Ji Honglin looked at her with a smile, "Mom was my mother in the previous life. Grandma always called you Momo. You sent me to Dad's house and left. You said you would come back to pick me up when I grew up, but..."
His eyes were red and he lowered his head. "But I fell seriously ill not long after you left, and I could no longer live to see the day you grew up. But I still wanted to see you again. I waited and waited, for more than a hundred years, and finally you came back."
Su Mo stared at him blankly. After a moment of silence, she asked, "How can you be sure that I am your mother?"
"Because of the connection deep in my soul." Ji Honglin stretched out his little finger and looked at her intently.
Su Mo looked down at his little hand, hesitated for a moment, approached cautiously, stretched out her fingers and touched her head with his little fingers.
A familiar feeling arises spontaneously.
In an instant, a memory that did not belong to me flooded into my mind.
Those were scenes of another woman and Ji Honglin getting along, from the moment he was born to the moment they separated.
Su Mo came back to her senses and looked at the little person, "Xiao Lin'er, I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Mom." Ji Honglin shook his head, a smile on his face. "Mom, are you still afraid of me now?"
Su Mo squatted down and opened her arms. Ji Honglin hugged her and said, "Mom, I'm not afraid anymore."
Ji Honglin raised his head and kissed her cheek, smiling softly, "It's getting late, I'll take Mom down the mountain."
Su Mo: "Can you?"
Ji Honglin nodded: "I can do it."
"Then my friends..." Su Mo looked at him.
Ji Honglin frowned and shook his head, "I can only take you down the mountain. I can't take them with me."
Su Mo was puzzled, "Why?"
Ji Honglin suddenly sighed with a mature air, "Because this is the cause of their past lives, and it's coming to fruition in this life, I can't stop it."
"The connection from the previous life?" Su Mo frowned, a little bewildered. "Were they all related to the people in this villa in their previous lives?"
"Yes, the reason why Mom's two friends died was because they provoked those two evil spirits in their previous lives. As for Brother Ouyang, Sister Chen Menglai, and Brother Xiang Heng, the three of them..."
Su Mo's heart couldn't help but rise, and she looked at him closely, "What happened to the three of them?"
Ji Honglin's chubby face was stern. "The ghost they provoked was very powerful. It's no exaggeration to say that the ghost could be called the Ghost King. If it were a hundred years ago, it might have been subdued by someone, but now, there are very few cultivators, and their cultivation is not high enough. Even if they come, they will only die. So, after you go down the mountain, don't think about asking someone to come up. I don't want you to anger him, otherwise even if I beg him, it will be useless."
When Su Mo heard the seriousness of the situation, she swallowed fearfully and said, "...Okay."
Su Mo dragged the suitcase, picked up the flashlight and walked slowly behind him.
An hour later, they arrived at the foot of the mountain.
Ji Honglin paused, looked back at her, and felt very reluctant to leave. "Mom, I can only send you here. If you miss me, burn some paper for me and write a few words on it. We will know that you are thinking of me. Mom, if you get married one day, your first child must be me."
"Okay, I'll wait for you." Su Mo bent down slightly, touched his little head, and looked gentle.
Ji Honglin smiled, "Well, go ahead, I'll watch you leave."
Su Mo looked back every few steps, and gradually, when she could no longer see him, she quickly left.
Seeing this, Ji Honglin curled the corners of his lips and said, "Goodbye, Mom."
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