Chapter 89 Keeping Dad
Before Huo Xingchen could speak, he was intercepted by Ghost Dad, "Xingchen?"
Huo Yunjing moved closer to Gu Qingyin and whispered: "Our son is also named Xingchen. He is ten years old this year." He reached out to his waist and abdomen and gestured, "It's so tall, do you know?"
Gu Qingyin looked complicated after hearing this, and Huo Xingchen's eyes immediately turned red.
"Dad..."
Huo Yunjing looked at Huo Xingchen in confusion and shock, then looked at Gu Qingyin cautiously, and explained aggrievedly, "Honey, I really don't know him, you have to believe me, I have never done anything sorry for you. ”
Gu Qingyin was even more speechless. If she hadn't been 100% sure that she didn't have amnesia, she would have thought that they were already deeply in love.
"Take away the yin energy from your body, it's freezing me."
Huo Yunjing tried his best to inhale, but the yin energy was still coming out from all parts of his body. He couldn't stop it, and he became angrier. Finally, he just ignored it, turned to Gu Qingyin and said, "Honey, wear more clothes." The clothes are no longer cold.”
Gu Qingyin chuckled and thought, isn't this quite smart?
Rubbing her sore forehead, Gu Qingyin took out a dagger, cut off a strand of her own hair with her backhand, and tied it around Huo Yunjing's wrist.
Miraculously, the Yin Qi on Huo Yunjing's body seemed to be covered up, and he was suddenly invisible.
Huo Yunjing looked down at himself, then raised his wrist and smelled the hair on his wrist, smiling happily.
Gu Qingyin's mouth twitched and she glanced at Huo Xingchen, "Come out and say it."
The three of them moved to the living room. Gu Qingyin sat on the sofa, and Huo Yunjing clung to her so sticky that she couldn't even drive him away.
Gu Qingyin was anxious to know what happened and temporarily let Huo Yunjing go.
As the son who made a mistake, Huo Xingchen stood opposite Gu Qingyin very consciously, staring down at the coffee table in the middle, organizing words in his mind, trying to make his wrong behavior a little more reasonable.
"Are you mute?" Gu Qingyin looked calm and shouted without any doubt, "Say." Huo Xingchen trembled, stared at the coffee table, and started from the beginning.
"When I was seven years old, my eldest brother and I played hide and seek and hid in your bedroom, and accidentally saw your practice notes. I couldn't understand them at first, but I just intuitively understood that what was recorded in them was very powerful."
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"Later on, I gradually learned more words and could understand some of the things written in the notes, so I practiced according to what was written on them."
Hearing this, Gu Qingyin's eyes moved and asked: "How long did it take from the time you started practicing to the first time you felt spiritual power?"
Huo Xingchen thought for a while and said uncertainly: "About half a year."
Gu Qingyin nodded, "Continue."
No one taught him, and it took him half a year to sense spiritual power. This time was actually very short. Huo Xingchen was indeed talented in this area.
Huo Xingchen: "I practiced stumblingly until I was ten years old. My father suddenly had a car accident and was admitted to the ICU."
"I was very scared at the time, because I had no mother since I was a child, and I was very afraid that my father would leave us. While I prayed that my father would recover and come home, I also prepared for the worst. If my father didn't survive, at least I would keep him. My soul, let him accompany me in another form.”
"In those days, I read through my notes over and over again, and finally found a way to keep my soul."
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Huo Xingchen took a deep breath, "I used my flesh and blood as a ballast to keep my father alive the moment he died."
It’s a short chapter, I’ll make up the number of words tomorrow...
(End of chapter)