neighboring classes would always tease him because he didn't play with other children.

He snatched erasers, deliberately hid test papers, pulled female classmates' braids and pushed them on him, and even gave a classmate the nickname of "dumb ghost" after helping him put objects to drive away ghosts.

He was very sad and very resistant to going to school.

After the mother found out, she communicated with the school teachers, but the calm only lasted for two days.

Two days later, they went even further and gave him all kinds of ugly nicknames, and teamed up with senior students to collect "protection money" from him.

Why is there no Feng Shui that attracts ghosts?

This way he can make those who bully him be punished.

Perhaps God heard his wish, and when summer vacation was about to start in his first grade, he met a female ghost wearing a cheongsam named Qianyan.

She helped him teach those classmates a lesson and said she would teach him self-defense skills, telling him to just fight back if he was bullied again.

Although the other party was a ghost, his troubles were easily solved and his mother no longer had to worry about him.

Things were moving in a good direction, but Qianyan only stayed at his house for one summer vacation.

After he entered the second grade, he never saw her again.

His classmates bullied him again after school, so he followed Qianyan's teachings and lured them to a small corner of the school, where he threatened to beat them up.

They really didn't bother him anymore.

Those senior students were also threatened with being beaten up by him in the same way.

The turning point came in the evening after the midterm exam.

A classmate from the neighboring class called his cousin from junior high school, and together with three tall guys, they trapped him in the corner where he usually beat up other people.

The little bean is fighting against several long bamboo poles, and it is obvious that he is just a punching bag.

It was under such circumstances that Song Yuesheng suddenly appeared.

At that time, he was beaten so badly that he fell to the ground in a daze. He couldn't see clearly how a six-year-old child could beat four tall boys so hard that they rolled on the ground holding their stomachs.

"Hey." Song Yuesheng poked his face with a lollipop, "Did you fight just to pretend to be weak and beat up your classmates?"

of course not!

If they hadn't targeted him, he wouldn't have taken action.

His head was dizzy and he couldn't utter a word.

She seemed to understand his expression and tapped his forehead with the lollipop, speaking profound truths like a little adult.

"If you're not, don't do this again. They bully you because you don't fit in. If possible, try to talk to others more. Not everyone is as helpful as me and willing to save your life."

"The ambulance will be here soon. Remember, you owe me a life, and you must promise me one thing unconditionally in the future."

He Juan couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

He woke up again in the hospital, and his parents were standing by his bed, looking at him with concern.

I learned her name after she was discharged from the hospital.

Song Yuesheng, a first-year transfer student.

The school's focus, subject teachers, and grade directors all asked her with a smile whether she had adapted to school life.

He personally dislikes this kind of relationship-based households.

After observing for a few days, he realized that the head teacher was really concerned about Jiang Yuchuan who followed behind Song Yuesheng.

He and his father looked at the feng shui for the Jiang family and had seen photos of Jiang Yuchuan.

He Juan thinks Song Yuesheng is stupid.

Others' fawning was not for her at all, and they smiled heartlessly all day long.

He wanted to remind her to call an ambulance in return, but Jiang Yuchuan followed her like a shadow and he couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

And he...

I also unknowingly developed the habit of paying attention to Song Yuesheng.

This habit is terrible.

He became completely unlike himself.

When he was promoted from junior high school to high school, He Juan deliberately chose a boarding school far away from the city.

He thought life could return to normal, but before school started, Murong Lou brought Qianyan to find him and forced him back down that path.

"Don't you want her to become a normal person? Now there is a good opportunity. On the blazing night six years from now, as long as we find the most suitable position and let Sister Qianyan enter the body of a person with the same fate as her, she will be able to live a normal life like us."

He Juan browsed the book provided by Murong Lou, and still felt that he was fanciful: "What is fate? I have never heard of it and I can't help you."

Murong laughed and brought him a piece of paper with the horoscope written on it: "Just because you haven't heard of it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. He Juan, you might as well take a look at the horoscopes of Sister Qianyan and Song Yuesheng."

With just one glance, He Juan was sure that what Murong Lou said was true.

He agreed to cooperate with Murong Lou.

On the one hand, help him find the most suitable position for the formation, and on the other hand, secretly find a way to send Qianyan away.

But he miscalculated.

On that scorching night, all the lights he had lit for Song Yuesheng went out.

She is dead.

He didn't have the chance to express his feelings.

God always seems to like to give him a slap in the face first and then give him a sweet date.

He followed the professor to the next city to escape, but he didn't expect that the martial artist he met when he came back, who could defeat Murong Lou and Qian Yan, was Song Yuesheng.

The moment he was recognized at the gym, he could hardly suppress his joy.

But the rotation of the compass needle made him worried again.

She became a ghost but was able to walk in the daytime. Her ghost power exceeded that of the 200-year-old Qianyan and Murong Lou, who came from a family of ghost catchers.

Later he found out that she was a ghost catcher, responsible for catching vicious and evil ghosts.

She gave him a skull ring and asked him to catch ghosts to pay for his accomplice.

The world of ghosts was different from what he had imagined.

Although he was not used to the constant noisy sounds around him, he also learned a lot about Song Yuesheng from many ghosts.

They said that she liked Jiang Yuchuan very much, not only gave him anti-ghost earrings, but also often waited outside for a whole night.

He Juan doesn't think so.

I think it was the vigilance and disdain of a love rival, thinking that Jiang Yuchuan, who had left Song Yuesheng with no space of her own, was not worthy of her.

Just like now.

"I don't remember anything after drinking Meng Po soup, so what is he whispering to you? Shengsheng, He Juan must want to plant a thorn in your heart so that you have to look for his reincarnation."

Jiang Yuchuan's voice became lower and lower, and he stretched out his left hand, revealing a black rubber band.

"Shengsheng, this is my last wish. I have to listen to what you two have to say."

Song Yuesheng raised an eyebrow: "Are you serious?"

"Ah."

Song Yuesheng put away the Netherworld Sword and curled his eyes: "Okay, if you say a word, I'll give you your secret in exchange. One word, one secret. From now on."

Time has never left any traces on her face. Even after seventy years, she still looks like she is eighteen years old.

Seeing her like this, it seemed that it no longer mattered whether he expressed his feelings or not.

Besides, she didn't know nothing.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have said to him, "Confess to the girl you like earlier in your next life," and the small B&B in the countryside wouldn't be frequently visited by Jiang Yuchuan, who had turned into a ghost, and what he said each time was pretty much the same.

"Hurry up and speak. There are so many souls watching from behind. I can't be too relaxed." Zuiyue approached the two of them and advised in a low voice.

He Juan smiled and said, "Please trouble Meng Po to serve the soup. I ask you to ask her to come over. I just want to say one thing."

Zuiyue looked between the two of them again and again, and under the pressure from a certain big shot, he tremblingly handed the soup to He Juan.

He Juan gently hugged Song Yuesheng, then took the bowl of soup from Meng Po. The tenderness in his eyes seemed enough to drown someone.

"Song Yuesheng, I hope you will always be happy. Goodbye!"

Drink it all in one gulp.

Turning around, he stepped into the Mirror of Reincarnation.

Goodbye, Shengsheng.

Goodbye, my love.

Goodbye, my secret love for you that I am about to forget.