Jieyuhua was clearly a little stunned. After calming down, she said, "No, this is a child."

"I know he's a child, he... wait... you said he's a child? He's Lingzi?" Wu Xie was somewhat taken aback, and then gestured with one hand in the air. How could this be? How could such a big person turn into such a small baby?

"Lingzi?" The fat man also rushed over. The child's hair was not noticeable, but upon closer inspection, it could be seen that he was born with white hair. He was still not convinced. Lingzi was not born with white hair. If he had become a baby, he should have had black hair.

When the baby saw the fat man and his companions, it cried as if it had been frightened, and no amount of holding it by the group could stop it.

Finally, the infant Lingxiao was brought into the hands of the reincarnated Jieyuhua, and only then did the infant barely stop crying.

"What's going on? How did he suddenly turn into a child?" the fat man asked with concern.

Xie Yuhua looked completely bewildered. He shook his head, indicating that he knew nothing. He had only recently found the child and confirmed their identities, and suddenly things had turned out this way.

“We just ‘killed’ Ling Xiao, and this one has really turned into a baby…” Wu Xie said after thinking for a moment, the implication being all too obvious.

Seeing Jieyuhua's confusion, Wuxie recounted what had just happened. Jieyuhua pondered for a moment and slowly said, "He said he must die here."

“They are new students.” Xie Yuhua seemed to have made up his mind. After saying that, he became even more dejected. From Wu Xie’s perspective, it was like the autumn wind was bleak, and he looked like life was not worth living.

Xie Yuhua held the baby in his arms, feeling its weight. He seemed to have lost the strength to hold the child. If he hadn't seen the baby turn into an infant with his own eyes, he would never have believed that this was real. But if rebirth was the best way to save Ling Xiao, he was willing.

But now the child seems to have no memory of their existence at all. He doesn't cry in his arms, perhaps just because of his baby complex. It's okay for him to be a baby. He likes Ling Xiao no matter what. But their identities are just too awkward.

He can wait, wait for the child to live through eighteen years, but what about the child? If the child has memories, he will be completely focused on himself, but if he has no memories, will he still remember himself? Eighteen years, by the time the child reaches eighteen years old, he will be over forty, almost fifty.

One is an old man, and the other is a teenager. Just thinking about it makes him feel unbearable. He can't imagine a child falling in love with someone his age.

"Xiao Hua, don't be so discouraged. Why don't you check Ling Zi first?" Wu Xie whispered.

Jieyuhua's eyes lit up immediately, thinking that Wuxie had discovered something. Then she heard Wuxie say, "This person can shrink suddenly, or he can grow suddenly. Look around, is there some kind of switch on Lingzi? Maybe he accidentally triggered it."

After saying that, she lifted Ling Xiao's clothes and started searching seriously.

The Confessor: My mother tongue is speechlessness...

Afraid the child would get cold, she quickly wrapped him up again. Soon, the child developed frostbite spots. Because she didn't know how to take care of a child and didn't have a blanket, she could only use Ling Xiao's clothes to wrap him up. His little feet were also exposed and turned a little purple from the cold. This made Xie Yuhua feel heartbroken. After wrapping the child up, she carried him and continued walking forward without saying a word.

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