"Those memories suddenly resurfacing dealt a huge shock to his brain. He'll be fine in a little while."
He knew the truth was about to come out.
It no longer mattered much if Zhang Mu learned the truth now, because Zhang Mu had already found emotional support. Even if he learned the truth, he would not act rashly.
At that moment.
Images flashed through Zhang Mu's mind, one after another.
They were scenes from his childhood. Once, he had made a fuss and refused to eat, and his mother, standing in the kitchen, had told him she had sprinkled sugar into the braised pork trotters so they would taste just the way he liked.
Mom...
When Zhang Mu saw his mother's face clearly in his mind, tears streamed uncontrollably down his cheeks.
His mother looked exactly like the auntie's Spirit Body!
The auntie's Spirit Body that had been clinging to him was actually his mother's Spirit Body!
Why did it have to be like this!
Zhang Mu roared, "Why did it have to be like this? Why didn't you tell me!"
His heart filled with endless sorrow. After remembering his childhood, he finally understood: the old man was his grandfather, the middle-aged man was his mother, and the little boy was his older brother.
Zhang Mu began sobbing uncontrollably, as though he had gone mad.
Meijia sat beside him, somewhat at a loss.
"Zhang Mu..."
Meijia wanted to comfort Zhang Mu, but she did not know where to begin.
Just then.
Zhang Mu stood up and rushed outside without a care, running straight toward his home.
His home was quite far from Meijia's.
But right now, all he wanted was to get home as quickly as possible. He wanted to see the four Spirit Bodies again. He wanted to see