419 Who’s the Child?

Su Meng’s face was pale, and there was a layer of sweat on her forehead. She looked like she was in pain.

Yu Diao, who was standing at the side, noticed her unusual behavior and asked with concern, “Miss Su, what’s wrong?”

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Meng felt the world spinning before her and she fainted.

When she opened her eyes in a daze, she found that there was a layer of white mist in front of her, and she could only see a few steps ahead.

Where was this place?

Su Meng opened her mouth and asked, “Is anyone there?”

Not getting an answer, she asked a few more questions, but still no one answered her. She walked forward based on her feelings. She didn’t know how long she had walked, but she heard a child’s laughter.

Su Meng followed the voice, but all she could see was white fog. She didn’t know where the voice came from.

Su Meng walked for a while and a small figure appeared in front of her. The laughter must have come from this child.

“Little friend, what’s your name? Where are your parents?” Su Meng slowly walked toward the boy. The boy did not reply and just stood there without moving.

As Su Meng got closer, the child’s face became clearer in the fog. When Su Meng finally saw the child’s face, her eyes widened and her pupils shrank. Her legs suddenly lost strength and she knelt on the ground, looking at the child in front of her in disbelief.

The fair and tender child in front of her was her son in her previous life.

Su Meng reached out to touch the child’s face. However, before she could touch him, the child’s figure slowly disappeared like smoke. Before he completely disappeared, he smiled and waved goodbye to Su Meng.

“Xiao Tian! Xiao Tian!” Su Meng struggled to get up and tried to hold the baby, but she missed. The baby had disappeared right in front of her eyes.

Su Meng’s head started spinning again. She opened her eyes and saw a familiar face.

“What did you dream of?” Seeing Su Meng open her eyes, Wei Ting’s first question was about Su Meng’s dream.

At this moment, Su Meng had not recovered from the dream, so when she heard Wei Ting’s question, she replied angrily, “What does it have to do with you?”

She got up and saw that she was in a tent. Wei Ting was the only one there. She took a moment to calm herself down before looking at Wei Ting and saying coldly, “You’re back. Since you’re fine, I should go back too.”

Su Meng walked out of the tent. However, before she walked out of the tent, Wei Ting suddenly grabbed her wrist and asked her, “Who is Xiao Tian? You’ve been calling that name all this time.”

Hearing Wei Ting’s question, Su Meng turned around and looked at him coldly, but she did not say anything.

Hearing Wei Ting ask who Xiao Tian was, Su Meng suddenly wanted to laugh. At this moment, she really wanted to tell Wei Ting that he was her son.

However, she knew that even if she said it, Wei Ting would not believe her, so she chose to remain silent. She was the only one who could bear the pain of losing her son. This was probably the price of rebirth.

Su Meng shook off Wei Ting’s hand and wanted to leave without a word, but Wei Ting grabbed her wrist again.

“Do you know why I went missing?” Wei Ting looked at Su Meng. He had just woken up and had no idea that he had fallen into the cave. It was only after Yu Diao had told him everything in detail that he knew that Su Meng had saved him.

“I’m not interested in your business,” Su Meng said coldly.

Wei Ting did not care about Su Meng’s words and continued, “Is Xiao Tian a little boy? He’s white and tender, with big eyes, and he looks very cute?”

“How did you know?” Hearing Wei Ting’s words, Su Meng turned around and grabbed Wei Ting’s collar.

As her height only reached Wei Ting’s shoulder, she could only look up at Wei Ting’s eyes.

Wei Ting lowered his head and looked at Su Meng. He stared into Su Meng’s eyes for a while and suddenly said, “That child’s eyes seem to be very similar to yours.”

Su Meng let go of Wei Ting’s collar. She did not expect Wei Ting to dream of Xiao Tian. What was going on? Didn’t Wei Ting have no memories of his previous life?

Su Meng looked a little flustered at the moment. Wei Ting had been staring at her and was even more confused when he saw her reaction.

“Meng’er, if I’m not wrong, do you know something that I don’t? For example, what happened between us in the past? Although it might be too late for me to say this now, I still want to ask, can you give me a chance to make up for it?” Wei Ting raised his hand, grabbed Su Meng’s shoulder, and pulled her into his arms.

Su Meng was being held by Wei Ting. She wanted to struggle but she couldn’t break free.