Chapter 7: It's Comfortable!
"Distant guest, can you tell me where the noble soul that now occupies my child's body comes from?"
When I heard this, my mind went blank, and I imagined all kinds of scenes of meeting this mother, but I didn't even think about the possibility of being called out of identity as soon as I met.
My only thought now is: "It's over, when the illusion of the rich second generation is shattered." β
Could it be that a wealthy family like this will also support countless loyal dead soldiers, and I will disappear quietly from this world after just listening to the order of the hostess?
Sweat was pouring down my forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mrs. Hansen took a moment to take a sip from the cup in front of her, not knowing if it was the tea of this world. She didn't seem to care about my answer at all, just looked at me leisurely.
Compared to her calmness, I could only tremble all over.
I could even hear the dry throat in my own throat.
The embarrassment and panic left me speechless. Now I realize what it means to "find a crack in the ground". The excuse I had come up with didn't come in handy at all, and I felt as if I were naked in front of the woman, who was as calm as an ice cube, and all my secrets were nowhere to hide.
Eventually, I squeezed out an ugly smile and said with difficulty: "I'm afraid I can't answer your question either, Madame......" This is the first time the word "Madam" has come out of my mouth, because I have never had the opportunity to use such unfamiliar words in everyday conversations before, and I seem to have a sense of absurdity in acting in a drama.
I opened my mouth, feeling a little better, I licked my dry lips and was about to speak.
"Don't lick your lips, it's a bad habit, if you're thirsty, you can drink some tea." Mrs. Hansen said suddenly.
I suddenly had a feeling of being taught by my strict mother. But it's good to drink some water, I'm really a little thirsty, and when she says, I'm still a little hungry.
I stepped forward, and Mrs. Hansen motioned for me to sit down.
I sat down nervously. She gracefully poured me a cup of tea and gestured to invite me to a side refreshment.
Speaking of which, these dim sum are like nothing I've ever seen before, and they are all small and delicate, and the colors are particularly attractive. As a polite person, I naturally picked up the tea, tested the temperature, and then drank it elegantly, then picked up a piece of dim sum, and only half of it was left in one sip.
"Hmm!" I nodded again and again, delicious! This dim sum concentrates all the characteristics I like, sweet, fragrant, glutinous, soft, melts in the mouth, I am no longer reserved, throw the rest of the bite into my mouth, not to mention, a piece of dim sum in the stomach, originally only slightly hungry, now suddenly feel very hungry.
I hurriedly sent the food in my mouth with tea and tasted it one by one.
My idea is that after eating enough, I will talk about it first, and as for the rest, the worst plan is to die, but this body is also the son of this woman, even if the soul is changed, the body is still the same, and she can't destroy me humanely after all.
Mrs. Hansen was not in a hurry to ask for an answer when she saw me eating, and was kind enough to help me replenish my tea.
"Ahh Finally full. I couldn't help but hiccup.
As the saying goes: "If you are full and drunk, who will say that we will not be convinced!" β
I was also full, and I was a little embarrassed to look at the general wretchedness of the aftermath of the tornado.
I looked up and saw that Mrs. Hansen's eyes full of wisdom and traces of time had been watching me, and I smiled shyly: "Madam, I really don't know your problem, I just fell asleep, and when I woke up, I found that I had become a different person." My doubts and shocks are also in urgent need of someone to answer them. β
I spread my hands and signaled that there was nothing I could do. I also looked at her innocently.
After a closer look, I found that Mrs. Hansen can also be regarded as a rare beauty, and her temperament and appearance are all outstanding.
I stared at her, she stared at me, and the two of them stared at each other for so long.
But I was still not as good as others, and I was defeated in her deep eyes. I looked away, picked another piece of snack, and bit down slowly to resolve the embarrassment, but if the embarrassment continued, I was afraid that the remaining pastries would not be enough for me to resolve.
Mrs. Hansen looked at me and did not speak until I had finished my refreshment.
She thought for a moment, then said: "My child, Alvin......" At this, she stopped, looked at me, saw that I did not react, and suddenly sighed.
