Kuaichuan Counterattack: Lord God, please pet me gently!

Chapter 217 Ghost King Dotes on His Wife (End)

"How does this affect you?"

The corners of Zhong Lijing's mouth slightly curled up, and he nodded.

"Do you like that shabby place?"

Shabby place... Kuang Xin thought of herself after transformation, and looked at the hazy sky with great disdain and said what she said.

She shook her head: "I don't like it."

The two fell into silence again, Kuang Xin chewed Zhong Lijing's words for a long time, and suddenly understood the meaning.

She raised her eyes to look at Zhong Lijing, only to realize that he hadn't looked away.

Meeting Kuang Xin's eyes, Zhong Lijing laughed and spoke.

"I didn't like it either, so I refused to stay there."

The two smiled at each other.

[The task is over, please choose whether to continue to stay in the dimension to experience the plot? 】

【Yes. 】

After finally being able to live again, Kuang Xin also wanted to make up for the regrets of her previous life.

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Afterwards, Kuang Xin went to the underworld again, not only her, but the whole Lingyan Society.

That day was Zhong Lijing's mother's memorial day, and everyone bought a bouquet of flowers from Yangjie to visit this poor woman.

Ah Yin and Zhong Lijing knelt in front of the grave without saying a word for a long time, but Kuang Xin saw a soft and kind woman sitting on the stele, looking at them very lovingly.

At the same time, he smiled and glanced at her, and then gradually dispersed.

later.

Mogu and Xiaoyue saw each other right at some point. After graduation, the two became a husband and wife team of ghost detectives, traveling around the world to deal with large and small supernatural incidents.

She is often ridiculed by Kuang Xin, and sooner or later a half-blood will be born, but the person concerned doesn't seem to care.

From time to time, the upper echelons of the underworld would send ghosts to S Da to kneel down and beg Zhong Lijing to go back, but they all returned in vain.In the end, they directly focused on Ah Yin, the daughter of the former ghost king, but when they could persuade her to go back to be the ghost king, no one could say.

The Lingyan Society doesn't recruit new students, and everyone closes the society after graduation, but the society office has become the best place for everyone to get together.

Kuang Xin picked up the old books left by a certain antique world, and stayed at S University as a professor of history after graduation. She was too lazy to walk around.

Zhong Lijing also stayed at S University for the same reason as Kuang Xin, although she didn't really believe it.

Fast forward to 60 years, Kuang Xin's face is covered with wrinkles, and her long black hair has turned gray.

Under the respectful gaze of the students, Kuang Xin wandered to the old crooked neck tree, slowly climbed up and sat down.

Watching the sunset on the crooked neck tree is something she does every evening.

There was a movement beside her, and a vigorous old man sat beside her, holding a lunch box in his hand, and waved his hand at her.

"Want to eat? I made it."

"You say the same thing every day, you are not tired." Kuang Xin took the lunch box slowly. Over the years, the dishes have changed countless times, from crispy to soft, reminding her that time is running out.

"Not tired." Zhong Lijing smiled back at her. Unlike Kuang Xin, as a ghost, although he could appear to be the same age as her on the outside, his inner heart was in its prime.

Can't go beyond, can only accompany.

The students passing by under the tree all looked at the two elderly people with envy. The two professors of S University are well-known in the academic world, and everyone knows it.

They are obviously very close, but they have never been married, nor have they publicly stated that they are together.

The freshmen felt sorry at first, but they saw it all when they graduated.

Marriage may be just a bondage to them, and it may be most suitable for them to carry each other freely like this.

Kuang Xin felt very tired today, she leaned gently on Zhong Lijing's shoulder.

"Thank you."

The man beside him trembled suddenly, and carefully stretched out his arms to hug her.

The college students of S seem to have seen a strange scene. I am afraid this is the closest time the two professors have gotten close to each other in decades!
But when the last rays of the setting sun dissipated, everyone fell into endless pain and longing.

she left.

　Wood has a special episode

　　
　
(End of this chapter)