Priceless Baby: 101 Bedside Stories

Chapter 1366: Master is Telling Ghost Stories

Chapter 1366: Master is Telling Ghost Stories


Aren’t you the one who always wanted kids? Has your opinion changed?


Ye Ling thought in his heart how much longer his body could support him. He was having a low fever these few days. Although it was not obvious, he did not show it. It was his body that was showing signs of his weakness.


If he dies.


What is going to happen to her and the child?


“I heard that when one dies, they have a soul.”


“… ” Shen Qianshu was speechless.


Is the old traditional parent in him alive again? First, he wanted to ruin other’s love life and now he’s starting to talk about monsters? Shen Qianshu looked at him, feeling confused. She cooperated with him and changed her body posture to look like she was interested in hearing his long stories.


Ye Ling was a scientific person. He was an atheist.


At the very most, he was a Catholic or not a pure Christian. He never believed in reincarnation and retribution things from China. She was surprised to hear him talk about such Taoist things like souls.


“I met a master when I was young, and he said that when people are dead, they have a soul. When some people die and have strong feelings, they are unwilling to move on or reincarnate. So, they will roam around in the mortal world to see their family and loved ones. I’ve heard a story from this master. There was a loving couple who were about to marry each other, but the man got into a fatal car accident. The woman was devastated. A few years later, she met another person she loved and married him. The man’s ghost watched her fall in love with another person, watched them step into the temple, and he felt really pained. So, he turned into an evil ghost and swallowed up his girlfriend and the groom on the night of their wedding.”


“… ” Shen Qianshu was speechless.


This was the first time she heard her boyfriend telling her a story, and it was actually a horror story.


This was the first time she had heard her boyfriend speaking so much without feeling tired, yet it was such an eerie story.


My hubby is telling a horror story.


He is looking intently at me.


What is he hoping for me to say? Brain loading… Hurry!


A bullet screen was running in her brain. Stop looking at me like that, it’s really scary okay?


“Is that a good story?” Ye Ling asked.


“NO!” Shen Qianshu said. This story is sick! The man is already dead. It is normal for the woman to meet another lover a few years later. After all, life is so long. You can’t just swallow someone just because they got married.


This was a horror story.


“What isn’t good about it?”


For a moment, Shen Qianshu could not figure out his thoughts, and she did not even think about the death of Ye Ling. She said, “Few people will only fall in love once. Big data shows that most men and women have had romances more than three times in their lives. Once when you are a child, once when you are a teen, and once when you are a youth. All of these have different meanings. Love is a blessing; it is fulfillment, not possession. He is already dead, and his girlfriend is in love with others. It’s normal to marry someone else.” ”


“His feelings are too extreme, of course. I think …” Shen Qianshu commented. If Ye Ling died, would she fall in love with others? Shen Qianshu thought for a while. It had been seven or eight years. When she was young, she had fallen in love with someone with all her heart. Many years later, she still wanted to be him. She thought that she might not fall in love with anyone else again in this life.


“Master, why are you telling me a horror story?”


“That wasn’t a horror story.”


That clearly was a horror story.


Ye Ling said, “The man is also at a loss. He became a spirit and followed his lover around every day. He gave up the opportunity to reincarnate, and he just wanted to accompany the person he loved most. He would rather be in pain every day and not move on. This is all because of his loved ones, yet she betrayed him. How is he wrong?”


“… Are you telling a love story?”