What if you were targeted by a cool and aloof beauty?

She stopped drinking and was extremely worried for the two people in front of her.

“…” An Chen remained calm.

"I knew it. Maybe my grades weren't good enough to get into Tsinghua or Peking University." Kong Long sighed and prepared to leave.

"You idiot! Why don't you ask me if I'm asking you a question?" Chen Hua grabbed Kong Long, who had already stood up, and pushed him back down.

Kong Long beamed with joy and excitedly asked, "So, are you lying to me?"

"No!" Chen Hua denied decisively.

"I knew it was true. Well then, I won't bother you any longer." Kong Long sighed and prepared to get up again.

He had suffered three injuries and could no longer withstand this extreme strain.

"You big idiot! Actually, I've always loved you! I was just teasing you!" Chen Hua took a deep breath and shouted shyly.

Because the noise was so loud, even the spirits nearby, including Zhang Zhidong who was playing with the little cat, turned around.

What's wrong with this young couple? What are they doing?

"How romantic!" Jiuge couldn't help but clap her hands a little.

She was on tenterhooks just now, but this time there's finally a turning point.

But Kong Long's next words made Jiu Ge stop clapping.

"Huh? You really like me? When I said we'd be together, go to school together, it really was just because I like that you're good at studying, and I wanted to study with you. I'm so happy!"

Kong Long stood up, casually picked up his stool, and prepared to go to the other side of the sofa.

"Do you like me or not?" Chen Hua, deeply immersed in the role, also stood up and shouted.

"My little darling, of course I love you," Kong Long said, turning around with a deep expression.

Chapter 178 When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out (Seeking monthly votes and subscriptions)

Under the relentless and aggressive actions of Chen Hua and Kong Long, Jiu Ge's impression of the word "flirting" completely changed.

"I don't want to flirt like this." Jiu Ge twirled a strand of hair with her finger, her expression extremely serious.

“Hmm…we don’t need to flirt like that.” An Chen nodded in agreement.

The group of people in the private room sang for more than an hour.

Finally, after singing for a while, everyone took turns clinking glasses with An Chen and Jiu Ge, each holding a drink bottle.

"boom!"

"Dry!"

The crowd was in a lively atmosphere, as if An Chen and Jiu Ge were getting married today.

"Not bad! Not bad!" Zhang Zhidong and Mao Maotou followed suit and clinked glasses with the two of them, just like the other spirits.

"The eldest brother has finally found a girlfriend..." Qin Ye stared at An Chen with the expression of an old father, his eyes filled with an indescribable kindness.

In the few times An Chen had contacted him before, it was usually to ask him to do chores.

Qin Ye had never even dared to dream of a "gathering" like today.

"An Chen has really changed. He used to be like an iron tree that would never bloom." The middle-aged man, who had sung many nostalgic songs, lay half-reclined on the sofa with satisfaction.

"The cycad is blooming!" he exclaimed.

When the uncle first met An Chen, he asked An Chen if he had a girlfriend.

At that time, An Chen replied directly, "What's the use of a girlfriend?"

Now look at An Chen, he not only found a super beautiful woman with psychic abilities as his girlfriend.

Tsk tsk tsk, and now he's even introducing his girlfriend to them.

"And he even found a girlfriend who's absolutely gorgeous," the short-haired woman said with a light laugh.

"..." Jiuge lowered her head shyly.

"Amazing! Remember to invite us to your wedding next time." Ning Ru looked up at An Chen expectantly.

"Marriage is out of the question," An Chen said calmly.

"Huh?" Jiuge looked at An Chen with suspicion and alertness.

He's not planning to marry her at all?

“I meant we shouldn’t invite them to the wedding,” An Chen explained.

On wedding days, a whole bunch of spirits are invited...

Well, these kinds of festive, red-themed events are inherently very mundane.

If a large number of cooled spirits arrive at that time, it will be very dark, very eerie, and very close to the underworld.

Moreover, with a large number of spirits gathered there, there is a certain probability that the wedding will be cursed with strange "curses".

“Indeed, and it’s terrifying.” Jiuge nodded.

