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Eighty-first night family reunion【Mid-Autumn Festival】

Of course the man was the woman's wife and the child's father. He stopped me, but fortunately he didn't send me to his wife's knife, but skillfully took away the knife from his wife's hand, as if he was a soldier or a policeman.

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"Okay, wake up, stop making trouble, my son is gone!" the man said to the woman.

"Leave?" said the woman: "Yes, I'm leaving, so I'll come to him, I can definitely find him."

"Die, I said I'm dead! Where can you go to find him!" The man was so tough that he explained to the woman, "Our son, he's dead, he's sick, he's sick, you're sick, you're sick, you're sick, you're sent

What's crazy? It's so good to be crazy? My son can come back? Today is August 15th, and you still treat yourself as a werewolf. On the full moon night, you ran away with a knife? Are you crazy? Are you crazy

?”

The man's tone is getting heavier and the woman's crying is getting louder and louder. The woman is still a confused expression. When the man says you are crazy, the woman begins to feel very uncomfortable, and finally she cries.

Compared to this woman, she was not really crazy, but she couldn't accept the fact that her son was dead, so she seemed to be crazy, rushing around and playing with her son.

The woman accepted the fact that her son was dead. She not only cried, but also fell to the man's side all of a sudden. The man seemed to have a little wet his eyes. After all, the son was their common, not the man's own, nor was it.

Women's own.

However, although my son was dead, he was obviously not far from these two people, right next to me.

The little boy had already run to me while his father came to persuade his mother. Looking at his crying parents, I guess he was crying too.

But humans and ghosts have different paths, so he dared not come forward to get close to his parents, but just hid beside me and looked at his parents helplessly.

When their emotions calmed down a little, I approached them and said to them: "Actually, you don't have to be sad. You still have a chance to see your son."

The man looked at me strangely, as if he was looking at a lunatic, while the woman seemed to hear some good news, but she couldn't believe it, staring at me and waiting for me to speak.

"I have a mask, and I know it must be ridiculous for me to say it." I said, "As long as I wear this mask, anyone can see a ghost." I finally said it.

"Really?" said the woman, "You didn't lie to me?"

Although women look very happy, men are not happy at all, as if I want to kill them, driving me away: "Go and go, why is it just feudal superstition at a young age? We don't have money and can't buy any bullshit masks, we

My son is dead. If you talk nonsense again, I will let you accompany him!"

The boy's father's aura really shocked me. Although I took a few steps back and was really afraid that they would kill me. This family was a little too scary, but I continued to say, "Actually, your children are here.

You are just you can’t see it, I can see it. If you don’t believe it, whoever you wears a mask will see him.”
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