I Traveled Back Eighteen Years to Join My Mom's Ex on a Dating Show

On an exes reality show, a male guest approached Jiang Ling and said he was her son from eighteen years in the future.

Jiang Ling could understand, because she had also transmigrated from five years in the future.

Five years ago, Jiang Ling was twenty-two and had never dated anyone. After transmigrating, not only did she have an ex, she also had a son.

Jiang Ling was very curious: So who’s your dad, my future husband?

Ling Yunmu: How come you don’t know either? Anyway, he’s your ex. You two were an older woman-younger man couple.

Jiang Ling: Who’s my ex?

Mother and son fell silent at the same time.

Ling Yunmu told Jiang Ling that he had transmigrated this time to change the fate of Jiang Ling being cyberbullied and his dad dying young!

But he didn’t know who his dad was, and it turned out his mom didn’t know either!

Looks like they could only figure it out one person at a time.

Ling Yunmu: You said Dad likes eggplant as much as you do.

Jiang Ling: First, rule out Pei Jiyun. Someone said he’s allergic to eggplant.

Ling Yunmu: You said Dad was a scaredy-cat, and when you went to a haunted house together, he’d seek your protection.

Jiang Ling: Rule out Pei Jiyun again. Last night, I watched a horror movie, and he stayed to watch it to the end with me.

Ling Yunmu: You said you’d never forget the first time you met Dad.

Jiang Ling: Tell me more?

Ling Yunmu: You never told me the details, but every time you brought it up, you’d get so emotional you’d cry.

Then, during a conversation among the guests about their first meetings with their exes, Ling Yunmu heard Jiang Ling’s familiar “sobbing” again. He began to doubt that she had been “so moved she cried.”

Pei Jiyun: I first met my ex on the subway. I went over to ask for her contact information, but she turned me down. She said she was mute and couldn’t hear.

Everyone was holding back laughter. Only Jiang Ling couldn’t help herself, laughing so hard her voice cracked. It sounded just like sobbing.

Ling Yunmu: Could it be... Pei Jiyun is my dad?

Jiang Ling: Finally, rule out Pei Jiyun. What’s so moving about that first meeting?

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Pei Jiyun watched Jiang Ling and Ling Yunmu sitting together all the time. He looked cool and indifferent, but his knuckles were clenched so tightly they had gone white.

Jiang Ling gave all sorts of contradictory reasons for breaking up with him. One minute she thought he was too young, the next she thought he wasn’t young enough.

That last time, he simply couldn’t do it, and was forced to break up with her.

Jiang Ling said Pei Jiyun wouldn’t be eighteen forever, but she only liked eighteen-year-old younger guys.

And Ling Yunmu was eighteen now.

Jiang Ling was cornered in the elevator by Pei Jiyun, burning with a high fever.

He took off his gold-rimmed glasses and, half-conscious, buried his face in the crook of Jiang Ling’s shoulder.

His feverish breath brushed her neck, each word slow and distinct: Liar. Didn’t you say you liked mature men too, Sis?

Theme: Cherish the people around you