Death Spell

Chapter 36

A good movie made Tang Song very uncomfortable to watch, especially staring at Luo Ziyan for two full hours. For this woman, Tang Song didn't want to talk to her or see her.

So Tang and Song watched the whole movie in a trance.

As soon as the movie ended, Tang Song got up and left immediately. Anya looked at her background with a little dark eyes.

"Hello." Anya walked quickly and took Tang Song's arm, and the two figures stopped at the corner of the exit of the theater.

"I'm fine." Tang Song said calmly with her back on his back.

Nice movie music reverberated around, and the light from the movie screen shrouded the two people in the corner.

"I know. But your friend's request hasn't been fulfilled yet, so you come with me first." Anya pulled Tang Song out of the cinema.

Tang Song was dragged by her with a calm expression, took the elevator to the highest point of the shopping mall, and opened the door of the roof, only to realize that the sky outside was already dark, and it was another day.

It's just that the wind here is not small, Tang Song took a breath, and asked puzzledly: "What did you bring me here for?"

Anya's short hair swayed in the wind.Looking up at the already dim sky, he locked his bearings, found a suitable position, and said, "It's only 1 minute, and I'm done with the work." He took out the bottle as he spoke.

Tang Song looked at the woman who took off her glasses and held a crystal bottle in her hand, sighed softly, and asked a little tiredly, "What 1 minute?"

"Your friend's soul body is too weak, so the time is limited, up to 1 minute, you just need to listen to him quietly." Anya took out the paper crane and held it in her hand, raised her eyebrows and looked at Tang Song, the corners of her mouth One tick: "Are you ready?"

Tang Song frowned, as if returning all the scattered spiritual power, and said in shock: "...You mean, Xiao Ze will..."

Anya nodded, then clasped her hands together and closed her eyes tightly.

Tang Song saw everything in his eyes, and she couldn't tell what she was feeling in her heart at this moment... She wanted to ask An Ya to ask where Mu Xiaoze was, but she brought him here?

How can it be!

It's just that when Anya opened her eyes again, the tenderness and toothy smile in her eyes made Tang Song freeze in place.

"Sister Tang..."

In Tang Song's eyes, the person in front of him was Mu Xiaoze, no matter his tone or expression.

Standing stiffly on the spot, her heart beat suddenly heavy, Tang Song pursed her lips tightly, the soreness and helplessness in her heart, those self-blame made Tang Song's eyes rippling, except for nodding vigorously, she couldn't say a word.

With a loose hand, the bag fell to the ground, and he raised his hand to cover his mouth.

Even if the eyes are blurred, you can still feel Mu Xiaoze's smile: "Sister Tang, I haven't seen you for four years, and I don't like to laugh anymore. I originally wanted to make you happy, but I'm afraid I won't have the chance in the future. And... Tang Sister, do you know what my greatest wish was when I was young?"

Seeing Tang Song shaking his head, he smiled and said, "I just want to marry you as my wife."

Tang Song raised his eyebrows, his expression paused slightly, and a tear ran across his cheek.

She never thought about this, no wonder Mu Xiaoze's mother was so happy when she saw her appear.He even held her hand and talked so many things about Mu Xiaoze, but the more he talked, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more he talked, the more excited he became.

Thinking that she was missing Mu Xiaoze, Tang Song didn't think much about it.

So...that's it.

"When I was young, the children in our yard didn't like to play with me because my mother was a single parent. Only you were willing to bring me into it... At that time, I told myself that I must become stronger when I grow up, and I want to protect You. That's why... I went to be a policeman, but..."

Tang Song only felt that the voices around him were getting farther and farther away, the sense of self-blame in his heart, and seeing Mu Xiaoze's mother crying silently because he missed her son, all these almost made Tang Song unable to breathe.

"Tang and Song Dynasties."

This was the first time Mu Xiaoze called her name and smiled: "Time is running out, can I hug you?" He opened his arms towards Tang Song as he spoke.

time is limited……

These five words were like a sharp knife piercing straight into Tang Song's heart. If he insisted on not going, maybe... none of this would have happened.

"Xiao Ze..." Tang Song's voice was choked with sobs.At the same time, she was already walking over, taking Mu Xiaoze into her arms.

At the moment of hugging, Tang Song's heart sank suddenly. This was the first time in her life that she said goodbye to someone completely.

Still this way.

Tears dripped uncontrollably on Anya's shirt.

Time seemed to stop because of this hug.Opening her eyes again, Anya felt the trembling woman in her arms, and the faint neon lights around her were reflected in her eyes, which were as soft as water.

Raise your hands and deepen this hug.

