Reborn pretty daughter-in-law

Chapter 1602 Without the box, I will die

Yijun smiled lightly and sat down beside Song Lingling without speaking.

A masculine breath came over, Song Lingling felt uncomfortable and moved her buttocks away from him.

She turned sideways and looked at Yijun with disgust in her eyes: "Please don't pester me, please?"

"Your iron box is mine." Yijun tilted his head with a very elegant posture.

"Your?" Song Lingling thought it was funny, but she couldn't.

That box had been with her for 12 years, yet he ran out and told her it belonged to him?
He had his eyes on her box from the beginning, and now he said it was his. This man has such a thick skin!

Yijun nodded slightly, looked at Song Lingling indifferently: "Well, mine."

"You are really neurotic. You say you spent money to buy it, and then you say it belongs to you."

"Twelve years ago, you found it near the cemetery, didn't you?"

Song Lingling was startled, and looked at Yijun in surprise.

Yijun sat with his back straight, turned his face sideways, and met her gaze.

His pitch-black eyes are like magic power, which can make people sink and be addicted to it.

"How...how did you know?"

"Of course I know when and where I lost my things."

"But...but..." Song Lingling suddenly felt that she had no confidence.

If you pick up something from others, you have to return it to them, right?
But that was the only gift her mother gave her in her life!
Moreover, she brought the box by her side, and her health was really much better.

The box seemed to be able to ward off evil spirits, and she rarely had nightmares.

He is going back, what if she often has nightmares like she did when she was a child?
Thinking of the nightmare she had when she was a child, Song Lingling still has lingering fears. It was a dream that was so terrifying that she couldn't fall asleep.

As soon as she closed her eyes, those dreams would appear, and she would keep falling into the abyss, no matter how hard she struggled, it was useless.

Because of this dream countless times, she sat up in a daze in the middle of the night...

Mom and grandma asked her what was going on, but she couldn't describe it.

Why is she always having the same nightmare?
Why do I feel like I'm going to fall into the abyss when I close my eyes?
Even doctors couldn't detect these problems, and she was only five years old at that time.

A five-year-old child is innocent and can sleep for a long time, but she is not, she will be woken up by fright...

Once more terrible.

The moonlight was dim that night, shining in through the window.

She didn't know if it was a dream or reality, she opened her eyes, and saw a boy the same age as her standing in front of the hazy bed.

Through a layer of white mosquito nets, the boy's appearance could not be seen clearly, but he could see the outline of the other party, round face, and very short hair.

They just stared at each other for a long time through the mosquito net...

She wanted to scream, but she couldn't make a sound. She was so scared that she could only close her eyes and not look at the other party.

After closing her eyes, her mind began to blur and she entered another dream.

She dreamed that her grandfather was sitting in her room smoking, the kind of hookah made of bamboo tubes. When smoking, the water in the bamboo tube would roll and make a gurgling sound...

Hearing this sound, she kept wanting to open her eyes, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyes, and her limbs seemed to be bound, and she couldn't move. Then, she entered another dream, and she dreamed a lot Grave, there are many snakes crawling around on the grave...

When she woke up, she had a fever and fell ill...

This kind of dream has been done one after another in the future.

These nightmares have gradually disappeared since the box was built.

Even her mother and grandmother felt that she was haunted by ghosts.

Of course, they also think that the box is to ward off evil spirits, and she needs to carry it with her.

Since she had the casket, she has never been sick since she was eight years old.

Cold and fever, etc., the doctor said that it is a change in the immune system when the body grows, which is normal, and the child will develop after taking some medicine.

In short, no matter who the casket belongs to, it belongs to Song Lingling now!
She promised her mother that no matter what happens in the future, she will live well.

Mom didn't want to die, but she was sick. If Song Kaiming hadn't forced her to marry that Zhang Hao, mom wouldn't have died so quickly.

She wants to live with her mother's vision and desire for life!

She will never give the box to anyone!

She didn't want to live in that dreadful dream anymore!

Thinking of this, Song Lingling became more confident, and she looked at Yijun stubbornly: "The box is my life, if you want to get it back, kill me! Otherwise, I won't give it to you, just pick it up on the ground." My treasure, you can’t get it back even if you ask the world, have you heard this sentence? Why did I pick it up? Isn’t it because you don’t cherish it enough and let it have a chance to be lost? It has been with me for 12 years I haven't lost it all day!"

Yijun doesn't want to lose it either, isn't it because of his father?
Yijun looked at Song Lingling seriously: "What if I really redeem it with 2000 million?"

2000?
Seeing Yijun's serious expression, Song Lingling almost believed his words.

But what about 2000 million?

Song Lingling's expression darkened, she lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealed her sadness: "2000 million can buy me freedom...but if I get freedom, I might die..."

Yijun raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?"

Song Lingling raised her head and looked at him with a more serious expression than Yijun just now: "Without the protective box, I will die!"

When Yijun heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

Looking into Song Lingling's eyes, something was surging.

Song Lingling got up: "I'm going back to the classroom."

After speaking, she strode away.

Looking at her petite back, Yijun's mind is full of her words "I will die without a box to protect myself".

The iron box protected his father's soul, allowing him to be reborn into Gerry's body and survive.

Is it...

This Song Lingling's soul is also protected by an iron box?

Without it, she would be out of her wits?
Horror!Fantastic!
Yijun couldn't digest Song Lingling's words for a long time, so he had to call Gerry and explain the situation to him.

Gerry: "It's not fantasy, I'm a living example."

If you tell him that his uncle and aunt are people who really died once and were reborn, will he be frightened?

Yijun: "Then what should I do? Dad, I want to get back that iron box."

Gerry: "You have the heart to let a little girl lose her life?"

Yijun: "I called you because I couldn't bear it."

Gerry: "Boy, if you don't want to see her lose her life, but also want to get the iron box back, there is only one way."

Yijun's eyes lit up, and he asked, "What can I do?"

Gerry: "Let the iron box become the joint property of the husband and wife, and you can have it at the same time."

Yijun: "..."

What kind of embarrassing way is this?

He doesn't like Song Lingling at all!
　PS: This dream actually happened when I was a child.Oops, it's scary to think about it now.

　　While the monthly ticket is still doubled, let's see if you still have a monthly pass in your hand, please warmly ask, hee hee~~
　　Four thousand first, see you at 12 o'clock in the evening~
　　
　
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