That's when I realized, Alvin, that's "my" name. No wonder Mrs. Hansen reacted in this way.
Mrs. Hansen continued: "A year ago, he was dead! β
She spoke in a flat tone about the fact that it was like talking about the good weather today, so flat that I didn't realize it. It wasn't until I understood what she meant that I couldn't help jumping.
Like a cat doused with boiling water, I pointed at her and at me, speechless.
She looked at me as calmly as if she were looking at a puppy.
I quieted down, and a huge wave stirred in my heart.
If her son is dead, then who am I? No, I mean who is "I", who is the owner of this body? Is it a swaggering bad guy? All the dog blood soap plots that I have seen come to mind. Countless clichΓ©s flashed before my eyes, and I began to worry about my fate. I looked at Mrs. Hansen with a flattering look, like a puppy wagging its tail and begging for pity.
"When I was heartbroken, my child, you, suddenly came back to life." Mrs. Hansen suddenly had a sad expression on her face, and it was evident that she could hardly be calmer at the thought of the child's death.
"I thought it was God's mercy, but I was wrong."
Mrs. Hansen looked at me, and her eyes suddenly turned cold: "The child is no longer the child of the past, you are no longer him." "If it weren't for the many routines I've seen, it's really hard to understand.
Mrs. Hansen confirmed my eyes, knew I was a sensible person, and continued, "That man...... Not at all like my child, he behaved like he used to. I thought it was normal because he had gone through so much misfortune. But slowly, I found out the truth. β
My heart tightened, how did she find out? This is what I want to know the most.
"My habits have changed, my temperament has changed, and I thought it was all normal, but one day, when we invited the high priest to treat his wounds, the high priest found out the truth and secretly told us."
"My husband and I haven't heard of the legend of a demon-possessed person, but we can't believe that such a thing could happen to us. But all things were said by the high priest. β
"The new child demanded too much from us, and although we fulfilled all of them, he still had new demands, and many of them were not legitimate."
I stared at Mrs. Hansen and saw that her face was red.
"Until he actually befriended the shameless and obscene bandits in the city, and even wanted to ...... us husband and wife Dispose of it. I'm really disappointed in him. β
I felt a pang in my heart, there was already someone who had already worn that before me, no, it was this Alvin, is Master Hansen's flesh so fragrant? It seems that Mrs. Hansen has met my senior. It's just that this soul wears, and there is still a situation where a person is pierced by a pair of bodies?
It is very obvious that my predecessor is also a ruthless character, who occupies the body of other people's sons, and wants to occupy other people's family property. Can't you wait? No, you can't...... Can't you be in such a hurry? In fact, I also have this idea, with the body of someone else's son, with someone else's identity, enjoy it, and wait until the parents are cheap for a hundred years, aren't all the billions of wealth their own?
I sighed to myself, senior, you are too anxious, and your methods are a little too vicious.
I shook my head, looked up, and saw Mrs. Hansen looking at me with a blank face, as if she had read all my thoughts.
I blushed and asked her to continue.
So, that night, we lost our own children again. The High Priest saved both of us in that assassination and let the evil spirit go. Mrs. Hansen's tone was flat, as if she were recounting a trivial matter.
"It's just something we didn't expect. Our kids are back. Mrs. Hansen's tone was a little more helpless, she looked at me and shrugged her shoulders, this is not the proper action of a nobleman.
I was shocked, but suddenly I understood, this is normal.
Mrs. Hansen continued her story: "Only this time, it's the same as it was, and the soul that came back was still not our original Alvin. But we didn't have time to communicate with him thoroughly, and he ......"
I stared at Mrs. Hansen with wide eyes: "He ...... What's wrong? β
Mrs. Hansen blushed and turned away from me: "One day, he was in a place in the city to have fun, well, ordered...... Gathered a lot of courtesans, carnivaled all night, and the next day died because his body was too weak. β
I focused and thought about it for a long time, and finally understood what Mrs. Hansen meant. I slapped my thigh with hatred!
Damn, this ex is a kinky talent! He didn't know how many beautiful women he found, and he went on a campaign all night, and he died of indulgence.
It's comfortable!