After the mother was reborn, she was deeply involved in the battle for favor between her sons

Lin Xu was in a good mood after eating the barbecue and was shaking his legs happily.

"Do you like eating skewers so much?" Ji Zeqiu murmured softly as he looked at the skewers on the table.

In a trance, he realized that the last time he had a barbecue was twenty years ago.

As far as I can remember, his mother loves barbecue.

Sometimes she would sneak out with her father to eat late at night, and he would catch her when she came back because he could smell the smell of barbecue on her.

Next time I go there to eat, I will bring him one or two skewers, and then watch him sweating from the spiciness and laugh non-stop.

She has no awareness at all that as a mother she should care about her son.

Suddenly, the memories were forcibly interrupted.

Ji Zeqiu pinched the bridge of his nose irritably. He kept thinking about his mother for no apparent reason lately.

He obviously shouldn't have remembered that.

He shook his head, clearing all the memories from his mind.

Suddenly, a skewer was handed to him.

"This is for you to eat."

Ji Zeqiu didn't react and just took a bite stupidly.

The next second, his throat felt as if a hot fire was burning, causing sore throat and dense sweat oozing from his forehead.

Qingling's cheerful laughter rang in his ears.

At this moment, he seemed to be pulled back into the memories that he tried so hard to forget, and his chest ached as if it was being torn apart by something.

"You've grown up, but you still can't eat spicy food like when you were a child." Lin Xu smiled and handed him a glass of water.

Ji Zeqiu was stunned. "You, what did you just say?"

Lin Xu didn't hear what he said, and knocked his head in annoyance, "Oh, right, milk can relieve the spiciness. I'll go get you a glass."

Ji Zeqiu stared blankly at her back.

How does she know she can’t eat spicy food?

Did Ji Tingyang tell her?

But...will Ji Tingyang tell her this?

The more he cares, the more he will discover things that he doesn't usually notice.

When she was in a good mood, Ji Zeqiu discovered that she liked to hum a tune without lyrics.

It was somewhat similar to the vague song his mother sang to him while he was sleeping.

"What song are you humming? I don't think I've ever heard it before?" Ji Zeqiu asked casually.

"It's not a song, I just hummed it casually." Lin Xu responded while watching TV series.

"Oh……"

Ji Zeqiu looked up at the TV series she was watching, which was the idol drama he starred in before.

Did your mother like watching idol dramas in the past?

He tried hard to recall, but found that he had forgotten these things long ago.

Ji Zeqiu had tried hard to forget everything about his mother before, but now he was trying desperately to remember it.

However, so much time has passed that many things have been erased from his memory.

It wasn't something he could remember even if he tried hard.

Ji Zeqiu returned to the bedroom and rummaged through the bookcases and drawers, trying to find something about his mother, but found nothing.

He realized belatedly that he was afraid that he would think of his mother again, so he left all the photos and things related to his mother in the villa and did not take anything with him.

Just when he was hesitating whether to go back to the villa, he suddenly received a call from Ji Tingyang on his cell phone.

The first thing he said was, "Is Lin Xu not at home? She didn't answer my calls."

"..." Ji Zeqiu resisted the urge to hang up the phone, rolled his eyes at the air, and said unhappily, "Maybe she didn't check her phone while shopping. Also! I'm not her babysitter, don't ask me everything."

"Then let her go back to the villa and I won't ask you any more questions."

"Don't think about it!"

"Hang up." Ji Tingyang didn't get any useful information and was so bored that he wanted to hang up the phone.

"Wait a minute!" Ji Zeqiu shouted hurriedly.

"Ok?"

"You, you..." Ji Zeqiu hesitated, and before Ji Tingyang's patience was about to run out, he finally asked the question in his mind, "Do you think Lin Xu is a bit like your mother?"

"No!" Ji Tingyang answered firmly.

"Then why do you care about her so much? It can't be because you really like her." Ji Zeqiu asked.

"Yes, that's right, I like her." Ji Tingyang affirmed.

Ji Zeqiu didn't believe him, "Are all those things that my mother had still there? I want to go back and take a look."

"After so many years, even if it's still there, it must have turned yellow and rotten." Ji Tingyang rarely comforted him, "It's been so long since this happened, there's no point in thinking about it anymore, you should let it go as soon as possible."

Ji Zeqiu held the phone tightly, his fingertips turned white, and his heart was filled with endless waves, which seemed to shatter the calmness he had pretended for so many years.

He had clearly forgotten about his mother, but ever since Lin Xu showed up, he would inexplicably recall the past.

Is it because he has never let go of this matter that no matter what he sees, he feels the shadow of his mother?

"Don't think too much." Ji Tingyang said and hung up the phone.

Ji Zeqiu took a deep breath, but still felt chest tightness and depression, and his heart was in turmoil.

Perhaps because his attention was distracted by this incident, Ji Zeqiu has been absent-minded during this period, and even the scenes that were usually completed in one take were cut several times.

The director's face was filled with anger, he wanted to curse but didn't dare to.

The agent hurried over to appease the director, kept apologizing, and then pulled Ji Zeqiu aside to educate him.

"What's wrong with you lately? You've been in a bad state. Is it because of Wen Li's matter again?" asked the agent.

Every time he was in bad shape in the past, it was because of Wen Li.

So the agents are used to it.

"It's not her." Ji Zeqiu said in a muffled voice.

"Shen Qingtang?"

"No."

"That's Lin Xu." The agent guessed almost everyone around him.

"That's about right." Ji Zeqiu became upset when he thought about this and subconsciously reached into his pocket to take a puff of cigarette.

When he found his pockets were empty, he remembered that he was wearing a costume.

"Tell me, what's going on?" The agent offered him a cigarette.

Ji Zeqiu took a puff of his cigarette and said slowly, "I think Lin Xu is a bit like my mother in some ways."

"Well, then what?" The agent knew that his mother had died long ago.

Ji Zeqiu suddenly fell silent again, struggling over what to say.

And then he thought they were the same person?

Obviously his mother had passed away a long time ago, and even if she was still alive, she shouldn't look so young.

Even Ji Tingyang said that he was just thinking too much, and his agent would definitely think that he had mental problems.

Maybe he really was thinking too much.

Ji Zeqiu exhaled a puff of white smoke, just like his thoughts were drifting, "Nothing, I just suddenly missed her."

The agent knew that the "she" Ji Zeqiu was referring to was his mother.

"I want to go to Nanshan Cemetery." said Ji Zeqiu.

Because he was afraid that seeing the two tombstones would make him sad again, he didn't visit his parents for a long time.