"Splash..."
Jackson scooped up a handful of water and slapped it onto his face.
After a few minutes,
he raised his wet face and looked in the mirror.
What the mirror showed was the face of a fifteen-year-old youth.
It's been two weeks.
Jackson still hadn't gotten used to his new face. Every time he looked in the mirror, he would unconsciously pause to prepare himself mentally.
He reached out,
pinched his cheeks,
pulled them outward,
and then let go,
leaving two red marks on his face.
How nice it would be if he could tear off this face mask and return to reality, waking up from everything that happened in this half a month like it was just a dream filled with glass shards.
Of course, Jackson knew that this was impossible.
"Smack!"
Jackson slapped himself in the face.
Even though the face looked like a young Leonardo,
Jackson didn't spare himself, and he couldn't help but find some amusement in it.
This slap wasn't meant to wake him up from his dream but to sober him up and prepare him to face the dream head-on.
Since it has come to this, he might as well accept it.
Jackson could only console himself with that thought.
"Knock knock knock... knock knock knock..."
Someone knocked on the bathroom door, accompanied by a concerned shout from Mina,
"Karen, are you okay?"
Mina was his cousin and the daughter of his Uncle Mason.
And in this body, Jackson also had a name - Karen.
"I'm fine." He replied.
"Okay." Mina sighed with relief outside the door and asked, "Do you want me to bring you breakfast later?"
"No, Mina, I'll come down later."
Mina was a little surprised but immediately said:
"Alright, Karen."
Jackson continued to stare at himself in the mirror, picked up a cold towel, and covered his red face with it.
In his previous life, he was a psychologist with his private clinic in Jasmine City, also working part-time as a police consultant.
During a hostage case, he acted as a negotiator to engage the kidnapper. However, an accident occurred during the process. The kidnapper attempted to push the young girl hostage off the building. Jackson quickly stepped forward, pulling the girl back, but fell off the building himself and lost consciousness.
It seemed like he had a long, strange dream.
When he slowly woke up and opened his eyes, Jackson was shocked to find that he was not lying in a hospital ICU room, and the people surrounding him were not doctors, but a group of "strangers"...
The eldest among them was his grandfather, Dis Immeras.
Jackson was his eldest grandson, and when he saw Jackson wake up, there was a sense of relief in his eyes... but there was also an indescribable meaning.
His uncle over 40, Mason, was happy.
Aunt Mary, Mason's wife, smiled first, and then her face sank, and then she smiled again.
Another older woman was his aunt Winnie, who wept with joy.
There were also three children, 14-year-old Mina, 13-year-old Rent, and Aunt Winnie's daughter, 13-year-old Chris. They were his cousins.
Jackson... No, it was Karen himself, whose parents passed away a few years ago.
This is the case with the family.
Jackson changed the hot towel and covered his face again. After a long time, he put it down.
Half the month after he woke up, he was lying in bed for the most part, for the reason that he was very weak, and most importantly, he needed to digest "Karen's" memory.
It was marvelous to comb through memories like this. It didn't cause any conflict or confusion between himself and his original owner's memories. The original owner's memories of Jackson were more like files stored in the bookcase or just computer files.
He was still Jackson, if he needed, he could "search" for a minute, and will soon be able to call up memories belonging to "Karen".
Anyway,
in that case,
he just faced life bravely.
Jackson had done his psychological construction, prepared to face his second life with a positive attitude.
Pushing open the bathroom door, a black cat called Poer was lying lazily on the windowsill in the sun. When he saw Karen, he turned his head out of the window, and his manner was filled with the arrogance of a cat master.
Jackson paused,
took a deep breath,
and mumbled:
"From today onwards, I'm Karen."
...
Karen went down the stairs, from the third floor of his room to the second floor.
The Immeras family lived at Mink Street No. 13, West District of Roja City, a single-family villa with a large garden.
According to Jackson's cognition in his previous life, even if Mink Street was not in the heart of Roja City, but also a prime location.
Imagine having a single-family villa in a second-tier city outside of the suburbs...
In the past life, he couldn't even think about it.
He was now very fortunate, time travel to the family whose condition was better. He could also be much more comfortable.
If he were to travel as a little match boy,
Jesus, that would be a real ordeal.
The Immeras kitchen and dining room was on the second floor and the first floor was a work area.
Of course, this villa is a "company", or "family workshop", which was both a place where the family lived and made money.