Qiao Nian continued, "If there are no changes to the jadeite, it can only mean one thing. The soul of the dead is wandering the world. It has never been at peace."
Qiao Nian asked, "Do you believe in these things?"
When Qiao Nian first heard of this, she was stunned. Although she was in awe of reincarnation, there was no scientific basis for it yet. To her, it was just a fantasy.
When Lu Zhu heard Qiao Nian's words, a bitter smile appeared in his eyes. "This is just a form of comfort for the living."
Just as Qiao Nian had thought, he didn't believe in reincarnation. He only wanted the Moon Goddess because he missed his sister.
Qiao Nian looked calmly at Lu Zhu. After a while, she said, "Have you ever thought that your sister isn't actually dead?"
Lu Zhu's gaze fell on Qiao Nian's face, and his breathing quickened. His hands gripped the bedsheets tightly. After a long while, when he calmed down, he asked, "Why do you think she's not dead?"
