Chapter 143 Welcome home

After thinking about this clearly, Liu Ai's chest felt unspeakably tight.

"I just... don't like this about you..."

"Idiot Chen Li..."

"Just live by yourself..."

"Why do you care about me..."

Liu Ai complained in her heart.

I don't know if I blame Chen Li or myself.

……

The sun gradually sets in the west and darkness falls.

Liu Ai stood in front of Chen Li's tombstone for a long time, looking at it and thinking about it for a long time.

Soon after, she lit a fire and set up a barbecue next to the tombstone.

The fire crackled and burned, illuminating Liu Ai's almost expressionless face.

The aroma of roasted chicken fills the air.

Liu Ai sat quietly, looking at the barbecue in a daze.

Why did it become like this?

When Chen Li and Chen Li became disciples of Jiang Xuantong, even though Chen Li and Jiang Xuantong had already abstained from grains, they still ate with her.

From the excitement of three people.

Until she and Chen Li were left alone together.

Then, she turned into a ghost and left, and Chen Li lived here alone.

Only now did Liu Ai understand Chen Li's original mood.

Jiang Xuantong and Chen Li passed away one after another.

Now she is here, and she is living here alone.

"You must have been lonely when you were the only one left."

Liu Ai picked up the roasted meat and placed it in front of Jiang Xuantong and Chen Li's tombs.

She left a bunch for herself and ate it quietly, but was inexplicably stunned for a moment.

Suddenly, she seemed to see Chen Li and Jiang Xuantong sitting on the tombstone. They picked up the barbecue she put and took a big bite with a smile.

However, when she blinked, everything disappeared like a bubble bursting.

"Is it a hallucination?"

After she finished eating, she hugged her knees and looked up at the crescent moon.

Liu Ai realized that the scenes that she had never cared about in the past had now become the most memorable memories for her.

Thinking about it, she even smiled.

……

Late at night.

Liu Ai temporarily left Chen Li's tombstone and came to the wooden house where the two once lived.

Five years have passed since she left here.

She reached out to touch the closed wooden door and rubbed it gently, only to find that it was covered with a layer of spiritual power. Even after many years, it was spotless.

And this spiritual power... Liu Ai is very familiar with it.

It belongs to Chen Li.

Suddenly, Liu Ai was afraid to go in.

When she left Jian Zong after turning into a ghost, Chen Li once told her that if she missed home, she could come back at any time.

But she never came back because of guilt, revenge and other reasons.

Even when she returned to Dongzhou, it only took two days to get here, and she never came to see Chen Li.

With inexplicable emotions, Liu Ai hesitated for a while, and finally opened the door and walked into the house.

As expected, not only the outside of the house, but also the inside of the house was filled with Chen Li's spiritual power. Looking at it, the layout and furniture in the house were the same as the day before she left.

Suddenly, she noticed something out of the corner of her eye.

It was a piece of paper on the tea table in the living room.

Liu Ai came closer and picked it up to take a look.

【If you can see this piece of paper, it means I am not here now. 】

[After "Dawn" was formed, the chances of me coming back here became less and less, and I don't know if I can catch up with you when you come back. 】

[However, it doesn’t matter if you haven’t met me. There will always be opportunities in the future. 】

[I have asked members of the Sword Sect not to come to this mountain, so if you get here, you can rest assured and don't have to worry about being disturbed. 】

After reading it, Liu Ai gently put the note down, walked to the second floor, and came to the door of his room.

On the door of the room, there was a wooden sign that she had never seen before.

There are four words engraved on it, "Welcome home."

Seeing this, Liu Ai felt a surge of sadness in her heart, and even her nasal cavity began to feel sore. A sadness that even she was not aware of was accumulating in her heart like a trickle at this moment.

"Squeak-"

She opened the door.

The room was also spotless.

The bedding was neatly folded on the bed, the sheets were extremely smooth, and the bedside table looked like it had just been washed... everything was as neat as new.

She remembered that the bed was messy when she left.

It was compiled by Chen Li...

The tip of Liu Ai's nose twitched, as if she could still smell Chen Li's scent lingering here.

Immediately, she turned her gaze to the right.

It was her wardrobe, and there was also a wooden sign hanging on the handle.

[You can take them all away if you leave. 】

Seeing this, Liu Ai was stunned for a moment.

She realized that Chen Li had been looking forward to her coming back, even if it was just for a little while.

But she failed Chen Li.

It wasn't until he became the Ghost King that he saw Chen Li again.

After meeting Chen Li, although they lived together, she was not very normal at that time. Her personality split into two, and one of them even wanted Chen Li to die... Although it was her wish to be alone with Chen Li, That kind of life... wasn't what she wanted to see.

At that time, no matter which personality she had, she would probably be very satisfied.

But since she knew that Chen Li died for her, she would rather never meet Chen Li in her whole life than cause Chen Li to die because of her selfish longing.

Opening the closet, Liu Ai saw a row of neatly placed clothes and pants.

Those were cute black cat cartoon-style clothes, her favorite style, and the one Chen Li originally designed for her.

Then, she saw that this batch of clothes were folded and put away in batches.

Liu Ai squatted down, stretched out his hand and turned over it carefully.

Each pile of clothes has a piece of paper with a number on it.

She left when she was fifteen.

The smallest number above is also fifteen.

Then sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, until twenty.

Each time the number increases, the size of the clothing will also increase.

Liu Ai watched this scene silently.

There was a dam in her heart, blocking something.

Now, that dam is gradually being washed away and facing collapse.

But now that she hasn't collapsed yet, Liu Ai still can't feel the sadness, only the sadness and depression keep coming.

"Idiot Chen Li..."

Liu Ai gently stroked the clothes and said to herself in a soft voice: "Since you have the memory of the past life, you should know that my height has never grown since I was fifteen years old..."

She picked up one of the clothes that Chen Li had prepared for her, the clothes she wore when she was twenty.

Now, although she is nineteen years old, she is almost twenty years old.

Later, Liu Ai took the clothes and came to the mirror.

She gestured and looked at the clothes that were obviously bigger than her body, and she couldn't help but smile.

"It's so big, how can I wear it..."

Moonlight fell through the window.

In front of the mirror, Liu Ai's current clothes suddenly faded away.

Then she put on cute clothes that were a little loose.

The necklace pendant that Chen Li gave her was covered by the collar, and Liu Ai took it out.

……

Bed.

Liu Ai wore clothes that had been arranged by Chen Li and smelled of Chen Li. She held the pendant in both hands and lay on her side to sleep under the moonlight.

"Good night."

She said in her heart.

Perhaps he was too tired, so Liu Ai fell asleep peacefully not long after he lay down on the bed.

However, after falling asleep, her eyes, which had not shed tears since Chen Li's death, actually shed a drop of tear, streaking across the corner of her eye on the pillow.

Liu Ai didn't know.

Chen Li, who was already dead, was still conscious, and was watching her quietly in an unknown space.

(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like