"Guest from afar, 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. I imagined various scenarios of meeting this mother, but I never thought about the possibility of being called out as soon as I met her.
My only thought now is: "It's over, the fantasy of being a rich second generation is shattered."
Will a wealthy family like this also support countless loyal dead soldiers, and just listen to the mistress's order, and I will disappear quietly from this world?
Sweat flowed down my forehead at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Mrs. Hansen was so free that she even picked up the cup in front of her and took a sip. She didn't know if the drink was the tea of this world. She didn't seem to care about my answer at all and just looked at me leisurely.
Compared to her calmness, I could only respond with trembling all over.
I could even hear my own throat drying up.
The embarrassment and panic left me speechless. Only now did I realize what it means to "find a crack in the ground to crawl into." The excuses I had originally thought of were of no use at all. In this man's appearance, he was as calm as ice. In front of a woman who looked the same as me, I felt as if I was naked, and all my secrets had nowhere to hide.
Finally, I forced out an ugly smile and spoke with difficulty: "I'm afraid I can't answer your question, madam..." This was the first time that the word "ma'am" came out of my mouth, because In the past, I had no chance to use such unfamiliar words in daily conversations. I felt as if I was acting in a drama.
I opened my mouth and felt 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 felt like I was being taught a lesson by my strict mother. But it would be good to drink some water. I was really thirsty. When she told me, I was still a little hungry.
I stepped forward and Mrs. Hanson motioned for me to sit down.
I sat down nervously. She poured me a cup of tea gracefully and invited me with gestures to taste the refreshments nearby.
Speaking of which, I have never seen these snacks before. Each one is small and exquisite, and the color is particularly attractive. As a polite person, I naturally picked up the tea, tested the temperature, and then drank it gracefully. After finishing the drink, he picked up a piece of snack and only half of it was left in one mouthful.
"Yeah!" I nodded repeatedly, it's delicious! This snack has all the characteristics I like, sweet, fragrant, glutinous, soft, and melts in the mouth. I am no longer reserved, and throw the remaining bite into my mouth. He said that after eating a snack, he was just a little hungry at first, but now he suddenly feels very hungry.
I hurriedly put the food in my mouth down with tea, and then tasted each one.
My idea is to eat enough first. As for other things, the worst plan is to die. However, after all, this body is also the son of this woman. Even if the soul is changed, the body is still the same. She can't take me away. Humanity is destroyed.
When Mrs. Hansen saw me eating, she was not in a hurry to get an answer and kept helping me replenish my tea in good faith.
"Ah!" Finally I was full. I couldn't help but burped.
As the saying goes: "After eating enough and drinking enough, no matter who says we won't accept it anymore!"
I was also full, and looking at the mess on several surfaces that looked like the aftermath of a tornado, I felt a little embarrassed.
I then raised my head and saw Mrs. Hansen's eyes full of wisdom and age had been paying attention to me. I smiled shyly: "Madam, I really don't know your question. I just took a nap."
When I woke up, I found that I had become a different person. My doubts and shocks also urgently need someone to answer me."
I spread my hands to show that there was nothing I could do. I looked at her innocently.
After closer observation, I discovered that Mrs. Hansen can be regarded as a rare beauty. Her temperament and appearance are all outstanding.
I stared at her, she stared at me, and they just stared at each other for a long time.
But my skills were still inferior to others, and I was defeated by her deep eyes. I looked away, picked up another piece of snack, and bit it slowly to resolve the embarrassment. However, if the embarrassment continued, I was afraid that
There's not enough pastry left for me to melt.
Mrs. Hanson looked at me and said nothing until I finished the snack in my hand.
She thought for a while and then said: "My child, Alvin..." At this point, she stopped and looked at me. Seeing that I had no reaction, she suddenly sighed.
Only then did I realize, Alvin, this is "my" name. No wonder Mrs. Hansen reacted like this.
Mrs. Hansen continued: "He died a year ago!"