"Sigh, there really is a difference between the living and the dead. I've been here for so long that I almost forgot I was already dead," Ning Ru sighed.

Saying that An Chen should invite them to his wedding was just a joke.

Unless An Chen and Jiu Ge are also dead, their going to the wedding is more than just being ignorant.

They'll be struck by lightning.

"..." Upon hearing Ning Ru's words, everyone except Zhang Zhidong and Mao Maotou fell silent, their expressions melancholy.

When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out.

Many things can never be returned to or possessed again.

Their relatives treat them as if they don't exist. The world has an inescapable aversion to them because they are different from others. Psychics who can see them usually do not choose to befriend them.

Even if you choose to be reincarnated, it is still the beginning of a new life.

The new life is not a rebirth, but rather a complete cessation of their past existence.

This is also the obsession of many spirits who are unwilling to be reincarnated.

Humans only live once, and the time that spiritual energy exists is also limited.

This life has nothing to do with the previous life or the next life.

Every person is a unique being, and even in death, their spirit remains unique.

They don't want to simply close their eyes and open them again, ready to embrace a new chapter in their lives.

For them, completely letting go of everything and entering the cycle of reincarnation means that their past selves are completely dead.

The new life does not belong to them, but to that new life.

Upon hearing this, something in Jiuge's heart seemed to be touched, and a strange bitterness welled up inside her.

"Let's keep eating," An Chen said, pointing to the remaining snacks on the table.

He's not really good at comforting people.

No, he not only doesn't know how to comfort people, he also doesn't know how to comfort the soul.

The spirits shook their heads and began to diligently finish the remaining snacks.

There's no use in being sad anymore.

It's a rare opportunity to actually encounter something from the mortal realm and obtain a body that feels like a physical entity.

According to An Chen, he wouldn't often invite them to gather inside the rock.

"An Chen," Jiu Ge called out to An Chen softly.

She shrank her neck and put her index fingers together.

"What's wrong?" An Chen whispered to Jiu Ge.

“I think that, apart from being prone to becoming a little abnormal, spirits aren’t that different from living people,” Jiuge said, licking the biscuit crumbs off her lips.

She used to think of spirits as something scary and terrifying.

Because there are always seemingly innocent spirits deliberately scaring her, and she is constantly dealing with evil spirits, Jiuge can't have a very positive impression of spirits.

Not to mention that too much contact between living people and spirits can easily lead to bad luck, bad fortune, and even accidents.

At the time, we weren't so opposed to Zhang Zhidong because he could be considered a heroic spirit.

Its essence is quite different from that of ordinary spirits.

People like the schizophrenic aunt's spirit, the mischievous kid Mao Mao Tou, or the constantly emo and overly self-conscious Hua Ji were all people she used to be afraid of.

The spirits in Gouzi Bay were essentially just "poor souls" moving along their previous activity paths. They had never left their original social environment. After staying in the illusion for so long, Jiuge only saw them when their bodies were still warm, or when they were completely cold.

The same goes for the five poor children in the family massacre a few days ago. Even after they were reincarnated, their spirit forms never returned to normal.

Perhaps from the moment they were brutally murdered, those five children were destined never to become ordinary spirits.

Therefore, this "meeting with friends" was indeed the first time she had faced these spirits with a proper mindset, free from any prejudice or misunderstanding.

Jiuge has gained some confidence in her future interactions with spirits.

"Aside from those who have lost their minds or become evil spirits, they are no different from living people. After all, they were all living people who had lived a good life in this world, and becoming a spirit after death is an inevitable path for everyone."

An Chen patted Jiu Ge's head and said in a deep voice.

"Hmm." Jiuge nodded thoughtfully, beginning to ponder the meaning of An Chen's words.

"So you're still afraid of spirits?" An Chen asked with interest.

"..." Jiuge fell silent.

"I guess... I won't be so scared anymore?" She hesitated for a moment before answering without confidence.

"You're hopeless," An Chen said, glancing at Jiu Ge.

"I'm successful!" Jiuge said with dissatisfaction.

As she spoke, she pouted and stomped her feet.