"You know too," Mu Anxiao said, turning to Uncle Chen and asking, "Are you still having nightmares?"
"No more. It's strange," Uncle Chen smiled. "Ever since I watched horror movies with you guys last time, I haven't had nightmares. It's truly magical."
"That's because you were too lonely, with no one to accompany you," Zhang Yan laughed.
"Since that's the case, shall we do it again next time?" Uncle Chen said unceremoniously.
Mu Anxiao was quite traumatized by the horror movies. The moment Uncle Chen said that, she deliberately turned her head away.
Zhang Yan laughed, "I'm already this old. Accompanying you once is fine, but any more, I fear my heart might not be able to take it."
"Alright," Uncle Chen said with a hint of disappointment, then smiled again. "But I'm truly happy to have met you."
"I think so too," Zhang Yan nodded, looking at Uncle Chen's no longer youthful face, a sense of time's relentless passage stirring within him.
"Sit down," Uncle Chen said, helping Zhang Yan into a chair.
Zhang Yan said thank you and then began a conversation with Uncle Chen that Mu Anxiao couldn't understand.
Seeing Mu Anxiao silent, Feng Qishi thought for a moment and said, "To be honest, after what happened yesterday, I really have no face to talk to you anymore."
"Then don't talk to me," Mu Anxiao said coldly.
Feng Qishi knew Mu Anxiao would say such heartless words, so he suddenly grabbed her arm. "Um, could you come here for a moment?"
"What for?" Mu Anxiao refused.
Feng Qishi glanced at Zhang Yan and Uncle Chen, who were not paying attention to them, and said, "I have something very serious to tell you. I've been thinking about it all morning. I didn't want to say it, but since you're here, I'll tell you."
Seeing Feng Qishi's serious demeanor, Mu Anxiao cooperated and followed him to a corner.
"Go ahead," Mu Anxiao said, shaking off Feng Qishi's hand.
Feng Qishi said with a serious expression, "My sister was pushed on the back by something today. But when I looked behind, there was nothing. Do you think those two malevolent spirits are to blame?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Anxiao's heart immediately tensed. She then glanced at Zhang Yan, who was happily chatting with Uncle Chen, and looking back, asked, "Has your sister shown any obvious changes?"
"She's become less talkative, but I think she's still upset. What I'm mainly worried about now is," Feng Qishi leaned in slightly, "is that Yan Ruoruo is playing tricks. I hope you can go and see my sister."
"Impossible. Xu Ruoruo cannot control the malevolent spirit; only the malevolent spirit can control her. However," Mu Anxiao thought for a moment and said, "her elder sister is highly suspicious."
"You mean Shi Momo?" Feng Qishi's eyes widened.
"I can't confirm yet. Can you tell me her address?" Mu Anxiao asked, deciding to use her meager strength to dispel the arrogance of the second malevolent spirit.
"I don't know, but I think Uncle Chen might know," Feng Qishi said, getting up and focusing his gaze on Uncle Chen.
Mu Anxiao followed his gaze to Uncle Chen and tentatively asked, "Um, do you know Shi Momo's address?"
Hearing this, Uncle Chen shifted his gaze to Mu Anxiao's face. "I do."
When Mu Anxiao heard that Uncle Chen knew, she hurried a few steps forward and said, "Can you tell me her address?"
Uncle Chen blinked his eyes and looked at Zhang Yan. "I apologize for talking so much. I'll send you Shi Momo's address right away."