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The topic gradually moved in a strange direction, and before Song Mipin could figure out what was wrong, he was sent to the sky by a gust of wind by Gu Xun.

With light hands and feet, Song Mi floated upwards.

"Try to only make your feet heavier," Gu Xun took his hand and said to Song Mi with his face up, "Keep your body upright."

Song Mi tried to increase the weight of the limbs on the body, but found that it was not possible: "No, I can only lighten them all."

He adjusted his falling position in the air: "But it can still be done by keeping the body upright."

Song Mi wore a black hooded sweater today, tied with a hat string around the neck, revealing fair skin on the neck and neck, exuding a clean and youthful air.

Gu Xun was silent for a moment, then took out a pen from his pocket and put it in Song Mi's pocket.

Song Mi bowed his head: "Pen?"

Gu Xun withdrew his hand and saw that Song Mi was still floating in the sky.

"Your ability is not to control your weight," Gu Xun said.

"Not weight control?" Song Mi took out Gu Xun's pen, "What is that?"

Gu Xun raised his raised hand and laid it flat, motioning for Song Mi to return the pen to him: "It's to control gravity."

The pen left Song Mi's fingertips and fell into Gu Xun's palm. The dark brown gold-plated pen has a certain weight.

Song Mi suddenly realized that it wasn't just him who floated up just now.

There are also his clothes, the self-defense knife in his pocket, and Gu Xun's pen just now.

"Fly!" Song Mi lifted Gu Xun's hand up, "Feifeifei!"

Gu Xun raised his arm, took Song Mi's hand and pulled him down: "Now you can only control your own weight, and there are some small personal items."

Song Mi landed on both feet, and after hearing the word "close to the body", she turned around and hugged Gu Xun.

Gu Xun froze and stopped.

Song Mi hugged Gu Xun tightly, wrapped her arms around Gu Xun tightly, and put her head on his shoulder.

Gu Xun lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, covering the throbbing flickering in his eyes.

He raised his hand, wanting to hug Song Mi too.

"It's so posted, why can't it fly?"

Song Mi suddenly let go of Gu Xun, and Gu Xun's raised hand quickly returned to its original position.

He took a step back and looked up at a house: "Take your time."

The geographical location of this community is not good, and people who buy houses here are basically retirement or investment.

There were not many people living in the neighbors of Song Mi's house, but now that something happened, it became even more deserted.

They stayed at home and stayed, so they came out to try their luck to see if they could pick up something and go back.

"They've all been found," Song Mi closed the kitchen cabinet door, "It's probably the robbers we met before."

Gu Xun kicked away a cardboard box in the messy living room, and gave a soft "hmm": "Go back."

At noon, the sky was cloudier than before they came.

"It's going to rain." Gu Xun said.

Song Mi was walking on the road and saw the long knife on the side of the road.

"I really have a predestined relationship with this thing," he bent down to pick up the knife, "you can follow me from now on."

Gu Xun picked up a rag and wrapped it around the blade: "Be careful."

"Make a scabbard tomorrow." Song Mi held the handle of the knife and slashed it twice in the air, "It's quite easy."

"Can you control its gravity?" Gu Xun asked.

Song Mi tried it, and felt a little heavy: "Playing balls, with such a broken ability, I can't even carry a knife."

Gu Xun pressed Song Mi's shoulder: "Take your time."

After returning home, Song Mi saw that Song Yuanxiu took out all the big pots and small pots that could be used at home and put them in the yard.

"Hey, Dad," Song Mi happily walked around the yard with a pocket in his pocket, "Are you asking for rain? Do you want me to find you a stick of incense?"

"You don't get in the way here." Song Yuanxiu wished Song Mi could get away, "Find me some cement and build a pool when you have time."

"Where did you get the cement?" Song Mi spread his hands, "We didn't even find a ghost when we went out today."

"I think you are a ghost," Song Yuanxiu said, "There is something on your face, go and wash it off."

Song Mi touched her face, then turned to Gu Xun and said, "What's wrong with my face?"

There was a spider web on his forehead and temples, Gu Xun raised his hand to wipe it off: "Dirty."

Song Mi spread his hands together: "How about some water?"

Before Gu Xun could summon Yuyun, Song Yuanxiu slapped the back of Song Mi's head first: "Go to the backyard and wash it with vegetable water."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and told Gu Xun: "Don't use supernatural powers casually."

Gu Xun nodded and said yes.

However, as soon as the two of them were out of Song Yuanxiu's sight, Gu Xun's little cloud began to rain patter.

Song Mi bent down and washed his face, wiping off the excess water droplets on his face: "Will using the power in this way consume too much of your energy?"

"The air is very humid now," Gu Xun said. "An hour of rain under this range of clouds consumes about the same energy as running 400 meters."

Song Mi laughed: "It's really convenient, I want to keep you at home as an offering."

Gu Xun pressed the back of Song Mi's fair neck with his palm, and turned to go into the room.

Unexpectedly, Shi Mei woke up unexpectedly.

Not only did she wake up, she even got out of bed.

The weather was gloomy, and there was no light in the wide-open windows.

Shi Mei was wearing a floor-length white dress and slightly curly long hair, sitting on the sofa in the huge living room with her face slightly upturned.

Gu Xun stopped and admired the oil painting-like beauty.

"Mom!" Song Mi grinned at the corners of her lips, trotted all the way over and squatted on the edge of the sofa with her knees bent, "Are you awake?!"

Gu Xun watched from a distance, and did not disturb the warm moments of their mother and child in the past.