She stated the fact in a calm tone, as if she was talking about something like the weather was good today. She was so calm that I didn't realize it. It wasn't until I understood what she meant that I jumped up involuntarily.
I was like a cat being poured with boiling water, pointing at her and then at me, speechless.
She looked at me as calmly as if she were looking at a puppy.
I calmed down and felt huge waves 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 he a bad person who is cheating? All the bloody soap plots I have seen are all poured in
Countless cliche plots flashed before my eyes in my mind, and I began to worry about my own fate. I looked at Mrs. Hansen fawningly, like a puppy wagging its tail begging for mercy.
"When I was heartbroken, my child, that is, you, suddenly came back to life." Mrs. Hansen suddenly showed a sad expression on her face. Obviously, thinking of the death of her child, her mood was difficult to change.
Calm down.
"I thought this was God's mercy to us, but I was wrong."
Mrs. Hansen looked at me, and her eyes suddenly turned cold: "The child is no longer the child he was before, and you are no longer him." If I hadn't seen so many routines, it would be really difficult to understand this.
Mrs. Hansen confirmed my look and knew that I was a sensible person, and then said: "That man... is not the same as my child at all. His behavior is completely different from before. I thought this was normal.
Because he went through so much misfortune. But slowly, I discovered the truth."
My heart tightened, how did she find out? This is what I want to know most.
"My living habits have changed and my temperament has changed. I thought it was normal, but until one day, when we invited the high priest to treat his injuries, the high priest discovered the truth and secretly told us."
"My husband and I have never heard of legends about people possessed by evil spirits, but we just couldn't believe that such a thing would happen around us. But everything was said by the high priest."
"The new child is demanding too much from us. Although we have satisfied him, he still has new demands, and many of them are unreasonable."
I stared at Mrs. Hansen and noticed her face turned red.
"It wasn't until he actually made friends with the shameless and dirty gangsters in the city, and even wanted to get rid of us as a couple. I was really disappointed in him."
I was shocked. There was actually someone who had penetrated that soul before me. No, it was this Alvin. Is Master Hansen’s body so fragrant? It seems that Mrs. Hansen has met my senior. It’s just this.
In soul piercing, is there still a situation where a person is pressed and their body is pierced?
It’s obvious that my ex is also a ruthless person. He took over someone else’s son’s body and also wanted to occupy someone else’s property. Can’t we wait? No, we can’t…can’t we be so hasty? I actually have the same problem
The idea is to bear the body of someone else's son, use someone else's identity, and enjoy it. After a hundred years of benefiting your parents, won't all the billions of wealth belong to you?
I sighed secretly, senior, you are too impatient and your methods are a bit too cruel.
I shook my head, looked up, and saw Mrs. Hansen looking at me expressionlessly, as if she had read all my thoughts.
I blushed and asked her to continue.
"So, that night, we lost our child again. The high priest saved our husband and wife in that assassination, and also let the evil soul leave." Mrs. Hansen's tone was calm, as if she was just narrating.
A trivial thing.
"It's just something we didn't expect. Our child is back again." There was a hint of helplessness in Mrs. Hansen's tone. She looked at me and shrugged. This was not the behavior a noble should do.
I was shocked, but suddenly I understood that this was normal.
Mrs. Hansen continued to tell her story: "It's just that this time, it's still the same. The soul that came back is still not our original Alvin. But before we had time to fully communicate with him, he..."
I looked at Mrs. Hansen with wide eyes: "What's wrong with him?"
Mrs. Hansen blushed and turned her head away from me: "One day, he went to a place for fun in the city. Well, he ordered... He gathered many socialites and caroused all night. The next day
Because his body was too weak, he died."
I concentrated my attention and thought for a long time, and finally understood what Mrs. Hansen meant. I slapped my thigh with hatred!
Damn it, this ex is such a prostitute! He found countless beauties and went to great lengths in one night, only to end up indulging in lust.