C58 Opposite head

"That won't happen, Little Chun won't hurt anyone." Gu Yifei said sadly.

"He drank Auntie Yu's drool tea. Even if he was a ghost, he would still be Auntie Yu's puppet. Do you want to see him like that?" "No," I said.

While we were arguing, Xiao Chun's body became fainter and fainter. He gave a last relieved smile and then disappeared before our eyes