Welcome to the world of strange dreams

The kitten walked silently. It was only when her hands felt itchy and she subconsciously touched him that she realized Wu Ya had overcome his fear of Luo Zhao and rubbed against her hand.

"The beast spirit I saw at the border was Xingxing, I am very sure of that. Although I didn't hear its voice at the border, I felt that it was Xingxing."

"Xingxing was raised by Leng Jing, right?"

Luo Zhao has great faith in Fu Minghui's intuition.

Because Toothless was so close, he quietly stretched out his finger, wanting to touch him.

But Wuya immediately hissed at the enemy and his body tensed up, so Fu Minghui had to hold it in his arms to comfort it.

"This man is not a bad person, don't be mean to him." She coaxed him, and then looked up to answer Luo Zhao's question, "Sister Leng adopted Xingxing five or six years ago. It has been more than ten years since she last met her mother, or to be more precise, talked on the phone. I remember my mother was so happy at the time, and said to my father: Leng Jing has raised a puppy named Xingxing, and she finally has someone to breathe by her side. When she returns home, it won't be like entering a grave, there will definitely be a sense of home."

"My mother was so happy that she cried, saying that the child finally had a family again. Otherwise, she would be so lonely and I would be worried."

"My mom also said that she saw Sister Leng buying all kinds of snacks and toys for Xingxing, and even looking up online how to raise a puppy scientifically. Obviously, she doesn't say it, but she really holds Xingxing at the top of her heart."

"My dad is also happy for Sister Leng. He said: Being loved is no big deal. Loving others requires courage, which is also necessary. Otherwise, what is the difference between you and the walking dead?"

"Uncle is very wise." Luo Zhao praised sincerely.

Fu Minghui was stunned for a moment, and after thinking for a while he finally understood who the "uncle" Luo Zhao was referring to was.

For some reason, she felt comforted when she heard others mention her father, and use such a polite and respectful title.

Because her dear father was no longer just the person deep in her memory, whom only she would mention and remember, but someone who was acknowledged by others to have existed in this world.

"Anyway, my mom was very happy for Sister Leng, and she showed the photo to my dad. I squeezed over to take a look, and I knew what Xingxing really looked like. She looked like a string girl, with smart and gentle eyes, and a pair of big ears."

"Is it similar to the beast spirit you met at the border?" Luo Zhao asked as he attacked Wu Ya again as if nothing had happened and finally succeeded.

Toothless yelled in anger, his voice was hoarse and sounded like a duck.

It was as if she was saying to Fu Minghui: Mom, I was touched by a man! I am not clean anymore!

But it forgot that it was also a male, although the little bell had been confiscated long ago.

Seeing Luo Zhao's serious face but a smile in his eyes, Fu Minghui couldn't help but smile. He never thought that Luo Zhao also had such an "immature" side.

This made him look good, although he was already very good-looking.

But back to the point, she straightened her face and shook her head, "No, the beast spirit is a bit like Xingxing, but not exactly the same. When I saw it before, it felt like a dog and a cat."

As he was speaking, Toothless in his arms twisted uncomfortably.

Seeing that Luo Zhao did not make any further move, Fu Minghui thought that Wuya was uncomfortable in his arms, so he changed his position. Then he heard Wuya grunt, as if it was not satisfied with what its owner had just said.

Fu Minghui suddenly had an idea and emphasized to Luo Zhao again, "But I am sure that the little thing is Xingxing."

This time, Toothless grumbled again, but it was the kind that expressed that he was very comfortable.

Can Toothless understand human language?

In the border, she could understand the voices of the beast spirits. But... her powers were sealed recently, so she couldn't hear them either?

If she goes to the border again and meets the beast spirit again, she will definitely be able to do it.

Suddenly he sighed again, "Later Xingxing returned to Wangxing. My mom was so sad for Sister Leng that she shed tears. My dad called Sister Leng to persuade her: Maybe their fate is just so short. Xingxing went to find Sister Leng, fulfilled his wish in this life, and then went back. Maybe, we will meet again in the future."

When she said this, she couldn't help but shed tears. "I just feel that these words have no comforting effect on Sister Leng. You think, because of the continuous death of her relatives, she may have developed psychological disorders a long time ago. This can also be regarded as a certain degree of PTSD, traumatic stress response, right? She is so afraid of losing that she simply doesn't have any emotional ties with anyone. Even to my parents, she is close but distant. When I was a child, I mean before my superpowers were sealed, she often came to my house, but later she never came once. As for my mother, she just met her in the company, and my mother liked her, so she paid more attention to her."

When she said this, she suddenly felt something strange.

Even though Sister Leng had psychological trauma and didn't get close to others, she had established a relationship with her parents long before her biological mother eventually hurt her. So it should be said that their relationship was not greatly affected.

So, did she never visit the Fu family again? Was she afraid of bad luck?

It makes sense, but I feel like something is wrong...

"It still has a comforting effect, but she is stuck in a dead end, so I'm afraid it won't be of much use." Luo Zhao showed sympathy, "Of course there are tragic people and things in the world, but her situation is indeed more extreme and rare."

Fu Minghui understands.

Sister Leng was PUA'd by her mother. She thought she was unlucky for her relatives, so she didn't get close to others.

In a way, this is her kindness.

I would rather be alone than harm someone else's life.

The one who adopted Xingxing must have been really unable to bear the sight of her and had no other choice.

If I don't save it, am I just going to watch it die?

But cats and dogs have this ability, as long as they are raised for a few days, they can arouse all the love of humans. Perhaps it is because their love is very direct and pure.

But fate was too cruel. After finally opening her heart a little, Leng Jing was once again deprived of her love. She was already a hypersensitive person, and now she felt that not only her family members, but also animals would be killed by her. She could not have feelings for any living thing, and she had to isolate herself from the world.

What kind of pain did she have to endure to survive such a desperate life?

"Is this the reason why she can leave her body and transform into a living being?" Fu Minghui suddenly thought of this.

It was too painful. There was no hope, no love, no family, no friends, and even no pets. Even the elders who had taken a fancy to her, Fu Minghui's parents, passed away suddenly.

Perhaps, she would also blame herself for the death of the Fu couple because they treated her more kindly.

She would feel that she was unlucky and unworthy of all the good things. She might even feel that she was a troublemaker.

In this state of tearing, she desperately wanted to die mentally, but because of her promise to her sister she could not commit suicide and had to force herself to stay alive.

These two split emotions caused a huge change in consciousness, allowing her to transform into a living being and wander in the darkness.

I want to ask, has anyone ever had hand cramps?

I was still adapting to the new keyboard, but I felt embarrassed to ask for leave again, so I typed all day.

(The main reason is that I always make mistakes and keep going back to correct them.)

My left hand cramped, haha, it’s the first time.

Between the little finger and ring finger of my left hand, my hand was like a chicken claw, and it kept rolling inward until my right hand stretched out my left hand again.