Can't remember how many minutes passed, Tang Song buried his head on Anya's shoulder and neck.The faint fragrance of a woman's body is permeated all around.At this time, Tang Song could no longer control the emotions he had suppressed for a long time, and he didn't care whether he would be laughed at by the woman in front of him.

It seems that this is Anya's original goal, even if she succeeds, it doesn't matter.

It's just that I didn't expect that my tears would be so many, and the feeling of crying would be so comfortable.

After a while, Tang and Song slowly recovered.

"Sorry... your clothes are dirty." Tang Song sniffled and said in embarrassment.

But she never let go of the hug, because she didn't want this woman to see her red eyes.

"It's okay. If my younger sister gets one dirty, it's only fair for my older sister to get another dirty." An Ya said while moving her chin resting on Tang Song's shoulder to make the hug more comfortable.

Tang Song bit his lips, and his nasal voice was a bit heavy: "...you...do you know that you are sometimes very annoying?"

"Yes, I know." Anya nodded her head slightly, and answered very readily.

Tang Song frowned: "...then you still..."

Before Tang Song could finish speaking, Anya took over the words with a smile: "I'm angry, and it's others who are angry. Compared with people who suppress their emotions, I treat myself much better."

Tang Song: "... Where did I suppress myself? I just..."

"Did I say you?" Anya suddenly raised her head, with a faint smile in the corner of her eyes, looking at the red eyes from crying, she paused, raised her right hand, and gently wiped away the lingering hair of Tang and Song Dynasties. With tears in the corners of his eyes, he said lightly: "There are many things that don't need to be endured, not to mention that this is not your problem, everything is fate."

Tang Song froze because of Anya's movements. With the movements, expressions, and tone of speaking, that figure appeared in his mind again, and they overlapped again... This is not the first time I have had an illusion, since that dream.To be exact, since meeting Anya.If she hadn't started to believe in the past and present, and the existence of metaphysics, she would almost suspect that it was because of work pressure that she had a nervous breakdown.

Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and she took a step back in a panic, but she almost lost her balance. Anya leaned forward and stretched out her right hand, quickly wrapped her arms around her waist, and hugged her firmly in her arms again.

Tang Song also reached out his hand subconsciously, and hugged Anya tightly.

"What's wrong?" A woman's voice whispered in her ear.

This sudden warm and soft touch made her even more unsure how to respond to the other party.

This feeling made Tang Song even more at a loss.

When did she do this?

And this kind of complex thoughts that are almost split, many times, is nothing more than because deep in my heart, I value something too much.It's just that Tang and Song couldn't accurately perceive this kind of emphasis.

Don't even know when it started to be so important?

Anya's breath was slightly cold and moist, gently lingering in Tang Song's ears.

Tang Song's breath was full of Anya's faint fragrance. Tang Song, whose cheeks were slightly hot, held his breath first, then took a deep breath, and said calmly, "I want to ask you a question, and you have to answer me honestly."

Anya responded softly, "What's the matter?"

"With your personality, it shouldn't be like this. Why do you help me again and again?"

Even if it hurts yourself.

Tang Song stood up straight and looked into Anya's eyes firmly and asked.

From the encounter in the bar, doubts to Anya to resistance, and gradually conflicts began to arise through Xunle Wenyao.While accepting that there is another kind of existence in this world...just a short acquaintance with her, why did Tang Song change so much?

Those inexplicable familiarity almost made Tang Song forget to think, so she had to ask clearly and think clearly.

The woman raised her eyebrows and looked at each other, and asked back, "What kind of character am I?"

Tang Song raised his eyebrows: "I can't say enough about you, I hope you can answer my question."

Anya smiled: "I once said that everything is fate, have you forgotten?"

It has indeed been answered, and it is very formal.

——The cause of the previous life and the result of the present life, this world has no fate, coincidence and what should be taken for granted. These are just excuses that people make for certain situations.You have to say something when something happens, don't you?In my opinion, everything is only destined to cause and effect loops.Since I am willing to help you, I have to prove that I owe you something in the previous life or the previous life, so I will pay you back.

Is it really that simple?

"Then you promised me to find Wen Hao, too? I feel that what Miss Le said that day was clearly a matter between you and her. And...Xiao Ze, where is his...?" The brain that paused for a while, It seemed to become clear all of a sudden.

Anya's dark eyes looked at Tang Song quietly, she was concentrating, as if the lake was calm inside, and they were very close, she could clearly feel her gentle breathing, and a warm smile appeared on the corners of her lips.

Seeing her like this, Tang Song felt his heart beating, suddenly beating a little faster.

What does this smile mean?

Right, or wrong?

"I'll tell you, but not now. But before that, please answer me a question. Why did you go to Wu Wenhao?"

Tang Song paused, turned his gaze, and sighed softly: "Actually... I already knew that there was another woman outside of him."