Metaphysics boss 4 and a half years old: My aunt’s milk is so sweet

Chapter 73 It’s too late to make a decision

Ran Ran's words made Shen Dinghai even more anxious, "Why is it worse than the sky falling?"

He eagerly wanted to make eye contact with Ran Ran, "It's not like the world is going to be destroyed."

Shen Dinghai took a few deep breaths and then looked at Ran Ran imploringly, "I beg you, cousin. If you have anything, you can tell us."

Ran Ran's lips trembled again and again, "Ran Ran has inner demons... This is the worst thing in the world..."

These words confused Shen Dinghai and everyone. Inner demon?
They don’t know what their inner demons are. Is it that serious?
Shen Dinghai had seen in some film and television works or literary works that inner demons were similar to the heart and difficult to overcome, but he was not sure whether the meaning he understood could match the meaning of cousin Ran Ran's inner demons.

The only person in the room who knew something inside was Wu Pannan.

She immediately let out a disdainful laugh, "It's just an inner demon that scares you like this."

"I really looked up to you and thought you were a figure, but I didn't expect you were just a papery tiger - vulnerable!"

Shen Dinghai was always afraid. He was really afraid of ghosts!
But in such a situation, this kid named Wu still dared to mock his cousin. He really couldn't bear it!
Cousin Ran Ran was about to collapse. She was still making sarcastic remarks. Isn't this just looking for trouble?
Shen Dinghai stood up menacingly and looked at Wu Pannan. The other party just looked at him indifferently, without any fear in his expression.

Wu Pannan smiled disdainfully, "What? You want to hit me?"

Shen Dinghai had a stern look on his face, "You are the one who is going to be beaten! Don't think that I really don't hit women!"

Wu Pannan still showed no fear at all, and even moved his face closer to Shen Dinghai's hand, "Fight, whatever you want."

She said indifferently: "Anyway, it will be your sister who will be in pain and your sister's body will be damaged."

Shen Dinghai was startled, he had forgotten this! It's all because Wu Pannan is too vicious. People say that love comes from the heart, and that's absolutely true.

She stayed with Zhuzhu for so long that even Zhuzhu's face became ugly, giving him the feeling of two different people.

Shen Dinghai gritted his teeth and said, "You're cruel!"

Wu Pannan laughed sarcastically, "If you have time to quarrel with me, why not take care of your poor cousin."

"She looks so serious~" she said, happily admiring Shen Mingzhu's new manicure.

"It's really rare for a warlock to be so frightened by his inner demons!"

Shen Dinghai could hardly suppress his anger, but his reason kept telling him that if he wanted to sort out clues from this chaotic scene like a ball of wool, he had to start with Wu Pannan.

After all, she seemed to be the only person in the room who knew about Cousin Ran Ran's condition.

Only by letting Cousin Ran Ran get better can everything return to normal.

Therefore, when dealing with the eccentric Wu Pannan, not only could he not speak harshly, but he also had to support him.

Shen Dinghai had a deep understanding of what "life is not easy, you can only do art". It was obvious that he wanted to open his mouth and curse, but he could only say things that went against his heart.

Shen Dinghai forced out a fake smile and said, "Miss Wu, I feel like you seem to have some understanding of the concept of inner demons. Can you..."

Wu Pannan immediately interrupted him angrily, "What the hell is Miss Wu! Who are you calling Miss!"

Shen Dinghai choked, "But your surname is Wu. If not Miss Wu, what would you call her?" Under Wu Pannan's increasingly cold gaze, Shen Dinghai changed his words in time.

"Then...call you Ms. Wu?"

Unexpectedly, Wu Pannan seemed to be getting angrier and angrier, "Don't you have any younger names? You only know the name Miss?!"

"Younger..." Shen Dinghai repeated unconsciously, and suddenly he realized something:
He didn't know Wu Pannan's age from the beginning to the end. Just because she was attached to Shen Mingzhu and Shen Mingzhu now looked like an adult woman, he subconsciously felt that Wu Pannan was also an adult woman.

Not really!

It is entirely possible that Wu Pannan is a child!

Coupled with these words she said herself, Shen Dinghai believed in this even more. After thinking about this, Shen Dinghai, who was originally very powerful, suddenly felt guilty. Could this Wu... the female ghost named Wu be a little girl like An An?

He stammered: "Um... may I ask you this year... is it correct? Please tell me when you were still alive..."

Shen Dinghai just felt that his mouth was too stupid. He gritted his teeth and his heart skipped a beat, "May I ask what your Geng was before your death?"

Wu Pannan watched him struggle and found it interesting. When Shen Dinghai finally asked, she glared at him dissatisfied before answering.

"Eight years old."

Shen Dinghai felt as if his whole body had been struck by lightning, especially his heart, which was almost completely anxious.

"Eight years old..." he said in disbelief, his tone extremely slow.

"When you were eight years old..." He found it difficult to finish the rest of the sentence.

Wu Pannan said as if it didn't matter, "Yes, I died when I was eight."

Shen Dinghai's eyes turned red and his voice choked up, "Eight years old is too young..."

He didn't know what he was crying for, whether he was lamenting that a life was withering at such a tender moment, or whether the nonchalant tone in her words made him want to cry.

Wu Pannan looked at Shen Dinghai's expression with a strange light in his eyes. She stared at it carefully for a second before returning to his expressionless look.

She murmured calmly, "It's so interesting. Are you sad for me?"

"Being sad for someone who took over your sister's body?"

The more Shen Dinghai saw that she didn't care, the more he couldn't help the urge to cry. He waved his hand.

"No... I just think eight is too young."

Wu Pannan said calmly: "Eight is not young at all."

"In my parents' eyes, I even died too late."

Shen Dinghai was so shocked by these cruel words that he even forgot to cry.

Wu Pannan's ashes-like eyes that seemed to have been fully burned looked at Shen Dinghai, giving him a cruel and cold feeling.

Like a pile of embers in the white snow on a late winter night, when the cold wind blows, they scatter and are never found again.

Only a vast white snowfield remained.

Shen Dinghai looked at her hollow eyes and knew that there must have been flames burning inside, but they were all extinguished in the end.

Like white paper, like wood, like charcoal that has been licked by the blazing tongue of fire, it cannot escape the fate of being burned out.

And when the fire went out, Wu Pannan's heart also died at that moment.

Wu Pannan said calmly: "As a tool to recruit boys for them, I have not been effective for a long time."

"For eight years, my parents didn't expect a boy."

"Looking forward to a man looking forward to a man, so my name, along with me, has lost its meaning."

"What's the use of a tool that has lost its meaning? It's inevitable for them to abandon me, even at the moment they abandon me..."

Wu Pannan looked into Shen Dinghai's eyes and said, "They will just think it's too late."

"Throw away this useless thing like me. They made this decision too late."

(End of this chapter)