Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Su Qingyan was stunned. Obviously, she didn't expect her son to make such a request. She hesitated.

"Son, be obedient. Throw away everything in that house. It's unlucky."

"No, Mom, that doll is very important... um, I put something very important in it. It must not be thrown away."

In a hurry, Chang Qing could only make up a reasonable reason.

Seeing Chang Qing's serious expression, Su Qingyan could only agree and asked the secretary to get it.

After giving the order, she hurried back to the bed and sat down, as if she would never leave.

"Son, be obedient this time and go home with your mother. Your school is also on vacation. You should rest at home."

She said earnestly.

Chang Qing nodded. It doesn't matter where you go, just don't go to the mental hospital.

He hesitated for a moment. He wanted to tell Su Qingyan that he had lost his memory. In this way, he could ask a lot of information about himself in this life, which would facilitate his future actions.

But he didn't say it in the end.

The doctor just came to check on him and simply confirmed his health condition, without doing any detailed examination.

But if he said he had lost his memory, he would inevitably have to do a lot of examinations.

These must include EEG and CT.

By then, he couldn't hide the fact that he had brain cancer, and Su Qingyan would definitely keep him in the hospital for treatment.

That was actually the same as being locked up in a mental hospital, and it would be very troublesome to do many things.

The mother and son had a brief chat in front of the bed. Su Qingyan naturally had no doubts about Chang Qing's identity. Chang Qing also relied on the various things Su Qingyan told him when he just woke up in his previous life, so he could communicate with Su Qingyan roughly without revealing any flaws.

That night, Su Qingyan took Chang Qing home.

Although Chang Qing was not a poor boy who had never seen the world, the luxury of the Su family was still far beyond his imagination.

Su Qingyan lived in a real mansion, and he had only seen many things on TV.

All this made him sigh. Money, power, and beauty were really easy for him to get.

If he had not been reborn many times in another world, sharpened his mind, and even experienced several life and death, it would be difficult for a young man of his age not to sink into such overwhelming wealth overnight.

The mansion is divided into three floors. In addition to the mother and son, there are also rooms for the driver and the nanny. Su Qingyan took Changqing to his room and asked him to have a good rest before saying that she would cook for him in person.

After closing the door and looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar room, Changqing felt a little strange.

This is an inexplicable feeling. Although he has never been to this room, the furnishings and style inside can be seen at a glance that they are his style.

To be honest, it is more like an office than a room. The room is surprisingly large, with a whole cabinet of books and instrument model ornaments. Changqing took out a book and flipped through it.

"Monster Anatomy Code"

Strange books, he has never read them, but they are indeed the type he would read.

He rummaged through the cabinet again. To be honest, he didn't know what he was looking for, nor was he trying to satisfy his curiosity.

Perhaps it was just a habit he had developed after several rebirths. He subconsciously wanted to collect as much information as possible wherever he went, maybe it would be useful somewhere.

The owner of the room liked cleanliness just like him. Everything was in order, so it was easy to find anything he wanted.

Oh, or rather, he was the owner of the room.

This feeling was wonderful, a feeling of being in control of everything. No matter what Chang Qing wanted to find, he just needed to put himself in his shoes and imagine where he would put the things, and then he could find it.

He found a file bag in the cabinet, which contained all his certificates from elementary school to college.

Sure enough, the school was different from all his previous ones.

At the bottom, there was a university admission letter.

His major also changed from chemistry to archaeology, which he didn't know anything about.

Chang Qing shook his head helplessly. It seems that the environment can indeed change a person's fate. He has no interest in archaeology, but perhaps in this environment, he has a completely different hobby.

Relying on guesswork, he continued to search and found several albums.

Although the photos in it were well preserved, this album did not look very sophisticated. It was quite out of tune with Su Qingyan's mansion and looked like a "cheap" that looked very abrupt.

He looked through the photos one by one, feeling mixed emotions.

This album was compiled by Su Qingyan, and there was her beautiful handwriting behind each photo.

Although the characters and scenes aboveJing didn't know anyone except Changqing himself.

The photos recorded some important moments from his infancy to adolescence, and many of them were bits and pieces of his life.

Most of them were single photos of Changqing himself, with words such as 2001, April, 17, son, Lin Changqing recorded on the back. The address where the photo was taken was marked in the lower right corner.

Occasionally, only Su Qingyan herself and a man appeared in the photo.

Su Qingyan was very beautiful when she was young, and even in the pictures recorded with not very high pixels at that time, you can still see that kind of stunning feeling.

The man should be his father. He aged very quickly. In the first few photos, he occasionally appeared in the photo as a handsome guy who looked a bit like himself, but as time went on, he looked more and more vicissitudes, and appeared less and less.

His name was written on the back of the photo, husband, Lin Yu.

Changqing was a little depressed.

In his opinion, everything in front of him was essentially no different from those false illusions in the other world.

But it seemed so real.

The reality made him a little depressed.

He could use the violent imperial spirit to poke other people's heads without hesitation in the other world, without changing his expression.

But it was difficult for him to do so here.

Perhaps it was this real environment that made it difficult for Chang Qing to think like he did in the treacherous other world.

He sighed for a long time, and after a long time, his eyes became firm again.

"Some things have to be faced after all, just look at them calmly, these don't belong to me, and I don't ask for anything else."

"I just want to go back to the past, Qinghe and Hongyan can come back."

There were only a few pages left in the album, and Chang Qing had already returned to a calm state of mind. Since he had already seen this, he might as well finish it.

He kept turning to the end of the album, and there was only one photo with two people other than Chang Qing's parents.

The background of that photo was on a beach by the sea.

There are three people in the photo, one of them is Changqing. He should be in his teens at that time. Although he looks childish, he still has his signature icy face.

Next to him is a girl of the same age, blonde and blue-eyed, very beautiful, like an exquisite doll. Unlike Changqing's expression, she is smiling brightly at the camera.

Behind the two children is a man wearing a fancy Hawaiian-style shirt, sunglasses and an exaggerated straw hat.

The man looks very young and looks very similar to Changqing, but the extremely strong and angular muscles under the unbuttoned shirt do not look like a teenager. It is estimated that he is about 30 years old in the photo.

He is holding the shoulders of the two little ghosts with his two muscular arms, and raising his eyebrows slightly at the camera.

On the back of the photo is still Su Qingyan's beautiful handwriting.

January 8, 2011, son, Lin Changqing.

Ai Li.

Ah Cheng.

deep sea.