Fortune-telling and ghost-catching are too cruel, I’m being targeted by the country

Liu's father walked out of the dining room, passed directly through Liu Xuan's soul body that fell on the ground, and walked towards the bedroom with a sad face.

Liu Xuan, who was seriously injured by the Bagua Mirror, was shaking so hard that she couldn't even get up.

Just as she was struggling, a fleshy little hand stretched out.

The child's soft and tender voice sounded: "Why do you look like my sister? Are you my sister?"

Liu Xuanxuan opened his clear and innocent eyes and looked at Liu Xuan curiously.

Liu Xuan looked up at the boy in front of her. She couldn't feel any good feelings in her heart, but she was attracted by his clean eyes.

She unconsciously put her hand on her brother's little hand.

Something strange happened.

The moment the big and small hands clasped together, Liu Xuan felt a clean and pure power coming from her brother.

It is a pure power that can wash away the resentment in her soul and body, allowing her to recover quickly from the wounds on her soul.

Liu Xuan, who was unable to have physical contact with her father, stared at her brother's little hand in surprise with her dark eyes.

She didn't understand why she could have physical contact with her brother and still feel comfortable warmth from him.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of the cup falling to the ground startled Liu Xuan.

Liu Xuanxuan took it for granted and pulled Liu Xuan, who got up from the ground, towards his children's room.

"Come on, mom is angry again!"

Liu Xuan was worried that her mother wanted to check the situation, and the Bagua mirror on the bedroom door frightened her.

She followed her brother to the children's room. The decoration in the room made the expression on her face go blank for a moment.

The walls of the house are covered with posters of a superstar in the country.

The quilts and pillows on the children's beds all have the male star's pattern.

There are also the ornaments on the table, the schoolbag on the stool, the clothes hanging on the hangers, and the male star's face can be seen everywhere.

Liu Xuan was pulled to the bedside by her younger brother and sat down. The little guy ran to the children's desk and took out a lot of snacks from a storage box.

Liu Xuanxuan carried potato chips, spicy sticks, and chocolates in front of Liu Xuan like he was holding treasures.

"Dad bought these for me, for you to eat!"

Liu Xuan retracted her gaze from looking at the room and looked down at the snacks brought to her.

She didn't answer, with a straight face and didn't know what she was thinking.

Liu Xuanxuan looked at the strange-looking eldest sister in front of him, but she felt very close to him, and stuffed snacks into her arms.

Then, he took out a wrinkled and old photo from under the small pillow and handed it to Liu Xuan.

"Look, you look just like my sister. My sister has a pretty smile."

Liu Xuanxuan was very smart, but he didn't say anything.

The eldest sister in front of me has a straight face, not as good-looking as the sister in the photo.

Liu Xuan saw the photo in her brother's hand, dropped the snack, and grabbed the photo without thinking.

This is a photo taken by her parents for her birthday when she turned eighteen.

In the photo, she is wearing a birthday hat and holding the birthday gifts her parents bought for her - a high-end mobile phone and a designer necklace.

It was the most expensive gift she had ever received as an adult, so she smiled very happily.

Liu Xuan's ghostly hand lingered and gently touched the girl in the photo.

Twelve years ago, she was heartless, with a sweet smile and clear stupidity in her eyes.

He looks silly and has a pure and simple heart. At first glance, he seems to be well protected by his parents.

Now, her body and mind are covered with scars like sieves.

Liu Xuan squeezed the photo's hand harder, causing wrinkles to appear on the well-preserved photo.

Just as she was remembering the past, the photo was taken away by a fleshy little hand.

Liu Xuanxuan carefully smoothed the wrinkles on it and carefully placed it back under the small pillow.

His voice was tender and milky: "This is the only photo of my sister. I'm just showing it to you. You can't damage it."

The little guy was probably afraid that Liu Xuan would snatch the photo, so he pressed his hands hard on the pillow.

When Liu Xuan saw how carefully the little guy treated her photos, a ripple appeared in her insensitive heart.

She looked at the boy's delicate eyebrows, which were somewhat similar to the eighteen-year-old her in the photo.

Perhaps it was the blood bond that made her rejection of her brother much weaker.

Liu Xuan opened her dry mouth and asked in a hoarse voice: "How old are you this year?"

Liu Xuanxuan raised his hands and raised six fingers.

"I am six years old."

Liu Xuan's ghostly brows frowned slightly, which meant that in the second year after she disappeared, her mother had a younger brother in her belly.

Liu Xuanxuan was not afraid of her at all and climbed onto the bed with his short legs.

He sat next to Liu Xuan, holding his chin with his two small hands, and looked at the eldest sister in front of him curiously with his extremely pure eyes.

"You look really like my sister, what's your name?"

Liu Xuan lowered her eyes, looking at his adorable expression, and couldn't help but curve her lips into a smile.

Her voice softened unconsciously: "My name is Liu Xuan."

Then, she saw Liu Xuanxuan's eyes were wide and round, looking cute and silly.

"Wow! You have the same name as my sister!"

As soon as Liu Xuanxuan finished speaking, the surprised expression on his face collapsed, and he retorted: "No, our names are the same as our sisters!"

