Chapter 82: I’d rather be a mosquito than reincarnate(2/2)
If he can't change his habit of eating shit, are you still going to watch him ruin other women?"
I sighed and said, "This
Everything in the world has a cause and effect. The cause he sows is destined to get the result. Just like a person who is not even afraid of death, why should he worry about the hundreds of dollars owed to him by others. Now he is just like someone who is not afraid of death.
People are the same. When he was alive, he had already felt the coldness of the world. He lived like a humble mouse. After he died, he could do what he wanted. This was enough for him! I can help him.
, that depends on whether he is willing to ask me to help, but now that he is not willing, how can I make a choice for him."
"But, he is hurting people!"
"What if, as he said, the people he hurt were all those who deserved punishment? Those people who planted the cause will definitely bear a certain degree of consequences! Perhaps, he can also become the result for others."
In fact, with his character, I could destroy his soul! But I didn't do that, because what he said was true. He did not hurt those decent girls, but only punished those who abandoned their husbands, children, and wives.
A person who abandons his son.
Huang Yiyi still looked incomprehensible, so I comforted her softly, "Okay, don't think so much. Go to sleep while it's still dark. Your cousin should be here as soon as it gets light."
"By the way, have you found the problem with my cousin?"
I shook my head and said, "I don't know yet. I'll find out when I ask your cousin tomorrow. Either the Feng Shui has gathered the ghosts, or a certain object or person has gathered them."
Huang Yiyi said oh, not sure if she understood, but she stopped asking.
I didn't sleep on the same bed as Huang Yiyi anymore, mainly because I was embarrassed to sleep on that bed again, so I lay on the bed she slept on before.
Neither of us spoke, just lying on the bed...
I don’t know how long it took before I fell into a deep sleep.
Early the next morning, Fatty Wu knocked on the door of our room. He shouted to us, "Mr. Li, cousin, are you awake? Cough cough cough..."
Fatty Wu's voice sounded a little hoarse, and after he finished speaking, he coughed several times in succession.
I walked over and opened the door. I saw Fatty Wu's nose was red and his face was a little pale. He was wearing a black leather jacket and looked very cold. He shivered and coughed and asked, "
Mr. Li, how is it?"
"What's wrong with you?" I asked with some confusion.
He groaned, took two breaths through his blocked nose and said, "I caught a cold last night and didn't sleep well."
"Didn't you sleep well? You didn't sleep at all, right?" There were dark circles under his eyes, and there was a black streak on his forehead that had obviously not dissipated.
"Oh! How can I sleep? She follows me wherever I go. I want to lie down and she sleeps next to me. How can I sleep?" Fatty Wu looked helpless.
"How did you sleep before? How can you sleep now!" I said slightly teasingly.
"How can that work!" Fatty Wu quickly retorted, "She is a ghost! I didn't know it before, but now I know it, how could I still sleep with a ghost? After sleeping, I'm not sure she will be like before.
So proactive."
"I'm so worried that I have to sleep during the day to avoid her coming again at night."
"Although she is also a ghost, she is quite pitiful and has never hurt you from the beginning to the end. If you can give her some care and make her a little gentle in the world, maybe she will be in a much more beautiful mood when she goes down. Sometimes help
Humans and gangsters are the same, so you don’t need to take the distinction between humans and ghosts too seriously.”
Chapter completed!