Cheng Huan stared at his hands with shock on his face.
She just fell asleep, why did she become a different person when she woke up again? !
The extra memories in his head were too unimaginable, Cheng Huan stood up, staggered up and tried to find the mirror. Her ankle knocked against the leg of the table and it hurt, but she didn't stop at all.
The room was very small, but about ten square meters, and it seemed cramped because of placing too many things. Cheng Shuang didn't bother to appreciate the layout. She went straight to the door and opened it, and found a mirror in the bathroom directly opposite the room.
Her appearance was reflected in the mirror, her eyes were terrified, her face was beautiful but unfamiliar. Cheng Huan stretched out his hand and stroked his cheek slowly, and the person in the mirror did the same.
She tightly closed her eyes, opened them after a while, and the scene in front of her did not change at all.
Not dreaming.
Cheng Huan took a few deep breaths, leaned against the wall, and forced himself to calm down.
Then close your eyes again, and reorganize the extra memories in your head.
She had to figure out what was going on.
The memory in my mind is not coherent, just some fragmentary fragments, recording some things that the original owner has experienced.
The original owner has the same name as Cheng Huan.
She lost her father at the age of seven, and her mother remarried later, leaving the original owner at the house of her grandmother, who treated her poorly and cut off her living expenses as soon as she was an adult.
The original owner was very smart. She had good grades since she was a child, and she also knew that studying was the only way out. In order to save tuition, she worked around after graduating from high school.
It is not easy for an eighteen-year-old girl to find a good job. By chance, she was introduced to a bar as a "drink salesman".
The environment in the bar, it’s not wrong to say that there is a lot of sex|lust, the original owner saw a lot of money and sex transactions in it, and heard a lot of others who earned her one or two months’ salary in one night. At first, she was able to control it, but gradually They are also corrupted by these thoughts, and regard their bodies as a commodity up for sale.
But she is also smart, knowing that it is too casual to sell at a good price, so she has been waiting.
She waited for an opportunity, and someone was willing to pay a six-figure price to "accompany" a drugged husband.
That gentleman was handsome and looked like he had an extraordinary family background. The original owner was very happy to accompany him, but he was a bit reluctant after a night.
But their relationship was just that. That gentleman was plotted against. Although the original owner was not blamed, he didn't have a good impression of her, so he beat her away after giving her some money.
That night, one person was drugged and unconscious, and the other person was also a novice, and the contraceptive measures were really bad. Two months later, the original owner found out that she was pregnant.
The original owner was terrified when she first heard the news, and her first reaction was to kill the child, but she calmed down, thinking of the gentleman's clothes, and the plots in countless film and television works, she hesitated again.
If you give birth to a child, you might be able to marry into a wealthy family, even if you can't get married, you can be a lover!
She didn't feel that her idea was wrong, she went out of the hospital and went through the formalities of suspension of school, and asked about that person's situation while raising the baby.
There is not much news about the other party. The original owner knew that his surname was Jiang after a few months of inquiries. He is the successor of a certain group.
The original owner had dreamed of marrying into a wealthy family for several months, but when she was about to give birth, someone poured cold water on her head.
A piece of social news, a young model who gave birth to an illegitimate child to a wealthy family was killed by that family because she wanted to force her into the palace!
Because it involved grievances from a wealthy family and a major murder case, this incident caused a great sensation in the society as soon as it was exposed. The original owner was nine months pregnant at the time. He was frightened when he heard the news and had a nightmare all night. There were signs of premature labor.
Fortunately, she sent herself to the hospital eight months later, and there was no accident when she gave birth, but she was scared out of her wits by not having that news, and those plans of thinking that mothers are more expensive than children were temporarily dismissed. Don't dare to try it lightly.
In the end, there was still some hope. The original owner named his son Jiang, hoping that one day he would recognize his ancestors and return to his clan, so that he could also enjoy a return to wealth.
It was originally a child born with a purpose, and there was no deep feeling. A newborn child can't live without people, and will cry when things happen. In just a few months, the original owner's limited love for the child has been exhausted.
The original owner was too lazy to rely on herself after enjoying the benefits of the flesh and blood trade. She felt that she was still young and so beautiful. Even if she couldn't find a top rich family, she would have no problem finding a second-class rich man.
The reality gave her a slap in the face. It is not easy to meet rich people without connections. Even if you do, most of those people are in their forties or fifties. They are bald and have a beer belly. There was a smell of smoke, and the children in the family might be older than her.
The original owner gave the very handsome Mr. Jiang for the first time. Invisibly, the requirements for the other half are much higher. They want money and face, but there is no such cheap thing. Fancy her
What's more, she also brought an oil bottle.
She didn't find the reason on herself, and blamed all the responsibility on the child. She didn't have any feelings for this child before, and now she is even more disgusted. .
This time, the original owner went to hook up with a rich man again but failed. After returning, she felt depressed. She touched the child for the first time. up.
After sleeping, the person in the shell has changed into another one.
Probably because the closer the time is, the clearer the memory. Cheng Huan has seen many fragments of the original owner's memories of the past two years, and the more he looks at her, the deeper the frown.
She really couldn't believe that it was the way a mother treats her son—complete indifference, not caring if thirsty or hungry, cold or hot, even high fever, she didn't even look at her, at most she threw it away. Get some antipyretics.
Cheng Huan was so angry that she wanted to beat the original owner, but he was gone, and she took over the identity of the original owner and had a son in name.
Thinking of that child, Cheng Huan sighed again. She was single and had little experience in taking care of children, but she couldn't watch a child die by itself, so she had to take care of it first.
The last child in his memory was still in the living room. Cheng Huan opened his eyes and walked along the narrow corridor to the living room.
This house was left by the original owner's grandparents. The house is small, less than fifty square meters, and the decoration inside is also old.
Cheng Huan walked to the living room. There was a dirty sofa in the living room. There was a child kneeling beside the sofa, leaning on the sofa with his upper body, nodding his head.
Oh, by the way, after the original owner beat the child up, he made him kneel there to "reflect".
It's ridiculous that people who really should reflect should let others reflect.
Cheng Huan gritted her teeth, and her dislike for the original owner deepened in her heart. She walked quickly to the sofa, knelt down and picked up the child.
According to memory, this child should be four years old this year, but he looks much thinner than ordinary children, with not much flesh on his face, and his clothes are old. It is the end of July, and he is still wearing a long sleeve.
The little guy didn't sleep well, and was still talking in his sleep.
Cheng Huan carried him to the room, and when he heard his mouth opening and closing, he leaned over to listen curiously.
"Mother… "