If his memory, his knowledge, his behavior, his mind, are all different from a real child, is he still a child?

Foreknowledge does not make one mature.

Experience will.

"What's wrong?" Shaoyin lowered her eyes, gently stroked the child's tender shoulders, and asked softly, "Why are you crying like this?"

Han'er was caressed by her mother's gentle hand on her shoulders, only to realize that she made her mother worried.

He had just experienced a strange situation, suddenly returning from adulthood to childhood, and seeing his mother who was still alive, he was so excited that he cried like this.

It really shouldn't have made my mother worried.

Sitting up straight, trying to hold back tears: "It's nothing, it's just a nightmare, baby."

This is quite reasonable.

Shaoyin smiled and asked him, "What's the nightmare?"

Han'er hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not. He wanted to tell the truth and wanted to tell his mother that he had experienced a lot of grievances after her death.

But his mother was seriously ill, and he might not have much time left, and he didn't want her to worry about him before she died.

After thinking about it, he chose to hide: "A ghost eats me."

He found a reason why little children would be afraid.

In fact, this happened a lot when he was a kid. Since his aunt became his stepmother, he often had such nightmares, which lasted for two years. At that time, he was really scared and often woke up at night.

He remembered the dark and silent nights, sometimes hot and unbearable summer, and sometimes cold winter nights. He always woke up crying from nightmares. After waking up, he continued to cry because of fear and loneliness.

The child's body is not easy to control, he just thinks about it, tears can't help flowing again, and he can't wipe it away.

"It turned out to be frightened. I'm not afraid." Shaoyin said, touched his head, and coaxed softly: "Ghosts are not scary, they change after death, nothing to be afraid of."

"If it's a person who died of old age, they won't run as fast as ghosts and can't catch up with you. If it's a person who died of illness, the ghosts they turn into are useless, you don't have to be afraid of them. Then they are unlucky ghosts, they were unlucky before they were alive, and it is impossible for them to do anything to you after death, Han'er don't be afraid of them."

Huihui listened, couldn't help but muttered, according to her theory, death is a degraded thing, then she is so devilish after her death, how terrible should she be before her death?

It couldn't help thinking of the operation record that it had deleted, as well as the newly added command, and suddenly shivered, cutting off the thought of deep research.

Han'er lowered her head and wiped her tears with her little hands, but she couldn't wipe them clean.

His mother was as gentle as he remembered, and he couldn't restrain his emotions, he just wanted to cry.

In fact, he is no longer afraid of ghosts when he grows up.

At that time, his heart was already hard, and there was a sense of loneliness. When he met ghosts in his dreams, he also carried a big sword, killed them and fled everywhere.

But his mother was different from the coaxing in his memory, and it still made his chest warm.

This is the mother, he knows, only the mother in the world loves him tenderly.

Unlike his father, he would only scold him: "Coward!"

Unlike her stepmother, she was busy with housework and didn't have the time or mind to solve him, so she only sent a maid to accompany him.

Even if his mother is ill, she will take his business to heart, will not scold him for making a fuss, and will patiently explain to him.

Thinking of this, the tears fell again.

"Woooooo..." He lowered his head and couldn't stop choking.

Although he has grown up and is about to become a father, his real age is about the same as his current mother. However, at this moment, snuggling next to her mother, attachment and admiration could not be restrained from surging in her heart.

Shaoyin looked at the child's tears, and thought of the child in the script who had become dull, stupid, ignored, and had no glory, and couldn't help sighing secretly.

"Come on, mother, hug you." She stretched out her arm towards him.

She was sick at the moment and could not hold him, so she could only wave to him.

Han'er didn't want this, but her body seemed to have its own consciousness, and with a "wow", she threw herself into her arms.

Shaoyin held him in one hand and patted his back lightly with the other: "Don't be afraid, mother will help you beat the ghost away."

Han'er threw herself into her mother's embrace, which was mixed with the smell of medicine and fragrance. The whole person was surrounded by gentleness and peace of mind. She couldn't control her emotions more and more.

"Wow"

He grabbed her shirt and cried so much that he couldn't care about anything.

Just remember the grievances of those years.

He was only five years old then. After his mother died, he was taken to live with his grandparents, and his fifth aunt looked after him.

In the beginning, he had a good relationship with his fifth aunt. It was later that he suddenly became disgusted when he learned that the fifth aunt was going to be his stepmother.

He didn't know what he resented, obviously the fifth aunt treated him well, but he just resented her marrying his father and being his stepmother.

But everyone persuaded him, saying that it was for his own good, that it was impossible for his father not to marry a wife, and other women who married would definitely not be as close and loving as the fifth aunt treated him.

He also said that this is the last wish of his mother, let him not let his mother's hard work, be a good child, and don't make trouble.

He wasn't fooling around. Not because he accepted what they said, but because he knew instinctively that it was useless for him to fool around, and no one would listen to him.

Father will not listen to him.

Since his mother's death, he has been taken to live with his grandparents and has rarely seen his father. Once in a while, my father neither hugged him nor smiled at him.

On the contrary, when she saw the fifth aunt, she would show a somewhat calm expression.

He treats others more than he is close, how can he listen to him?

The fifth aunt became his stepmother.

He was a well-behaved and quiet kid.