Chapter 672
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"Cry again when you get home, Meimei!"
Seeing that she was almost crying, Long Zhutian bent over, hugged her horizontally, and put her on his chest. As he walked, he lowered his head and kissed the tears from the corner of her eyes with his hot lips.
Yang Zimei let him hold it like this and walked into the house.
Sadako, Lan Yaya, and Xiaoqian were on the aisle of the house, and three pairs of eyes looked at them both.
Yang Zimei felt a little shy, and hurriedly asked Long Zhutian to put her down.
Long Zhutian refused, instead he hugged her tighter and muttered, "Why are there so many light bulbs?"
Yang Zimei was sweating.
"Brother Zhutian, you are going too far, and you actually treat us like a light bulb." Xiaoqian muttered dissatisfiedly.
Long Zhutian glanced at him, "Don't think that you have turned from a ghost pet into a baby, and I can't deal with you. If you talk more, I will throw you out of the way."
Xiaoqian shivered and hurriedly held his pacifier to silence, but he couldn't forget the scene of the poor Xuehu being thrown away before.
"See you later."
Long Zhutian glanced at Sadako and Lan Yaya, and strode into the room holding Yang Zimei.
It's been too long since he hugged her, and he didn't want to waste an extra minute.
When I came to the door, I just wanted to stretch my foot to kick the door open, but Yang Zimei stopped him, "No, Master is inside."
Long Zhutian was stunned, "Why is Master in your room?"
"I didn't worry about leaving Master alone, so I moved him over and guarded."
"So that's the case."
Long Zhutian put Yang Zimei down.
Yang Zimei gently opened the door, and saw the master and the black cat lying on the bed, he was slightly relieved.
She has had a nervous breakdown recently, and is always worried that she will suddenly find out that Master is missing.
Long Zhutian took her hand and came to the bed, knowing that Yuqing was already in a vegetative state, but still respectfully saluted and called, "Master, I'm back."
"Meow-"
The black cat next to Yuqing barked at Long Zhutian, then curled up next to Yuqing.
"This black cat—"
Long Zhutian asked suspiciously, "Why are you by Master's side?"
"It was picked up by me in that weird alley in the other-dimensional space that day. I don't know why, but it always refused to leave the master, so I just let it stay so I can help see the master."
Yang Zimei replied.
"This cat's breath is a bit strange." Long Zhutian looked at the black cat's eyes that were very different from ordinary cats.
"I know it too, but I can't see what's different about it. Maybe it has some kind of relationship with Master, so I'm so obsessed with Master, I don't feel any malice. I also relied on it that day to get out. The hell, or you'll be trapped to death."
Yang Zimei reached out and touched the black cat's head, "Xiaohei, thank you for your hard work. If there is any change in Master, remember to call."
"Meow-"
The black cat responded with a sound, then closed his eyes and looked like he was going to sleep.
Yang Zimei took Long Zhutian's hand and came to the backyard where Master and Uncle lived.
On the phone, Long Zhutian also only heard the news of his uncle's death. Seeing that the yard, which had been full of life because of making fun of Yu Zhenzi, was now extremely silent, and his heart felt sad for a while.
Looking at Yu Zhenzi's favorite plum blossom pile, Yang Zimei felt even more sad.
In the past, every time she entered the backyard, Uncle Shi would deliberately do all kinds of thrilling little tricks on the plum blossom pile to scare her, and then burst into laughter.
The master, on the other hand, sat cross-legged under the tree and watched them silently.
Things are there, people are empty!
Uncle Shi will only be able to lie down in the cold ground in the future, and he will no longer blame his little nephew to tease her.
My heart hurts like a knife again...
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