Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

The young man smiled bitterly, and did not answer Mu Han's words, but stretched out a translucent hand and touched his face vacantly.

"Brother Mu Han, I miss the master, my home, the roast chicken you made for me, and I want you to tie my hair..."

As he spoke, tears flowed uncontrollably again.

"I think we have always been together with the master, living in that small house, eating together, studying together, and dispensing medicine together..."

Mu Han raised his hand to cover the cold hand on his face. He couldn't touch it, but he could feel it.

"I will take you home, we will go home, I will make you roast chicken, I will tie your hair, we will go back, go back..." He cried intermittently.

The boy shook his head, unable to say a word.

"Osa, Osa..."

"What's wrong with you, don't scare brother, you wake up."

"Xiaohan, wake up, brother please, don't scare me, wake up."

Familiar voices came from all directions, seeming a little ethereal.

Mu Han was stunned.

The boy also heard Tsing Yi's voice.

"Brother Mu Han, he is calling you, go back."

"No, you will go back with me, we will go back together, will we go back to the way we were before?" He cried and begged him.

"Brother Mu Han..."

The boy's eyes were full of dismay, but he had to let go.

"Brother Mu Han, I didn't protect you last time, this time I won't let you have anything to do."

"...You, what are you going to do?" Mu Han stopped crying and looked at the young man, feeling uneasy.

The boy smiled, and his clean face was full of children's innocence.

This appearance is exactly the same as when he first turned into a human form in front of Mu Han.

"Brother Mu Han, don't be afraid, I will always be with you."

"..."

Mu Han still didn't understand what he meant, and saw a red light appeared between the boy's eyebrows.

It contrasted sharply with his pale face.

This red light was exactly the same as he had just seen in the mirror image when he wanted to die with the man in black and the soul was destroyed.

Mu Han panicked: "You, what are you doing...?"

"...Brother Mu Han, you must be well." The young man smiled as if saying goodbye.

As the red light between his eyebrows became more and more brilliant, his already translucent body was now blurring at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"no no……"

"You stop, stop." Mu Han finally realized what he was going to do, and reached out to grab him, but only grabbed a void.

He just watched him in front of his eyes, broken and opened, turning into countless red stars...

"Do not!"

Mu Han roared and collapsed completely.

"Osa, Osa."

Tsing Yi grasped Mu Han's hand tightly, and looked at the alcoholic who was struggling painfully in a coma, with tears streaming from his eyes, panicking.

"You wake up, Xiaohan, don't scare brother, you wake up."

His bruised hand in the car accident touched Mu Han's thin face, and wiped his tears from time to time.

He had been in a coma, and he should have been happy, but seeing his painful appearance at the moment, Tsing Yi was not happy.

"Brother please, okay if you wake up, don't scare me." Tears fell, and Tsing Yi was terrified.

Thinking of what the doctor said, he was even more desperate.

"Drunkard, wake up, drunkard." Bai Yi looked at the drunkard who seemed to be getting worse, and was too anxious.

"Ge...Ge..."

"no, do not want……"

The drunkard in a coma didn't know what was going on. He suddenly shouted and became more and more excited. The whole person looked very disturbed. The last ray of soul was gone and his feet were kicked casually, and the sheets under him were folded.