Dying In The Male Lead’s Arms Every Time I Transmigrate

Chapter 26.1 I want to see her face (1)

Ning Meng said to the system in amazement, “After five days, I finally heard the long-lost call, (sigh)…”

Being a lonely old woman was really terrifying.

The system said: “Congratulations, you finally succeeded.”

Ning Meng wondered. Could it be that the books she had placed in his room before have worked? Did Shi Qi really fall in love with a little lady?

She used to hear from her classmates that their nephew who was a few years old already had a girlfriend at school, and he even had more than one of them.

Shi Qi wouldn’t be like this, right?

In just a short moment, Ning Meng’s thoughts flew towards the sky.

After Shi Qi finished speaking, he shut his mouth tightly and watched her reaction in a shy manner.

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Pke vbkp pvayu tbspv zkjl vs ynv yp y taydexy?

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Lkdt Yldt rkdnble bkx qsa y obkzl clqsal rywpkdt bla kvnbu bydep. Fbl ralvldele vs cl rkvkqwz, pyukdt: “Fktb, taydexy eked’v lhld byhl ydu yrrlvkvl qsa ekddla y qlo eyup yts clnywpl y nlavykd psxlsdl oyp ktdsakdt xl.”

Fbl tzydnle yv bkx swv sq vbl nsadla sq bla lul.

Fbk Ck: “…”

Tl bye nzlyazu plld bla lyvkdt xlzsd pllep clqsal. Nk Ubwd oldv swv vs cwu psxl qsa bla plhlayz vkxlp, yde lhlau vkxl bl nyxl cynj, kv oyp yzoyup y ckt cyt sq kv.

But as soon as he thought of her crying…

Shi Qi furrowed his brows, his little face wrinkling into a dumpling. This stray ghost was kind to him and was also harmless. Perhaps she just wanted to experience life.

Thinking of this, he suddenly understood, as long as the ghost had good intentions, what else could he be afraid of?

He suddenly crisply said: “Grandma, I was wrong.”

Ning Meng was still sighing in a tirade when she heard these milky words. She looked at him again and saw his pitiful appearance, and immediately rubbed his head.

Sure enough, the little boy’s hair was soft, much more pleasing to touch than the weasel’s.

She thought with a smile. Her eyes narrowed, revealing only a small gap.

However, in Shi Qi’s eyes, it looked completely different.

Seeing the two people’s relationship ease up. Shi Shanjin returned to the mansion, while Li Hui was taken to rest by Li Chun.

They were going to set off early next morning.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*  *:・゚✧*:・゚✧・゚: *✧・゚:*  *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Before light could even permeate the sky, the sound of a rooster rang from downstairs.

The weasel awoke first, stayed dazed on the ground for a while and wagging its tail, before walking out of its nest.

This nest was just made not too long ago. It was cozy and beautiful, which pandered to its liking.

It circled under the bed for a while before finally jumping onto the bed. As it stepped on the soft quilt, its paw sank in.

A small ball bulged in the center of the quilt.

The weasel watched for a while before jumping out of the bed, grabbing a glove, and got on the bed carefully once again, leaving the gloves on Shi Qi’s face.

Then it swung its paw up.

With the glove in between, the strength it used was diminished so it only gave a tickling sensation. Shi Qi opened his eyes and removed the gloves, staring at the weasel.

“Little Yellow, don’t do that next time.” He said vaguely.

The weasel did not nod or shake its head. It jumped out of the bed, wandered around, and finally bit and pulled the curtain open. Then, it jumped onto the window sill, and stared down the view.

One could see the backyard from the window sill. A few chickens were being reared behind, looking glossy and shiny, full of meat from head to toe.

It could feel its saliva leaking out of its mouth soon.

Shi Qi didn’t mind it. After all, it wouldn’t dare to go down and secretly eat them, so he got out of bed and went into the bathroom.

Once he had finished washing himself up, the weasel was already lying in his nest with an expression that looked as though it had nothing else to live for.

