[Version One: Heartwarming Suspense]
On the day I miscarried, I saw something no one else could: my unborn child had become a tiny, cuddly ghost, perched at my bedside and calling me Mom.
He said he had to overcome “forty-nine trials” before he could return to me.
From then on, I was forced to develop the ability to see spirits and embark on a mystical journey, helping my ghostly son “fight monsters and level up.”
Until one day, a man who always appeared at crucial moments said to Niannian, “Call me Daddy, and I’ll help you reincarnate sooner.”
I looked at the man, who was supposedly the reincarnation of a Buddhist cultivator with a thousand years of practice, and fell into deep thought.
Sir, do you know you’re acting completely out of character?
[Version Two: Blunt and Internet-Savvy]
After being dumped by a jerk, Lin Qingyin unexpectedly gained the ability to see spirits and began a life of earning good karma and hitting quotas with her adorable ghost son to repay their debts.
Evil spirits and ferocious ghosts? No worries, my son specializes in putting them in their place!
Then they met that aloof, abstinent reincarnation of a Buddhist cultivator, and the whole vibe suddenly went off the rails.
With an evil spirit right in front of us, he shielded me while my adorable boy clung to his leg and yelled, “Go, Daddy!”
The Buddhist cultivator turned to me, his eyes warm. “My dear, a child can’t grow up without a father.”
Me: “???” So much for renouncing love and desire!
