When they reached the kitchen, Yan Xi turned around and looked at Ji Bohan, and began to interrogate him seriously, "What's going on between you and Xiang Heng?"
When Ji Bohan heard this, he was silent for a moment, staring at him with his scarlet eyes, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"
Yan Xi looked at him and raised his eyebrows, "What do you think?"
Ji Bohan: "Have you heard of borrowing lives among the people?"
"Borrow a life?" Yan Xi was slightly stunned. "I've heard of it. Could it be that... he borrowed your life?"
Hearing this, Ji Bohan looked at him and nodded, "Yes, not only that, he also borrowed your lifespan for sixty years."
"What? Sixty years?!" Yan Xi almost jumped up in shock, her heart pounding, and she was terrified. "Sixty years? That's a long time? Are you sure? According to the average age of death for the elderly in our country, I will definitely die in a few years, right?"
Ji Baihan sneered, "No, you have been dead since the afternoon you came to this villa."
Hearing this, Yan Xi breathed a sigh of relief. It was a close call. He was talking about the original owner, not him.
Wait, that's not right. He came into this world that morning, so... holy shit, it really was him?!
Yan Xi swallowed hard, "That's too cruel. When did he borrow all those years of my life? I don't even remember it."
"Because he quietly borrowed your life when you were six years old." When he said this, Ji Bohan's face became very gloomy, and he unconsciously released a cold air.
Yan Xi hurriedly stood a little further away, "Six years old? But I didn't know him at that time."
If that was really the case, the person Xiang Heng borrowed his life from would be the original owner.
So, Ji Bohan guessed the time wrong. The original owner Feng Yanxi had already died that morning, so he was able to enter his body.
He really didn't expect that Xiang Heng seemed like a good person. In the original owner's memory, he also took care of the original owner in every way. He was obviously a very cold person, but he took good care of the original owner.
He was still wondering whether Xiang Heng liked the original owner.
Now it seems that he was wrong. Xiang Heng might just feel guilty towards the original owner.
"I believe you've witnessed my abilities. Not only am I not afraid of sunlight, I can also peek into other people's memories and even enter their dreams. That's why I saw Xiang Heng's memories of you." Ji Bohan paused and continued, "Because he committed many sins in his previous life, he can only live to the age of six in this life. However, his grandmother knows some evil magic and decided to extend his life, and you are the unlucky one chosen."
Yan Xi listened and complained secretly, yes, the original owner was indeed unlucky to meet a hypocrite like Xiang Heng.
"Think carefully, were you tricked into picking up a hundred yuan when you were a child?" Ji Bohan looked at him.
Yan Xi searched the original owner's memory, and after a while, he really found that memory.
It seemed that when the original owner was six years old, he went to the mall with his mother to buy things. He wanted to buy a toy, but his mother refused, so he threw a tantrum. At this time, an old lady came over and said that she had lost a hundred yuan and wanted him to help find it.
Although the original owner was young, he knew how to respect the elderly and love the young. He actually helped to find it. After walking a few steps, he picked up the hundred yuan. Afterwards, he took the hundred yuan back to return it to the old woman. The old woman smiled and said, "Thank you very much, little friend. This hundred yuan is my old lady's way of repaying you. Go and buy whatever you want."
The original owner refused again and again, and the old woman just left. Seeing this, the young original owner couldn't help but use the hundred yuan to buy a toy car.
When he came out happily with his toy car, he seemed to see a child of his age running up to him and saying sorry.
The original owner was a little confused, but he didn't take it to heart afterwards, and his memory gradually faded.
Now that I think about it, that little boy should be Xiang Heng, and that old woman should be Xiang Heng’s grandmother.
Yan Xi just wanted to say, damn, the original owner died so unjustly!
I gave you change with good intentions, but ended up losing sixty years of my own life.
That's fine, but you only gave me a hundred yuan. Why are you so stingy?!
Ji Bohan looked at the boy's angry expression and knew that he had remembered. His eyes narrowed slightly, "So do you still think the food he cooks is delicious?"
Yan Xi: “…” No, you said so much, why are you back to this question again?
"Ugh, disgusting, unpalatable!" Yan Xi spitted, "Just like him, all show and no substance!"
After saying that, he quickly glanced at Ji Bohan.
He really curled his lips, feeling relieved, and said, "I'm glad you know."
"But then again, did he really borrow your life? But you... didn't you die a long time ago?" Yan Xi asked cautiously.
Upon hearing this, the curve of Ji Bohan's lips slowly lowered, and his tone was heavy, "Yes, he borrowed my lifespan. Not only that, he also destroyed my legs, making me a cripple who is looked down upon by others for the rest of my life, living under his shadow, barely surviving."
When he said this, a trace of pain appeared in the man's blood-red eyes.
Yan Xi was stunned and silent for a while. Then he walked forward and hugged him regardless of the cold. "I'm sorry."
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