Zhu Fei turned his head and saw it was indeed Tang ngyun, looking at him with a gaze filled with concern.
Combining this with the girl's previous protection of him, Zhu Fei felt a sudden warmth in his heart.
In fact, from the mories Zhu Fei had access to, Tang ngyun was one of the few in their class who had never bullied or even ridiculed him.
Even on so occasions, as the class president of their senior class, Tang ngyun had repeatedly stood up for the original owner of his body.
Although what this girl had done hadn't actually been very effective, now that he, Zhu Fei, had taken over this body, he would inherit the favor Tang ngyun had done.
And this was precisely the reason Zhu Fei had previously stepped forward to help and comfort Tang ngyun.
Now seeing Tang ngyun like this, he couldn't help but smile and shake his head, saying, "Don't worry, I'm fine, I just need a little rest."
Hearing Zhu Fei say this, Tang ngyun still seed sowhat disbelieving, and she couldn't help but tilt her head slightly, asking with a touch of suspicion in her tone, "Really? Are you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure."
Zhu Fei felt sowhat helpless; he knew his condition a mont ago must have been seen by the girl.
But his situation was only clear to him and impossible to explain to Tang ngyun.
Luckily, at this mont, Qiu Ruoxue arrived by their side. She glanced at Zhu Fei and Tang ngyun, then turned to Zhu Fei and said, "Thanks so much for what happened just now."
After a slight pause, Qiu Ruoxue continued, "My na is Qiu Ruoxue, the captain of the criminal investigation team at Lan City Police Station. If it's convenient later, I need the both of you to co with to the station to make a statent."
The ntion of this made Zhu Fei frown slightly.
Truth be told, Zhu Fei wasn't very inclined to go to the police station at the mont.
One reason was that he didn't want to expose himself too much right now, and another was that he had suddenly discovered that there seed to be so issues with the body he now inhabited, which he needed to check imdiately.
But he also knew that making a statent at the police was a civic duty, and he had no reason to refuse.
At least until he, Zhu Fei, beca powerful again, the secular laws still had considerable binding force on him.
It seed Qiu Ruoxue noticed Zhu Fei's hesitation, and after a short pause, she finally said again, "Don't worry, I'll personally handle your statent and I'll ensure that my subordinates keep it as confidential as possible."
Having said this, Qiu Ruoxue paused again, then added, "Based on my judgnt, the bank robbers earlier are likely part of a criminal gang wanted by so province. Since you took them down, I'll try my best to get you the reward money involved."
Hearing this, Zhu Fei finally had no reason to refuse anymore.
He wasn't a completely unreasonable person; he understood that this icy beauty of a police officer was so patient with him likely because of his earlier act of saving everyone present.
If he were to be ungracious and reject Qiu Ruoxue's kindness, the person who would suffer in the end would probably be him, Zhu Fei.
So, the next second, Zhu Fei agreed straightforwardly, promising to go to the police station with her to make the statent.
...
The ti that followed involved Qiu Ruoxue and a number of police officers cordoning off the scene and taking photographs and then, accompanied by everyone present, going to the police station to make statents.
About an hour later, Zhu Fei had finished making his statent under Qiu Ruoxue's personal interrogation and walked out of the police station alone.
As for Tang ngyun, she had finished her statent over twenty minutes earlier and had left the police station led by her family.
At this mont, Zhu Fei had reached the side of a road where he casually hailed a taxi to head back to his residence in the Rainbow Community.
It was only then that Zhu Fei finally had ti to re-arrange the mories of the body he was inhabiting.
According to the mories, Zhu Fei knew that the original owner of this body was actually the illegitimate son of the Family Head of one of the top families in Huaxia, the Zhu family.
He had lived with his mother Liu Hui from childhood, but the identity of the illegitimate son had not only failed to bring him any proper treatnt but had also often subjected him to disdain, ridicule, scorn, and even insults and curses.
Over ti, a certain amount of timidity and cowardice had seeped into Zhu Fei's character.
And his father, Zhu Tianming, had adopted an attitude of total indifference toward his son's plight.
His mother, Liu Hui, had attempted nurous tis to get Zhu Tianming to lend a hand to help them, but what she received in return was a cold and heartless refusal.
In the mories Zhu Fei inherited, there was a particularly vivid and clear scene.
It was of his mother Liu Hui, kneeling and kowtowing in front of all the mbers of the Zhu family, pleading for them to accept her son Zhu Fei.
