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Chapter 49 Will You Still Love Me?
The entire ghost realm was not destroyed at this time. On the contrary, Song Juexiao still maintained the figure and appearance of a child. She stood next to Jiang Xingni and silently held Jiang Xingni's hand.
Then, the entire scene of the eerie realm was inverted and reassembled in an instant.
The house, which was originally realistic but always had a sense of disharmony, gradually fell apart.
Although the room's layout and furnishings were no different from before, Jiang Xingni could sense that, despite being fake, the scene before him was more real than anything before.
It's fake because the entire field of vision is bathed in a warm yellow hue.
Even without her special abilities, Jiang Xingni could clearly see from the warm yellow light in her vision that this place was more like a dream.
However, Jiang Xingni's eyes, and her keen observation of Song Juexiao's reaction—although he had regained his memory, it was clear that Song Juexiao was still having difficulty controlling his physical reactions.
Jiang Xingni could feel Song Juexiao's fingertips trembling imperceptibly in his palm.
It seemed to flinch slightly.
This is not a dream or a scene created by a wordless book.
This is Song Juexiao's memory, or rather, his past memory.
Jiang Xingni didn't ask, but instead picked up Song Juexiao. As Song Juexiao instinctively clung to Jiang Xingni's neck due to weightlessness, the girl whispered in her ear, "I'm sorry."
"If you don't want me to see these memories, you can cover my eyes," Jiang Xingni said in a low voice.
Song Juexiao, who had been struggling because he was suddenly picked up, suddenly stopped moving.
She glanced at Jiang Xing silently, opened her mouth as if to say something, but then hesitated at the last second before speaking.
Song Juexiao pinched Jiang Xingni's fingertips, then silently wrote on her palm with his fingertips.
When Song Juexiao first started talking to Jiang Xingni in this way, he would deliberately slow down to make it easier for Jiang Xingni to understand.
By now, Song Juexiao had habitually written at her most familiar speed—she believed Jiang Xingni could read it, she knew Jiang Xingni definitely could.
Just as Jiang Xingni had expected, she effortlessly deciphered what Song Juexiao had written on her palm.
"No, you can see it." Then Song Juexiao hesitated for a moment before adding, "Only you can see it."
Jiang Xingni experienced a very subtle feeling—considering that he and Song Juexiao had only known each other for a few days.
However, what he will see next is probably something that even Pei Zhaoye, who has been with Song Juexiao the longest among the main characters, has never seen before.
"You know what?" Jiang Xing asked the system in his mind. "I feel like I'm playing some kind of strategy game right now."
Right now, the maximum favorability rating is with Song Juexiao, which will unlock the game CG – [A Story Only You Can See].
System: [...At least you've infiltrated the main cast.]
Jiang Xingnian thought about it and agreed.
After all, she has now gained Song Juexiao's trust and fought alongside Pei Zhaoye. Even if she is not a member of the main group, she can at least be considered an unofficial member.
Anyway, it won't be some random extra who dies easily.
With Song Juexiao's permission, Jiang Xingni raised his eyes and looked at the scene before him.
It was still the familiar living room, but this time the person left behind was not the "younger brother" who had been altered by the wordless book, but the original Song Juexiao.
The girl sat on the sofa, her legs dangling, quietly and silently looking at the floor.
In the memory, Song Juexiao simply sat there blankly, while outside the memory, the soon-to-be-adult Song Juexiao calmly watched this scene and gave Jiang Xingni a brief introduction.
Jiang Xingni handed his phone to Song Juexiao. The good news was that since leaving Pei Zhaoye, he was allowed to bring electronic devices into the Ghost Realm.
Song Juexiao typed on his phone to explain: "This is the beginning of everything, and also the original form of the illusion just now."
Song Juexiao was six years old at that time.
As the girl grew older, her talent gradually became apparent.
She is a very good singer and learns very quickly.
With relatives visiting, Song Juexiao quickly became the one who was constantly praised by them, singing for guests and allowing his parents to boast about his achievements.
When relatives asked, "How did you teach your child? She's doing so well in school!" her mother smiled slightly, waved her hand, and said, "Oh, we didn't do anything special. It's all thanks to the child's self-study."
As a result, Song Juexiao finally had a place of his own in the family, and was no longer just a shadow of his brother.
On the eve of the Lunar New Year, Song Juexiao, as always, received attention from almost everyone, sitting on the sofa surrounded by people who encouraged and praised him.
Song Juexiao watched this scene silently, then ran out of the house and ran away.
The attention that had been briefly diverted to Song Juexiao returned to him because of Song Juexiao's brother's behavior.
The once lively living room became deserted, and a six-year-old girl was left alone in the house, sitting on the sofa looking at the floor.
She was somewhat bewildered, wondering why she had been thrown down.
"At that time, I wondered if I hadn't done enough." Song Juexiao calmly typed to Jiang Xingni and showed her. "In fact, I still don't know the answer to that question."
After learning the reason, Song Juexiao did not complain, but sincerely hoped that his brother could be found and brought back.
However, Song Juexiao's brother did not return. When he ran away from home, he was hit and killed by a truck while crossing the road, leaving behind only a partially intact body.
Song Juexiao did not see her brother's corpse. The change she could sense was that from now on, no one would share the love that her family had given her.
But sometimes, Song Juexiao would rather give up all this love than not want his brother to come back.
But she is also very clear about how she feels right now—she is indeed enjoying the care and love of her whole family.
"From that moment on, I became an only child," Song Juexiao continued to explain.
Then the scene unfolds like a page turning, or like a drop of water falling in and slowly spreading out in ripples.
At the age of seven, Song Juexiao became a superhuman, receiving more attention and love.
After that, the young girl grew up, stumbling and falling along the way.
Because of her superpowers, she rarely spoke anymore—and of course, she rarely went back home.
The hue of memories is always warm yellow, a cozy and soft hue.
Song Juexiao looked at the scene in his memory.
She silently explained, "They do love me, but sometimes, I still can't help but think about one thing."
If his brother were still alive, would they still love him?