Man's "wife" crisis

Not long after, Han Hansheng dragged his exhausted body back home.

Pushing open the door, the people in the room came out immediately.

"Uncle Hansheng..." Han Xiaomo called softly. Han Hansheng frowned slightly after hearing such an address, and put the shoes in the shoe cabinet, "Xiaomo, can you...don't call me like that."

He couldn't help but feel sad when he heard this special title.

"It's me, Uncle Hansheng, I'm not Xiaomo." Han Xiaomo said softly, drawing Han Hansheng's suspicious gaze.

He looked at Han Xiaomo from beginning to end, still staring at him suspiciously, "Xiaomo, don't make such a joke! You don't need to be your sister's substitute..."

Just when he was sternly lecturing the younger generation, Han Xiaomo suddenly rushed over and hugged Han Hansheng tightly, "Uncle Hansheng, I'm Xiaoqin, really Xiaoqin...Xiaomo lends her body to me." Me, but I can only stay in the world for a few more hours."

"You...why, why..." Han Hansheng's whole body was stiff. If it wasn't that Han Xiaomo was joking with him, wouldn't he... have run into a ghost?

"Do you believe me if I do this? But this will cause trouble for Xiaomo..." Han Xiaoqin smiled slightly, and Han Xiaomo's short hair that was close to the ears suddenly lengthened a lot and fell down to his waist.

This way, Han Xiaomo looks more like Han Xiaoqin!

Han Hansheng could hardly believe his eyes, but now, he finally realized who the person standing in front of him was!

Apart from the strikingly similar appearance, the girl's look and expression were different from Han Xiaomo's.

It was an expression unique to a certain person from the depths of memory.

It turns out that there really are such miracles in this world!

"Xiaoqin..." Han Hansheng stepped forward and pulled Han Xiaoqin into his arms with tears of excitement.

For a long time, I never let go...

As early as after a series of things happened, Han Hansheng began to wonder if there were ghosts in this world.

Seeing Han Xiaoqin, he finally completely believed in the existence of ghosts, but Han Xiaoqin only had a few hours left.

Putting the messy case aside, Han Hansheng took full advantage of the short time and went out with Han Xiaoqin, who had long hair fluttering.

They didn't need any dramatic farewells. All Han Hansheng did was go shopping, eat and date like ordinary boyfriends and girlfriends.

Because even these most common things, they have never done.

He bought a beautiful dress for Han Xiaoqin. Although she is wearing Han Xiaomo's body now, it is still bright and moving.

After finishing their dinner, they walked side by side holding hands for a long time on the busy street. No one spoke, but quietly conveyed the warmth of their hearts with their fingertips.

Both of their right hands were wrapped with gauze, which looked like an alternative couple outfit, which attracted envious and surprised eyes from many people.

It's a pity that time is always too hasty...

When they got home in the early hours of the morning, Han Xiaoqin took off her shoes, turned around and looked at Han Hansheng with a smile on her face.

"What's wrong?" Han Hansheng asked with a smile as he arranged his shoes.

In fact, they should not be able to laugh now. Seeing that the time is coming and Han Xiaoqin is leaving, and leaving forever, Han Hansheng is not in the mood to laugh.

But he was content, although tonight was short, it was enough for him to know what the girl in his heart was thinking.

He knew that she also liked each other as much as he did, but since life and death were about to be separated, it would be better not to speak out about some things, right?

He doesn't want her to go to another world with concern.

"Uncle Hansheng, Xiaomo lent me his body because he wanted to give me a chance." Han Xiaoqin walked up to Han Hansheng and gently touched Han Hansheng's cheek with her small hand.

Stared at by her bright eyes, Han Hansheng's heart beat faster and his face felt slightly hot, "Xiaoqin..."

"I know you are a good person and want me to go away without worries, but I don't want to leave with regret... Uncle Hansheng..." Han Xiaoqin stood on tiptoe, leaned into Han Hansheng's ear, and said softly: "I... …I like you."

After finishing speaking, she let go of Han Hansheng's hand, her face was as red as an apple.

Han Hansheng was stunned, he didn't know what it was like, he just felt sour on the tip of his nose.

Han Xiaoqin turned around suddenly to prevent Han Hansheng from seeing her expression.

"Uncle Han Sheng, do you know... Seventh Wife has already come to our house to propose marriage." Her tone was filled with sadness, "I am very happy to be your woman, really. But I didn't expect such a thing to happen. ..."