Shimei has lost a lot of weight during this time, but she still can't stop the elegance and gentleness in the woman's bones.

"Where did you go to play again?" Shi Mei's voice was hoarse, and he raised his hand to wipe off the water stains on Song Mi's face, "You're ashamed."

Her movements were gentle, and she looked at Song Mi with love in her eyes.

"I went out to look for something," Song Mi said, "I searched several places but found nothing..."

Gu Xun turned around and left the room.

The sky outside the house was even more gloomy. Song Yuanxiu finished placing the last cup and returned to the rain cover at the gate.

"It's going to rain." Song Yuanxiu brushed the dust off his sleeves.

Gu Xun looked at the man beside him, lowered his eyes and said, "Providing water doesn't consume much energy."

"Don't use it if you can." Song Yuanxiu looked at Gu Xun and said with a smile, "How can I make the child so tired every day."

Gu Xun, who was called a "child" for the first time, fell silent.

"I heard from Xiao Mi that it was thanks to you along the way, otherwise he might not be able to come back." Song Yuanxiu patted Gu Xun's arm familiarly, "Good boy, he looks so strong."

Gu Xun has never been used to being touched by people other than Song Mi, but he doesn't seem to reject the familiar uncle in front of him.

"It should be," Gu Xun said, "Song Mi is my friend."

"Xiao Mi has you as a friend, so I feel relieved," Song Yuanxiu sighed, "I'm not less angry with him, right?"

"No," Gu Xun said seriously, "He's fine."

In a few words, the sky has completely darkened.

As the first raindrop fell, within half a moment, the bean-sized raindrops fell down with a crackle.

The torrential rain in late autumn was fierce, fast and urgent.

"Let's live here for the first few days," Song Yuanxiu looked at the rain in front of him, "I'll let Xiao Mi accompany you back when the situation settles down."

"Uncle," Gu Xun hesitated for a long time before asking, "Is Auntie's ability..." Before Gu Xun finished speaking, Song Yuanxiu was shocked.

He pulled Gu Xun past him, and took a step forward to stand in front of the child who was half a head taller than him.

"My barrier was broken."

In the room, Song Mi was chattering endlessly with Shi Mei about his bitter journey.

"If it wasn't for Boss Gu, I would have died a long time ago," Song Mi said lazily, "I didn't listen to him at first, but now that I think about it, I really want to beat myself to death."

"He treats you very well." Shi Mei said.

"Yeah," Song Mi sighed, "I didn't even expect that in the library, he didn't let go until the end."

Shi Mei touched Song Mi's hair, as if he wanted to say something.

"Hey!" Song Mi collapsed and lay on Shimei's lap, "It's worth having this friend in my life."

"Silly boy..." Shi Mei looked out of the window, "You're going to make others sad."

"Whoa-"

There was a loud sound of glass shattering in the courtyard outside the house. Song Mi grabbed the long knife beside him and stood up abruptly.

"Don't come out! Protect Auntie."

When Gu Xun's voice came, Song Mi immediately protected the sleeve of time behind him.

He immediately moved to the wall and found cover: "Boss Gu? Dad? What's going on outside?"

There was another bang, and the door of the room was kicked open.

Song Mi directly broke one of the windows, and turned into the courtyard with Shi Mei.

The heavy rain poured down, soaking the clothes of the two of them in an instant.

Song Mi raised his hand and lifted his sweater to cover Shimei's head.

He calmed down, turned his head and saw the broken glass containers in the yard, among which Gu Xun was standing alone, surrounded by a faint blue electric light.

Why is it only Gu Xun?Where is my father? !

Song Mi drew out his long knife and was alert to the changes around him.

"The enemy's ability is control," Gu Xun's words were mixed with the sound of rain, "Uncle is under control."

As soon as the words were finished, Song Mi felt a gust of cool wind blowing behind him, Shi Yi screamed, and was dragged for more than three meters in the rain.

The tense string in Song Mi's mind buzzed, causing his whole body to tremble violently.

Almost enough to leave an afterimage, Song Mi quickly turned around and grabbed Shimei's arm, raised his foot and kicked hard at the black shadow behind him.

The black sweater flew up, and the sleeves were as thin as a piece of paper, crumbling in the heavy rain.

Song Mi's eyes were red, and he grasped the long knife and was about to stab it.

"No!" Shi Mei's voice was shrill, pulling Song Mi back to reality.

The black shadow revealed its true face, and the facial features were washed away by the rain. It turned out to be Song Yuanxiu!

"dad?"

Before Song Mi could fully express his surprise, he saw a cold light accompanied by raindrops hitting his face.

He threw off his sleeve and rolled around on the spot.

Gu Xun rushed over to take Shimei, and kicked up a giant plastic basin on the ground.

"Crack-"

It was the sound of plastic falling apart.

Song Yuanxiu, who missed a move, took a few steps back and disappeared into the boundless rain.

"This ability is very useful," a gentle and smiling male voice came from the door of the room.He seemed to be talking to someone, with a discussion tone, "How about playing peek-a-boo?"

Song Mi looked up and saw a figure walking out of his house.

A man, specifically, a man holding a boy.

The man was dressed in black and had tough features. He looked at Song Mi with a warm smile on his face.

And on the man's raised forearm, was sitting a boy wearing light blue overalls.

"Not good." The boy had red lips and white teeth, and seemed to be only ten years old.

He turned around and wrapped his arms around the man's neck, pouted and said, "My socks are wet."