Shi Qi smiled faintly.

He changed his clothes, put on his gloves and carried it out of its nest. The weasel didn’t struggle, instead, it found a comfortable position to lie down with his tail hanging mid-air.

The kid was really treated it well.

It’s just that its tail hair hadn’t grown out yet, which made it feel uncomfortable because it was really unsightly and it would affect its future courtship attempts.

Just thinking about it made it feel depressed.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*  *:・゚✧*:・゚✧・゚: *✧・゚:*  *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

Shi Qi took the weasel downstairs, and saw that people had already gathered in the living room.

Li Chun had gotten up early, and was tidying the living room, putting fresh flowers in the vase, looking very busy.

He watched them for a while before sitting down on the sofa.

Li Chun saw him as soon as she turned her head, and smiled: “Why did Young Master Qi get up so early today? Dawn just broke.”

Usually, he would wake up an hour later. Last night, the Master Shi had informed her that he had requested a leave for Shi Qi so he did not need to wake up early to attend school yet he had still woken up so early.

Shi Qi glanced at the weasel lying on the sofa. Its long body had taken up a lot of space. “He was the one who woke me up.”

“Really?” Li Chun was surprised.

During this time of interaction, she learnt that this weasel was not ordinary, it could at least understand their meaning, and sometimes she could even feel that the weasel’s eyes were looking down on her.

She walked over, touched its smooth fur, and said, “Why does Little Yellow look to be lacking energy today?”

Ning Meng had just finished washing up too, She went downstairs and found them talking at the side. When she looked at Shi Qi, she seemed quite happy.

The noise she made was not small, so both people discovered her.

Li Chun came to help her, “Old Madame, why are you up so early today, it’s still dark. Why don’t you sleep more today?”

Ning Meng stared at Shi Qi, and said, “My great grandson is going out, so I naturally have to get up early.”

Shi Qi’s eyes grew wide, looking a bit unconvinced, yet he also felt that what she said might be true, so he whispered: “…Grandma.”

Ning Meng applauded with joy on the inside.

Knowing that she took the right measures to treat his recent odd behavior, she had resolved to do the same in the future to ensure that he wouldn’t abandon her again.

While he was talking, Shi Shanjin’s figure appeared at the door.

He said, “We can go now. Mom, you have a good rest at home.”

Ning Meng replied, “Okay, be careful.”

Li Hui also happened to come out of the room. Hearing this, she hurriedly packed her belongings, and deliberately forgot the bag holding the old pixiu in her room.

If they were able to find it, and if it was going to be useful for them, then she would have no qualms in leaving it. It had no use in her family anyways, considering she was the only one left.

Shi Qi followed Shi Shanjin and took one last glance before leaving the house.

Grandma sat on the sofa, watching them. Seeing him turn his head back, she waved to him. Shi Qi’s cheeks turned red and he turned his head back.

Ning Meng harrumphed, “This kid is acting awkward again.”

In the end, he must’ve turned his head back because he was embarrassed. And she didn’t know what he was embarrassed of, considering they had been staying together for so long.

Although Shi Qi spoke up last night, the final feeling he gave her was almost the same as the last few days, the only difference was that it carried a little more warmth.

Sooner or later, she was going to figure out what was going on inside his little head.

Watching them disappear at the door, Ning Meng sighed quietly.

To tell the truth, she had wanted to join them. Staying at home was too boring, but she didn’t say this out.

The old lady’s physical fitness had originally been quite good, but it only lasted until she had bumped into a ghost. Now, she could only lie at home and wait.

Moreover, the ghost was related to the corpse. Even if she tried to convince herself otherwise, she couldn’t help but feel scared and wouldn’t be able to provide any help.

She may even become a burden to them, so it was better not to go and just listen to the system broadcasting what was happening at home.

✧・゚: *✧・゚:*  *:・゚✧*:・゚✧・゚: *✧・゚:*  *:・゚✧*:・゚✧

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