"Xiaoqin, stop talking!" Han Hansheng stepped forward and hugged her, he didn't want Han Xiaoqin to recall that terrible experience again.

"They grabbed my hand and made me unable to resist, Uncle Han Sheng, I was really scared at that time..."

"Enough, Xiaoqin, everything is over!"

"Later I realized that I was no longer pure, I lost the qualification to accompany you, and my whole life was over!" Han Xiaoqin covered her eyes, "I hate those people! Hate them to the bone! So I cursed them to die, I let them die one by one!"

"Xiaoqin... you really did those things?" Han Hansheng's heart trembled. Although he had already had a premonition when he saw her, he still couldn't accept what Han Xiaoqin said.

In his mind, Han Xiaoqin is a simple and kind girl who stays away from the hustle and bustle, killing those bastards will only get her hands dirty.

"Yes, that's right! I can't take revenge when I'm alive, and no one can stop me when I'm dead." Han Xiaoqin admitted, turning her face sideways, biting her lower lip.

Those... I asked Xiaomo to do it, and the culprit was myself. Uncle Han Sheng couldn't have any doubts about Han Xiaomo.

It's better to let myself, a dead person, bear all of this...

Even though she thought so, when she saw Han Hansheng's embarrassed face, her heart still ached.

"Uncle Han Sheng, do you think I'm scary? You think I'm an evil ghost that only harms people, don't you?"

"..." Han Hansheng really wanted to say that those bastards deserved to die, but for some reason, the words came to his lips but he couldn't get them out. He could only open his dry lips with difficulty.

Within his understanding, it is very difficult for him to accept that the girl he likes turns into a ghost to commit murder.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Hansheng, I caused you a lot of trouble... But Xiaomo is a good boy. When I'm gone, he will accompany you for me and complete the tasks I haven't completed for me. You promise I, I have to cherish him... okay?"

"He's not your substitute..." Han Hansheng frowned, "Besides, no one can replace you."

"But I'm not here anymore, Uncle Han Sheng. In the future, you can like and fall in love with whoever you want, but I just ask you to promise me... Never abandon Xiaomo, don't drive him away, okay?" Han Xiaoqin grabbed She took Han Hansheng's clothes and begged bitterly. Although Han Hansheng didn't understand what she meant, he believed in himself very much.

How could he drive away Han Xiaomo for no reason?

Such a sensible and well-behaved child, meeting him is considered a blessing to him.

"I promise you." Han Hansheng said without hesitation, and finally the anxiety on Han Xiaoqin's face turned into a bleak smile, "Thank you..."

She raised her head and glanced at the ceiling above, knowing that there was not much time left, so she suddenly rushed to Han Hansheng and hugged him tightly.

Han Hansheng was also aware of the passage of time, he hugged Han Xiaoqin reluctantly, and put his most affectionate kiss on Han Xiaoqin's cheek.

This was the first time in his life that he took the initiative to kiss a girl.

"This farewell is not enough!" Han Xiaoqin suddenly raised her head, brought her small mouth closer, and kissed Han Hansheng's lips directly, and then said with a smile: "Uncle Hansheng, can you give me a fierce kiss in the end?" order? Remind me how much you like me..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Hansheng kissed him in one breath, turning his lips red.

Han Xiaoqin closed her eyes while accepting the other party's passionate kiss, with a smile on her face.

Soon, Han Xiaomo's body released a faint stream of white smoke, which spiraled up to the roof, stayed on the ceiling for a while, and then got out of the ceiling.

But Han Hansheng didn't notice it, and still hugged him tightly, releasing all the enthusiasm of the past twenty years, and gradually kissed him from his lips to his neck.

"Hmm...uncle..." Han Xiaomo blushed. He didn't expect to see such a scene after he regained consciousness. Was it intentional by his elder sister?

"Xiaoqin..." Han Hansheng murmured in a low voice, with a lot of pain and annoyance in his voice.

Han Xiaomo had never seen Han Hansheng with such a fragile expression, and didn't know what to do to comfort him for a while, so he could only hug Han Hansheng and said softly, "I'm here..."

So Han Hansheng's kiss fell on his lips gently again, and gently opened his tightly closed teeth, and kept going deeper...

(In order to prevent the author from being taken care of by the state, please make up your own brain... cover your face...)