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"I've always been here; you just didn't notice. I have plenty of good resources and wouldn't mind sharing them with you." Lin Xiuyu leaned against the door, looking at me with a serious expression.
He turned my wedding into this mess, and now he had the audacity to say such things.
Fuming, I shouted, "Teacher Lin, you're a teacher. Do you have no shame saying things like this? Please leave right now!"
He didn't seem bothered by my attitude at all; instead, he laughed. "Shouldn't I be the one asking you? At your own wedding ceremony, you sneak off to watch something private. What do you think would happen if your guests found out about this?"
"Teacher Lin, is it fun for you to threaten me like this every day? If I were afraid of your threats, I wouldn't be called Youmai Vegetable." Suddenly, an idea struck me. I raised my voice and yelled, "Old lady! Old lady, come out! Your son is here! Your son is right here; hurry up!"
At my shout, Lin Xiuyu's expression changed dramatically. He asked uneasily, "Who are you calling?"
"Who do you think I'm calling? The person calling your son can only be your mother. You wouldn't even recognize your own mother, would you?"
"You know her?" he asked in surprise.
"Why wouldn't I know her if I know you, General Lin?"
Lin Xiuyu's face darkened further, anger flashing across his features. I had never seen him like this before, and my mind raced with thoughts of how to escape if he went berserk.
At this point, I could only hope for that Old Ghost. So I shouted again, "Old lady! Come over here; your son is here!"
Before I could finish my sentence, the old lady appeared before me. Lin Xiuyu didn't have time to run and was caught red-handed.
Seeing the Old Ghost, a myriad of emotions flickered in his eyes as he turned to leave.
“Xiao Yu,” Old Ghost's voice was hoarse and somewhat choked. “After all these years, do you still hate me?”
Lin Xiuyu's back stiffened, and she coldly replied, “You are being overly sentimental. I don’t even know you, so how could I hate you?”
Sighing, even someone with my intelligence could tell she was angry. It seemed there was a significant misunderstanding between the mother and son.
“It looks like you two have something important to discuss, so I’ll excuse myself,” I said, clutching my notebook as I stood up, quickly looking for an excuse to slip away. In my heart, I prayed, “Please let me go, please let me go.”
“No need,” Lin Xiuyu said irritably. “Just sit there.”
I intended to refuse, but Old Ghost suddenly barked, “Sit down,” startling me into compliance.
“Fine, I’ll sit down. Can’t we just talk nicely without scaring me?” I pouted and began to fantasize about Garlic Sauce appearing soon.
However, the tension between the mother and son made it impossible for me to calm down.
Before Old Ghost could begin speaking, she suddenly started crying, her voice sharp and thin, weaving eerily through the entire space.
“Xiao Yu, after hundreds of years, I finally see you again. Everything that happened back then was my fault; I’m sorry for what I did. Can you forgive your mother?”
Every mother in the world is both the strongest and the most vulnerable when facing her child. I never imagined that this Old Ghost could cry so sorrowfully.
Yet Lin Xiuyu didn’t seem to care about her tears at all; her face remained icy. “Do you think you deserve to be called ‘mother’? The harm you caused me is permanent. What good is an apology? I've endured hundreds of years of torment—every minute and every second has been agony. Do you have any idea how much I've suffered over these countless days and nights?”
“I know, Xiao Yu. I've suffered just as much as you have. All these years, I've been hiding from the Ghost Messengers' search. I didn’t want to be reborn because I couldn’t find your name on the death register. I knew you were still wandering in the mortal realm, so I did everything I could to find you. But I had nowhere to go; I could only hide in the school. I had no clues to locate you. For hundreds of years, I've waited like this, living each day in self-reproach.”
"Enough, I don't want to hear any more from you," Lin Xiuyu shouted, yet his body remained stubbornly in place. It was unclear what kind of rift existed between them, but if it could be resolved today, it wouldn't be a bad thing.
In this way, I could be considered to have indirectly sent off two Wraiths.
Old Ghost suddenly knelt on the ground with a thud, bursting into tears. "Xiao Yu, I'm sorry. I know that nothing I say now can change anything. How foolish I was back then! I believed the slanders of petty people and reported you. I thought I was acting for the greater good, but I was utterly naive. I never imagined that human hearts could be so treacherous; they deliberately set a trap for me to lead me to betray you. Xiao Yu, you were executed, and no one feels the pain in my heart more than I do."
"Enough! You make me feel sick," Lin Xiuyu's voice grew hoarse as he seemed to struggle against his inner rage and pain, veins bulging on his forehead.
