Finally my teammates stopped throwing me in the air to celebrate the victory, and then I saw a beautiful figure gradually come into my field of vision, and that person was Jessica.

I told her to wait for me outside the arena and that I would go to her after I changed my clothes, and then I went to ask the coach for a leave of absence and told him that I wasn't flying back to Los Angeles with the team, and that I would fly back to Los Angeles with another person, and Harris, the silver fox who was the head coach at the time, looked suspicious when he heard it.

However, Shaq was standing next to him, and his lewd smile made me really doubt that this guy's mental age would not be more than 15 years old.

In the end, I got the coach's approval that I didn't need to go back to Los Angeles with the team, after all, it was just a small thing, as long as I could get back to Los Angeles in time for the game against the Hawks the day after tomorrow.

As I walked out of the Raptors' arena, I saw Jessica in front of me from a distance, and she had that unique smile that made me feel very relatable, as if we were close friends who had grown up together.

Yes, I feel like I'm treating Jessica more like a good friend or a little sister, after all, she's a year older than me, so I can't call her a sister.

But I don't know if Jessica is just a friend to me, and when she looks at me, I try to see something extra in those bright eyes, but it's so clear and pure that I just need to see it to be deeply moved.

Jessica and I rebooked a flight to Los Angeles at around 3 a.m., and then took a taxi to a town 20 kilometers away, where Jessica said she had seen the town's unique food in a food magazine, so we took the opportunity to try it together.

"Food magazines don't lie to me!"

Jessica was so impressed with the unique food of this rustic shop that she even planned to pack some to take home with her parents.

As for me, in fact, there are no special requirements for food, and compared with the food I have eaten in my previous life, I always feel that Europeans and Americans are indeed inferior to Chinese in making food, of course, maybe European and American ingredients will add a lot less of various condiments, more often to maintain the natural taste of the ingredients themselves, so in fact, their taste buds and Oriental taste buds have some genetic differences.

Take myself as an example, after having Kobe's body during this time, I found that I was very sensitive to many tastes in my previous life, but now I have become much sluggish, and subconsciously I no longer care about the taste of food as I did in my previous life, but focus on the nutrition that food can provide.

After all, as an NBA professional player, many times my recipes must be made according to the advice provided by the nutritionist, and my goal is to improve my competitive state as much as possible, so the nutrition of the food is the most important thing for me, and too many food additives will only make my body weak.

"Well, I think so too, but please forgive me for not being able to eat too much of this sweet food, which might make me as fat as Shaq."

"I'm sorry, I forgot that you're a professional athlete and can't eat these high-sugar foods."

"Actually, it's nothing, just indulging your stomach once in a while will make you more motivated to maintain self-discipline at other times, and by the way, since the last time we came back from that haunted house, I have always had scenes from that haunted house in my head."

"Really? I thought that as long as this happened to me myself, could it be that some kind of supernatural energy in the haunted house had followed us unconsciously? ”

"What, please don't take the subject in the direction of mysticism, I really can't find the right language to answer your words."

"I have a friend who knows a very famous psychic in Los Angeles, so let's take the time to ask her."

"You don't really believe in these things, do you? I don't think we need to meet the psychic or something, but this haunted house can take a moment to go back and see, the last time we left in a hurry, in fact, I feel that there are many places that we haven't had time to take a closer look. ”

"Wow! You're telling me not to believe in these supernatural things, don't you think you yourself believe in them a little bit? ”

"I don't know, it's just that some of the dreams are too real, and the staircase on the second floor in one of my dreams is intact, and as I walked up the stairs I vaguely heard that shrill voice, and just as I was about to cross the stairs to see the scene on the third floor, Shaq woke me up."

"So you just want to see what's in the third layer?"

"Don't you want to know? I had a gut feeling that there were some hidden secrets in this building, and that someone had carefully hidden them in this haunted house. ”

"But if someone wants to hide the secret, why should this haunted house be opened to the public, isn't it very likely that the secret they want to hide will be discovered?"

"I can't figure this out for the time being, but there are a lot of illogical things in this matter, and when we go to the haunted house again, we may be able to find out more."

"Well, if you insist on doing that, I think we can go to the psychic and show us better."

"Since you've said so, when we get back from the haunted house this time, if we find anything special, let's go to the psychic witch and show us again."

Jessica and I soon ate all the food on our plate, in fact, the food has a magic that makes people more and more addicted, at first I thought the taste of the food was not special, but after eating it for a while, I realized that this method of cooking food has a considerable advantage, that is, it fully retains the original flavor of the ingredients, and does not make people feel bored.

The foods we usually eat with high oil, sugar and seasoning always make us feel very good when we first eat them, but if we eat too much, it will easily degrade our taste buds, so that we can't really taste the original taste of the food.

"Jessica, the food magazine you read is pretty reliable, by the way, I remember something."

"What do you remember?"

"In a family photo we found in the owner's study table in that haunted house, there seemed to be a person I had seen elsewhere, but I couldn't remember who this person was for a moment."

In fact, the memory of this person comes from the depths of Kobe's original memory, when my soul enters Kobe's body, his previous eighteen years of memories are still engraved in his mind, but it seems to have become fragmented for some reason, although most of the memories related to life are intact, but there are also some special memory fragments that are confused, and I can't even be sure if this memory from Kobe Bryant has really existed.

But I still chose to believe in Kobe's original memories, no matter how bizarre these memories sometimes seem, but after all, they are all traces buried in the depths of Kobe's heart, and they are an opportunity for me to get a glimpse of the deepest secrets of Kobe's heart, and let me know what kind of experience the owner of this body has become his later character.

In fact, there was a moment when I doubted myself, I doubted that even if I had Kobe's body and talent, I still couldn't do as good as Kobe Bryant, his hard work, his paranoia, his serious attitude towards everything, these are all things that I can compare?

When I thought about it, I felt a deep fear in my heart, and at that moment I felt like I was being fooled by the goddess of fate, making a meaningless bet with her, should I be like Kobe, or should I choose to be myself completely?

The answer to this question may not be available for the time being, but I may gradually understand some of these parts in the long years of NBA conquest ahead.

After dinner, Jessica and I went for a walk around the neighborhood and stopped by a country bar for a few drinks and listened to the country rock that was very popular in the United States in the 90s.

We didn't dare to drink too much, because we had to fly back to Los Angeles in a few hours.

In fact, I found that these so-called country rock songs were so bad that Shaq was many times better at the party he was throwing.

Slightly drunk, I was helped out of the bar by Jessica and called a taxi to the airport.