Because he wasn't planning on a blind date, he didn't bother to groom himself and showed up looking disheveled.

Mo Yan looked at the child, whose face was extremely pale. He looked to be seven or eight years old, but he was eating steamed egg custard.

Either they like it, or they are in poor health and can only eat things that are easy to digest.

The ghost was utterly shocked by his appearance. "Isn't this the guy who was just beaten up? How come he looks completely fine now? Humans' recovery ability is just too fast!"

He really admired it.

Mo Yan was speechless. This ghost was just a simpleton, wasn't it? This was clearly not the same person at all.

"I wasn't planning on a blind date. I came here today just to shut my mom up. She asked if we'd met when we were kids?"

Mo Yan sat down directly in front of them, asked the waiter to pour two glasses of water, and ordered a fried rice, a plate of wolf tooth potatoes, and a plate of stinky tofu.

Looking at Mo Yan's expression, Zhang Yue was puzzled. "If you're not here for a blind date, why are you staying?"

As you can see, my son isn't feeling well, so I don't have time to chat with you. I need to take him to the hospital.

Zhang Yue frowned. He hadn't wanted to come today, but his mother insisted that he and his father come.

As soon as he arrived here, Xiaoyu felt unwell, and he was very anxious.

"I'm eating." Mo Yan was a little speechless. Didn't she see that she had ordered something? "There's a very skilled traditional Chinese medicine doctor here. Why don't you take your son to see him?"

Zhang Yue naturally knew about the old Chinese medicine doctor; he had planned to bring his child to see him.

“We came here to see a traditional Chinese medicine doctor. I remember the last time I saw you was five years ago, at your sister’s wedding. You were sitting alone at the table, crying and eating at the same time.”

Oh, here comes another memory scene that the original owner didn't have.

Upon hearing this, Mo Yan recalled that at their wedding, the original owner of this body cried uncontrollably, and no matter how much the people around her tried to comfort her, it was to no avail.

"I don't remember."

Zhang Yue was somewhat surprised, not expecting this answer.

The waiter quickly brought out the food, and Mo Yan ate it in big mouthfuls, not caring about how it looked or not.

Suddenly, Mo Yan looked behind her, where another Zhang Yue walked over and sat down in front of her.

This Zhang Yue, no longer with a bruised and swollen face, pointed at Zhang Yue. "Look, I'm Zhang Yue. Don't you find it strange? Why can you see me, but he can't?"

Mo Yan acted as if she hadn't seen anything and continued eating her meal.

Zhang Yue: "???"

Grass?

Surely not? We could see it just now, couldn't we?

He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Mo Yan's eyes, and even threw a punch at her, but Mo Yan's eyes didn't change at all, and her pupils didn't change either.

"What's going on? Could it be that there can't be two Zhang Yues in this world at the same time? But that's not right, I should be able to be seen by Mo Yan?"

Why didn't she react?

"If she doesn't admit it, we can't exist!"

Mo Yan continued eating, thoroughly enjoying her meal; the fried rice tasted quite good.

Just then, the uncle called.

"Hey girl, where are you? Weren't you going to eat at my place?"

Upon hearing this voice, Zhang Yue's eyes widened as if he had heard something terrifying, and then the sound vanished instantly.

"I'm eating fried rice right now, it's really good, do you want me to bring you some?"

"OK."

Mo Yan ordered another portion to be packed before preparing to leave. Before leaving, Mo Yan looked at Zhang Yue and his son. "I'm leaving now."

Actually, his son shouldn't be here.

Mo Yan led A Piao away from this place, out of the old town, without looking back.