Old Ghost's face was streaked with tears. "Yes, even I find myself disgusting. For hundreds of years, I've found no reason to forgive myself. Xiao Yu, I've wandered the mortal realm all these years just to see you once more. I don't want to forget you; I don't want to forget that you're my child. I don't want to forget the immense harm I've caused you. Just being able to see you today brings me some satisfaction. Once I've completed this last task, I'll leave you alone forever, regardless of whether you forgive me or not. If we have another life together, even if it means being your servant, I still want to be your mother."
My view of Old Ghost shifted dramatically; how pitiful is the heart of a parent!
However, just as I finished my lamentation, Lin Xiuyu spoke again: "I'm sorry, but I don't want to be the child of someone who falsely accused their own son of treason. You are my mother; even if the whole world doesn't believe in me, you should believe in me. Yet when everyone else believed in me, you chose to betray your own flesh and blood for the sake of righteousness. Yes, you're right; 'betraying one's family for righteousness' is an incredibly accurate phrase."
Falsely accusing one's son of treason.
I recalled Su Anrong's words—he said Lin Xiuyu couldn't reincarnate because he was branded a traitor and had brought it upon himself. I had believed that wholeheartedly. But now they were telling me he had been wronged.
Heaven knows how desperate Lin Xiuyu must have felt at that time—his own mother reporting him for a crime he didn't commit. Anyone in his position would find it impossible to forgive such a mother.
"Xiao Yu, I know you hate me. I'm not asking for your forgiveness; I only wish for you to accept this last bit of goodwill from me. Even if it turns to ashes, I'll see this through for you."
She kept emphasizing her need to complete this last task, and as an observer, I couldn't help but wonder what she meant by that.
However, those who watch the spectacle often get burned themselves; I was a typical example of that truth.
Just as I was thinking, Old Ghost suddenly let out a loud scream and lunged at me. This time, she seemed to be using all her strength, her body enveloped in swirling black mist, a foul stench filling the air, and icy black smoke spewing from her mouth.
Damn it.
I was so scared that I nearly wet myself. I threw my notebook onto the bed and tried to run, but the room was so small—where could I go?
What was happening? Just a moment ago, we were reminiscing like mother and son, and now she was suddenly lunging at me.
As I ran, I found myself with nowhere to escape. Lin Xiuyu suddenly pulled me behind him, coldly staring at Old Ghost. "You don't need to interfere in my matters. If you want to see me, you've seen me now. Just go wherever you need to go."
Old Ghost opened her gaping mouth, revealing dark teeth. Reluctantly, she said, "Why? Why do you still help her, Xiao Yu? It's true that your death is my fault, but not being able to reincarnate is because of—"
"Get lost!" Lin Xiuyu shouted, striking Old Ghost on the forehead with his palm. With a scream, Old Ghost vanished into thin air.
I stood there in shock.
Old Ghost's words left me utterly confused. Even with my dull mind, I could tell she was clearly saying that Lin Xiuyu's inability to reincarnate had something to do with me. But we weren't from the same era—how could I possibly be related?
Could it be my past life?
Please don’t drag past debts into this life. I've already drunk Meng Po's soup; I've forgotten everything from my previous life completely. If you're looking for me, who am I supposed to look for?
I had always suspected Lin Xiuyu was a ghost, but he had only just admitted it outright—and he seemed to be quite a powerful ghost at that. Faced with such a fierce spirit, I decided it was best to keep my head down.
"Um, Teacher Lin, how about we play a game?"
Lin Xiuyu looked at me in surprise, as if to say, "Are you out of your mind?" This made me a bit irritated, but thinking of my perfect plan, I steeled myself and said, "I noticed you're not in a great mood, so I thought I could teach you a yoga meditation technique. To make it more fun, we could turn it into a competition. We can sit on the ground and see who can stay seated the longest. What do you think?"
This way, I could fantasize about Su Anrong while meditating—what a subtle plan.
"You care about me this much?" A complex expression flashed across his face.
I couldn't make sense of it.
"Yeah, I didn't know you were a hero before. I thought it was all an act, so I treated you poorly. Hearing the truth just now really upset me; I feel it's unfair to you. So I want to help. Would you be willing to give me a chance?"
"Sure." Lin Xiuyu simply agreed and actually sat down on the ground. But he quickly stood up again. "My butt is cold; let's sit on the bed instead."
I was exasperated. Although I really didn't want him sitting on the bed that belonged to me and Su Anrong, I had no choice but to go along with it to lure him in.
To my surprise, Lin Xiuyu picked up the notebook I had thrown on the bed and placed it on his lap, looking at me with a hint of meaning in his eyes. "Want to add a little difficulty?"
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