1ooooo Whatever it was I yearned for, whatever I wanted to obtain, my wife could always give me more when she said nothing—perhaps unintentionally. When I was little, she gave me a sense of security. When I grew up, she extended my life. Now, she protected me from harm.
Whether as a wife or an older sister, she always took excellent care of me.
Yet I was still that same child, daring to say I would gladly shatter my body to pieces for her. But she had never said such things, never made vows or promises to me, never offered much explanation. She had silently done everything I could not do, and she had always done it well.
The dream had just ended. Its echoes lingered without end.
I didn't know what my wife-sister lacked, because she had never asked anything of me. Yet all I knew was to demand more from her. Whenever danger came, she was always the first person I thought of, and I would shout, asking where she was. When she appeared, my blood would boil with excitement. Little did I know that behind the scenes, she was always bearing everything in silence...;...;
Could it be that the next time I ran headfirst into a wall and bled from a broken head, I would call her name again and make her appear to clean up the mess?
The bloodstains congealed on my fingertips, leaving me silent. I had to find a way to release my wife-sister from the Soul Urn. I couldn't just wait and hope.
"What's going on with the Zhang Family?"
There was a missed call from Zhang Xiaofei, but I had deliberately not called back. I wanted to ask Jiang Han what was going on.
Ghost General Jiang Han immediately brought over the