The little girl's appearance overlapped with someone from Fu Shi's memories 20 years ago. Wasn't this the girl who had been assassinated?
She looked completely different from the other ghosts.
The other ghosts were clumsy and silent. She was the only one who was still very small and was much shorter than Fu Shi.
"Brother! Long time no see. Do you still remember Yaoyao?" The little ghost's voice was clear and soft, like a child's.
As Fu Shi stared at her for a while, he saw that her facial features were starting to become distinct. She stared at him with her big grape-like eyes and smiled.
"I remember…" Fu Shi squatted down and his eyes dimmed as he said, "I'm sorry. I was too afraid at that time, so I couldn't protect you and my brother."
"Brother?" Song Han felt a chill down his spine when he saw Fu Shi talking to air. "Who are you talking to?"
Fu Shi ignored him. Then, his nose twitched as he said, "I'm sorry…"
