He accidentally bumped into the witch while flying on his sword.

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My husband and I opened a haunted house together. We don't have any employees, just the owner and his wife.

Business is pretty good.

It's exhausting to have to dress up as a ghost every day.

Later, my husband brought several golden-armored warriors from home and turned them into ghosts that could automatically scare people.

After that, my husband and I had a really easy time; all we had to do was sit and collect money.

But after a while, it gets boring.

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Gian went back to Cat Planet today.

I held back my tears.

My older sister was the one who cried the most.

In fact, Gian, as a cat, has lived longer than any other cat in the world.

My sister said she will never raise a cat again.

I'm not allowed to keep it either.

I don't want to raise it either.

I hate cats.

Hate.

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Xiong Ba is becoming less and less active.

It looks just like the old man who often sits on a chair outside the gate of the community, fanning himself with a palm leaf fan.

He was shrouded in a sense of weariness.

My husband said that when he was born, Xiong Ba was also born.

Now that Xiong Ba is old, he is not old yet.

I had a fight with my husband today.

I asked him to think of a solution.

I don't want to hate dogs anymore.

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My husband and I visited Lao Qiu today.

It seems that Lao Qiu has Alzheimer's disease, and her husband has been treating him.

We're cured, but Old Qiu doesn't recognize us anymore.

I said my husband is a good-for-nothing.

He didn't say anything back.

I'm a useless person too.

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Xiong Ba ultimately stopped moving.

I cried for a long time.

My husband coaxed me for a long time.

I asked him why this was happening.

He couldn't explain it, so I beat him up.

But I know that he spent most of that day wiping away tears beside Xiong Ba.

I was so sad that I was trembling.

This is the second time I've seen him cry.

The last time was when we got married.

Seeing him in pain made me want to cry too.

Later, it seems that because I cried even more than him, he ended up comforting me.

I was the one who wanted to comfort him.

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It shouldn't be like this...

not like this!

Our two lives.

not like this!

I think I had a nightmare and woke up in a fright.

My husband hugged me and comforted me.

His chest still gives people a sense of peace, as always.

I told them I had a nightmare.

He said he knew, and tears soaked his shirt.

That's not how it works...

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===Chapter 168 I Don't Want This Kind of Future

That's not how it works...

Such a future.

I do not want.

"No!" Yun Yi exclaimed in surprise.

"what happened?"

Holding that soft, trembling body tightly in his arms, Chen Shun raised his sleepy eyes and asked with concern.

"..."

Yun Yi, with his messy hair, looked around in bewilderment.

The familiar furnishings.

My bed is next to it.

Beside me was the familiar Chen Shun.

"Why are you touching me?" Chen Shun frowned and grabbed her mischievous little hand.

Yun Yi didn't speak, but freed her small hand from Chen Shun's grasp.

She gently stroked his cheek as he looked on in slight surprise.

"husband?"

Chen Shun's expression changed.

"Hmm...hmm?" he responded curtly.

"Honey, what's wrong? Are you thirsty? I'll get you a glass of water." As he spoke, the groggy Yunyi got up.

boom.

A bolt of lightning struck.

Yun Yi, who had just sat up, obediently crawled back into bed, grabbed Chen Shun's arm, and wrapped it around herself.

He always does this when it thunders.

I seem to be a little out of control today?

"Honey, I'll get you some water later... It's thundering outside."

"Ah... um, okay."

"What's wrong tonight? It's been so weird..." Yun Yi muttered unhappily.

Punish him!

As he spoke, Yun Yi crawled into the quilt and rustled his hand onto Chen Shun's abdomen.

Chen Shun thought she was just like before, enjoying taking advantage of others.