Should he choose the first ti they t in Syria, or the last ti they t there? Or at Park Anya's sexiest dinner? Then perhaps Jordan could find a way to dance with Madam.
Jordan had mixed feelings. Like Park Sora, he wanted to see Park Anya, but he was also afraid of seeing her.
After all, Park Anya had died at Jordan's hands. It was inevitable that Jordan would feel guilty and hurt when he saw her.
Soon, Park Sora set the date. The two of them brought their equipnt and traveled to Seoul, South Korea, three years ago.
It was winter and the weather in Seoul was very cold. Fortunately, the two of them were mutants and their bodies had been strengthened. Otherwise, their thin clothes would definitely not help them withstand the biting chill.
Jordan saw that everyone else was wearing down jackets while Park Sora was wearing a sumr student uniform with her legs exposed. He asked, "Sora, how are you? Are you cold? Do you feel dizzy after traveling back in ti? Do you need to find a place to rest first?"
Generally speaking, the body would not be able to adapt to the first ti they traveled back in ti.
However, Park Sora seed to be in good condition. "I'm fine. I have a black-level talent, so I'm not an ordinary little girl. I'm not cold at all. Moreover, I'm a frozen queen. Why would I be afraid of the cold? Hehe."
From the way Park Sora spoke without panting, Jordan could tell that her adaptability was indeed very fast.
In that case, the two of them did not waste any more ti and quietly arrived near Park Sora's house.
Jordan looked at the ti. "It's six in the afternoon. Your birthday banquet is about to begin, right?"
Park Sora recalled and nodded. "Yes, Mommy should be cooking for now. We'll start eating soon."
"Your mother cooked?"
Jordan was a little surprised. In his impression, Park Anya had always been a very cold and otherworldly woman. He really wanted to see what she would cook.
Park Sora said, "My mother cooks delicious food! She knows all kinds of dishes! You've never lived with her before, so you definitely don't know."
Jordan also felt that it was a pity. Every ti he and Madam t, they would be t with battles and killings. None of them had any impression of a normal life together.
"Let's go in now. I want to see your mother cook."
"Sure."
Park Sora was so excited that she wanted to barge into her house, but Jordan pulled her back.
Jordan said, "Wear the invisibility cloak and go in."
Jordan had specially brought the Schmid family's high-tech invisibility cloak. The two of them put on their invisibility cloaks and walked towards the door very slowly.
Park Sora complained, "We're walking so slowly. Moreover, we have to squat down. With our abilities, it's very easy for us to deal with my useless bodyguards."
With Jordan's gold-level ability, it would be easy for him to secretly deceive the bodyguards.
If Jordan ca alone, he wouldn't have to use the Invisibility Cloak. However, with Park Sora around, it was better to be more cautious.
After all, once the two of them were exposed, it would affect the tiline. Jordan knew very well that every ti they traveled back in ti, it was not child's play. He could not let his guard down.
Jordan did not answer Park Sora and continued to move forward slowly.
Park Sora stopped complaining and said softly, "This is good. I can be very close to you, hehe."
Jordan looked at Park Sora's cute smile and felt helpless. Previously, she hated him very much. Why did she suddenly like him so much?
Soon, the two of them walked in quietly and went to the large house in the living room. The door was open, so the two of them stood at the door and watched the situation inside.
Jordan imdiately noticed Park Anya cooking.
Park Anya was wearing a tight-fitting outfit that accentuated her figure. She was wearing a pink apron and her hair was tied back. She looked like a housewife from South Korea.
"Madam…"
Jordan was very excited to see Park Anya again. Previously, every ti he saw her, she would wear exquisite makeup and noble clothes. But this ti, she was dressed so simply.
Seeing her ordinary appearance, Jordan liked her very much. A goddess like Park Anya was an irresistible temptation to any man!
Who wouldn't want such a wife?!
At this mont, Jordan wished that Park Anya was not dead. If she was not dead, perhaps Park Anya would have married him. He would have seen her as a "good wife and mother" in the kitchen at ho and so other important monts.
Many won thought that to attract n, they had to wear designer clothes that exposed their chests and legs, and take good photos in exquisitely decorated shops.
In fact, n preferred won who showed off their "dostic life".
In a family like Jordan's, there was no such thing as losing out in terms of cooking. They could hire chefs from a hundred countries a day. However, even with such conditions, Jordan still insisted on doing it himself or with his wife. Only then would it feel like ho.
"Mom…"
Park Sora was very excited to see Park Anya again. She saw herself from three years ago. She was very young and much shorter than she was now.
Of course, Cheon Ji-hoon was also in the room.
Park Sora suddenly took out two Bluetooth earphones and handed one to Jordan.
Jordan took it in confusion and placed it on his ear. He realized that Park Sora had played a song.
It was the sa song that she had played previously, "See You Again".
[Can I see you again?]
[Stand in front of a fleeting fate.]
[It's like a dream that I can't wake up from.]
[…]
It seed that Park Sora was the sa as Jordan. She liked to listen to music and feel the atmosphere at certain important monts.
Listening to the song and looking at Madam in front of him, Jordan began to fantasize that the man in the room was not Cheon Ji-hoon, but himself.
Cheon Ji-hoon ca to the kitchen and hugged Madam's waist from behind. Madam turned around with a charming smile.
It was like Madam was smiling at Jordan. Jordan felt like he was there and smiled.
"Mom, I miss you so much…"
However, less than a minute after Park Sora listened to the song, tears stread down her face. This was because she couldn't hear herself.
Park Sora thought that her voice was very soft, but in fact, her cries had already reached Park Anya's ears.
Suddenly, Park Anya put down the spatula and turned off the stove. Her expression was serious. "Soone's there!"
Seeing that Park Anya had returned to her serious appearance, Jordan imdiately covered Park Sora's mouth to prevent her from making any more sounds.
Park Sora's tears kept falling onto Jordan's hand.
Taking off her apron, Park Anya walked towards Jordan and Park Sora.
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