That ti, Liu Hui had knelt for an entire night, her forehead completely bruised.
However, what she got in return was still the cold indifference of the Zhu family, and Zhu Tianming never showed up from start to finish.
After that incident, Liu Hui completely despaired of Zhu Tianming and the Zhu family.
So she took Zhu Fei and left the bustling Four-nine City for Lan City.
After arriving in Lan City, Liu Hui worked almost desperately day and night, aiming to give her son Zhu Fei a relatively stable and prosperous life.
Regrettably, the long-term emotional suppression coupled with her unhesitant hard work eventually took a toll on Liu Hui's body beyond repair.
After Liu Hui had bought a house in the Rainbow District for her own son, she finally left this world completely three months later.
...
As Zhu Fei's mory reached this point, sothing suddenly seed to block his heart, giving even him, who was used to seeing life and death and acted decisively and ruthlessly, a feeling of extre sadness.
He sat in the car, silently staring out the window, his gaze sowhat deep and distant.
...
Finally, about twenty minutes later, the taxi stopped at the entrance of a quiet residential area.
Zhu Fei got out of the car, took out money from a wallet he carried, paid the fare, and then walked directly into the residential area.
Entering a twelve-story building, Zhu Fei took the elevator and quickly arrived at the door of his ho.
This was the top floor of the building, Zhu Fei took out his keys, opened the door, and walked in.
Upon entering the house, Zhu Fei instinctively felt a sense of familiarity and warmth.
He knew that this must be the residual consciousness of this body influencing him.
The house was not very big but was exceptionally clean and tidy, showing that it must be often cleaned and maintained.
The entire house, about seventy square ters, had two rooms, a kitchen, a bathroom, and a staircase to the rooftop, a standard suite layout.
At this mont, Zhu Fei did not resist the influence of that residual consciousness and followed it into the room where he currently lived.
The room was simply furnished with a bed, a desk, and a wardrobe, but the environnt was still clean and tidy.
Zhu Fei silently observed everything in the room, and finally, his gaze rested on the bedside.
There was a well-made photo, inside which a relatively beautiful young woman was holding a little boy about five or six years old.
On the faces of the young woman and the little boy, there were expressions of happiness and sweet smiles.
One could imagine that at that ti, although their life was full of hardships and difficulties, as long as the mother and son were together, they could still find so pure warmth and happiness.
But now...
Thinking of this, Zhu Fei couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
He went to the desk, picked up a notebook.
He knew this was the diary written by the original owner of this body after his mother, Liu Hui, had passed away.
In the diary, he described his longing for his mother, carrying all his feelings for her.
He wrote, "Mom, today I made a bowl of braised pork again, but no matter how I cook it, no matter how hard I try, it's never as delicious as when you made it. I really, really want to eat a bowl of the braised pork you made once more."
"Mom, where are you now? Are you doing well? Fei'er really, really misses you."
...
Reading this, even though Zhu Fei was once tough as iron, he now felt his nose tingle and his eyes slightly moist.
A simple bowl of braised pork, yet it carried a son's deepest rembrance of his mother.
This purest mother-son affection in the world made Zhu Fei instantly identify completely with and belong to the original owner of this body.
After all, the Zhu Fei of the past was an orphan on the Five Mountains Continent.
Alone he drifted, wandered, and struggled to survive.
When hungry, he could eat others' leftovers.
When cold or tired, he could curl up in a corner, gritting his teeth and enduring.
When injured, he could, like a wild wolf, silently lick his wounds.
Until step by step, he slowly climbed to the peak and beca a dominant ruler of the Five Mountains Continent.
Yet throughout it all, in terms of familial affection and the warmth and happiness it brings, Zhu Fei had never experienced it.
However, now, in this body, through his deceased mother, he had felt that selfless and sincere emotion.
This feeling, for a mont, made Zhu Fei feel obsessed, even desirous.
At this mont, holding the diary in his hand, he spoke firmly and resolutely, "Don't worry, from today onwards, I, Zhu Fei, will carry on with the trust and expectations you left behind, and live well."
"I will make those who bullied you, mocked you, and insulted you pay the price they deserve."
"I will make the na Zhu Fei shine brightly, and then I will take back all the dignity and status that your mother once lost from those people!"
As Zhu Fei spoke these words, the residual consciousness still lingering in his body finally completely disappeared at this mont!
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