Shen Qianshu, "... Are you telling a love story?"

Not a ghost story?

Not a horror story?

"Well."

Shen Qianshu, "..."

Yeling looked at her, and there was a cold pool in her amber eyes, which was quiet and unfathomable. It seemed that there was something very deep hidden, but it was impossible to see clearly and thoroughly.

"Do you think it's simple and normal to fall in love with someone?"

The little fairy with strong desire for survival didn't respond to her reason, and her body had shaken her head honestly.

"Sir, there are 7billion people in the world, 224 countries and regions, and 333 cities in our country. The probability of meeting each other is one in ten thousand. The probability of our falling in love is a miracle in the probability. For the world, you are a person, for me, you are the world. Falling in love with you is providence, fate, and even a miracle. There will be no one like you who makes me fall in love."

The little fairy changed into a lover in seconds, completely pleasing Yeling. No matter how hard hearted people are, they all like their loved ones to say love words. No matter how indifferent people are, they also like their loved ones to walk around him. Shen Qianshu's love words came at once, as if there was a handheld computer with love words naturally. It was so valuable to touch them casually, which slowly smoothed his hesitation and anger.

The ghost story of Yeling can't be told at all.

He wanted to tell Shen Qianshu that if he died, she would never fall in love with others. Otherwise, he would not let them go even if he became a fierce ghost. He would never want his children to call others daddy, and he would never let his women fall in love with others. Even if he died, he would never give her happiness, and his soul would be with her.

If there was a ghost, he would accompany her all his life, even if he endured the pain of tearing every day, even if he endured falling to 18 layers of hell after a hundred years, even if he became a fierce ghost, he would be willing.

Even if she can't see him.

But Shen Qianshu's confession made his ghost story fail to get a terrible ending, so he was stunned and stopped.

Shen Qianshu's eyes turned, "what about the ending?"

"What ending?"

"Your anecdote... Oh, no, the ending of the love story will be over if it turns into a fierce ghost?" Shen Qianshu asked curiously.

Yeling's heart was stuffy, looking at her bright eyes, "well, it's gone when it turns into a fierce ghost. The master said that if I want the end, I have to understand it myself, otherwise this is the end."

Shen Qianshu roast, "are you the deceiving half immortals you met on that mountain?"

Yeling didn't answer. Shen Qianshu had some love for him. In fact, she understood the implication, but she said that she would die for no reason. He was well. Although he was weak, it was no problem to hold her. Just take good care of his body, and nothing would happen. What did he say about fooling around?

Shen Qianshu thought, forget it, and confess it first. Shen Qianshu took his hand and said softly, "Sir, don't worry. Even if you die, I won't remarry."

Ye Ling, "..."

Why is this a little strange?

Shen Qianshu said, "really."

She made up her mind, "I'll accompany you!"

"I'll be with you, whether it's hell or heaven." If he believes that people are dead and real ghosts, let's just believe it.

He believes in ghosts.

She believes him!