Speaking of the name, Liu Xuan's upward corners of her lips were slightly depressed.

She stared at the confused brother in front of her and asked, "Why are you called Xuanxuan?"

Liu Xuanxuan shook his head and said aggrievedly: "Actually, my name is not Xuanxuan. My mother always liked to call me Xuanxuan, so my father named me Xuanxuan."

After hearing her brother's words, Liu Xuan had some suspicions in her heart.

"Then what's your name?"

Her voice was deliberately soft and gentle, and she began to extract words from her brother.

Liu Xuanxuan pointed to the celebrity posters in the room and said very proudly: "My name is Liu Tingyu!"

This time, Liu Xuan had an expression of astonishment on her face.

She looked at the various posters of domestic superstar Xie Tingyu on the wall.

Liu Xuan suspected that the brat in front of her knew who she was and was deliberately trying to make her happy.

However, what her brother said next almost made her cry.

Liu Xuanxuan's small mouth tightened, and his childish voice could not conceal his disappointment: "My name is Liu Tingyu, and it was my sister who gave me the name. The man on the wall is my sister's super idol.

Dad said that my sister once said that if she has a younger brother in the future, he will name her Liu Tingyu, the same name as her idol.

My sister also said that a boy with this name will be tall and handsome, and look like her idol Xie Tingyu, and she will meet him everywhere in the future.

So I asked my father to find many photos of my sister’s idol, hoping that when I see this superstar every day, I can look a little more like him.

Not only do I want to fulfill my sister's wish to be tall and handsome, but I also want to be as powerful as Ultraman. I want to protect my sister! "

Liu Xuanxuan pursed his lips tightly and clenched his fists and waved them in the air.

Every time she heard her brother say something, Liu Xuan's psychological defense gradually lost an inch.

From the long-standing memories in her mind, she retrieved the whimsical dreams she once had.

Xie Tingyu is her idol. He was already a first-line star more than ten years ago. Now he is a domestic superstar and his reputation spreads far and wide overseas.

She was once like a young girl in love, full of respect and fantasy for idols.

The most irrational thing I did was to tell my parents that if I have a younger brother in the future, I want to name him Liu Tingyu.

She never expected that after so many years, her parents would still remember her childish words.

They even fulfilled her childish promise and actually named their younger brother Liu Ting Gu.

Liu Xuan's throat felt tight, as if it was blocked by something.

Liu Xuanxuan once again took out the photo of his sister from under the small pillow.

He said in a disappointed but hopeful tone: "I really hope my sister can come home soon. Dad misses her very much, and I also want to see my sister."

Liu Xuan asked in a hoarse voice: "Don't mom miss her?"

Liu Xuanxuan shook his head, staring at Liu Xuan with his big black and white eyes, and said, "Mom doesn't remember. Dad said that mom was seriously ill and almost left us forever."

Liu Xuan asked urgently: "What's wrong with mom?"

Liu Xuanxuan's big black and white eyes seemed to look at her more and more strangely.

But he still answered honestly: "I don't know either. My father only said that my mother didn't remember my sister and the doctor took away her memory.

My mother always calls me by my nickname. She also says that I love eating shrimp wontons, but what I dislike the most is shrimp. Every time I eat too much, I get red rashes on my body. "

As he spoke, Liu Xuanxuan began to scratch his arm with his little hands.

The fleshy little arms were like lotus joints, and some rashes appeared at some point.

Liu Xuanxuan took it for granted, and smiled at Liu Xuan and said, "I have been taking it for almost a week. Fortunately, my father helped me secretly solve a lot of it, otherwise I would have developed a rash long ago."

He took out a tube of ointment from the bedside and applied it skillfully.

When this scene fell into Liu Xuan's eyes, her heart clenched and her eyes turned red unknowingly.

Liu Xuanxuan seems to be a chatterbox, and he may still be talking about it: "My mother never remembers what I like to eat, and always makes something I don't like.

Dad told me that those are actually my sister’s favorite food. When my mother calls me Xuanxuan, she is also calling me sister. She has always mistaken me and my sister.

My mother also said that she would buy me a skirt, but I am a man and cannot wear a skirt. My classmates will laugh at me when I go to school.

However, if my sister can come back, as a man, I don’t mind wearing a skirt. I can wear a skirt every day from now on. "

After speaking, the little guy nodded vigorously, expressing his firm approval of what he said.

Liu Xuan looked at her brother who didn't raise his head after applying the ointment, and his voice became more and more choked.

She stretched out her trembling hands, picked him up and sat on her lap.

Liu Xuanxuan clutched Liu Xuan's coarse linen clothes that he had not changed out of since leaving Lujia Town.

"Who are you? Why do you have the same name as my sister? Are you a sister? Why do you call my mom mom?"

No matter how mature Liu Xuanxuan looks, he is still a child with an immature heart.

At this moment, he couldn't hold it any longer and lay in Liu Xuan's arms and started crying.

The little guy cried hard and soon began to hiccup.

Liu Xuan was at a loss and didn't know how to comfort the child, so she could only hold him tightly in her arms.

Neither of them noticed that there was a crack in the children's room door.

There was a shadow trembling on the ground at the door.