"Mom, you just got back, and now you're leaving with your bag again?" Wei Ji asked, puzzled, seeing his mother about to head out with her bag.
"I'm going to find a master to check on you. If you're possessed, I need to quickly drive the evil spirit away. You're my only son, you can't have anything happen to you." Wei Ji's mother said as she grabbed her handbag, wearing high heels, and hurriedly left again.
"Mom, I was just saying, I'm fine, really. Come back soon." Wei Ji, in slippers, ran out to chase his mother, but despite her short stature, his mother's long legs moved quickly, and he couldn't catch up.
"Whether you're possessed isn't determined by you; I need the master to come to our house and take a look before I feel at ease." Wei Ji's mother's voice drifted away, leaving only her graceful back and the white exhaust in Wei Ji's view.
