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"oh—" Lucien crawled to the bathroom, vomited out the last bit of her stomach, and slumped on the toilet bowl to continue retching.
What is it like to fall from 30,000 feet? Lucien is sorry to tell you that she was killed by a wing fragment flying in the air before she could fall into the mud, and there is really no way to answer this scientific question. But if you ask her what it's like to be washed over by a little girl's memories, she can tell you right now that the occasional nerve cramps and intense vomiting every day probably teach many people who think it's easy to traverse.
Since she began to breathe again in this body, she has not spent a day in a relaxed and happy day.
The problem of blood loss caused by suicide can still be solved, after all, the original owner of the body cut himself a few times under the condition of mental malaise and physical health, and the wound is not so bad that it is irreparable. Coupled with her own experience as a doctor for so many years, she can still make do with the rescue, at most, eat more food to replenish qi and blood in the future, which is much better than taking sleeping pills to damage the nerves. What's more, she was already thankful to be able to survive the air crash, and it was a little unsatisfying to ask for more.
But accepting the memory of the other party for more than seventeen years is really a difficult challenge.
Even if the original memory of this body is indeed lackluster, there are not too many social experiences to recall except for family, school, ballet and some trivial matters of life, but the human brain is a precision instrument, and the soul and body are not original supporting products are really easy to go wrong. So after many years, she once again enjoyed the treatment of hitting her head like a hammer every day, receiving memories and receiving herself as the result of concussion sequelae, Lucien felt that she was probably the only one.
"Ding-dong—" Lucien wiped her mouth when she heard the doorbell, and barely got up from the floor tiles to open the door.
At this time, the lawyer who came back to her should be the lawyer who called yesterday, and the other party said that he wanted to talk to her about something today.
“..... Leah? are you? The middle-aged man standing at the door looked at Lucian in surprise.
It's only been a few days since Jennifer's funeral, how did she get herself into this haggard look? Robert, who had been busy dealing with banks lately, looked shocked.
Apparently, Lucien's current pale, thin, bandaged appearance on her arms frightened the gentleman.
"I'm fine, I had a fever two days ago and accidentally fell." Lucian let the other person in the door, pulling out a smile and trying to make her words believable.
What can she say? Has the real Lucian committed suicide because her life is too desperate and disappeared without a trace?
"You can totally move in with me and Anna." Robert sighed.
He and Frank have been old friends for many years, and they have also cooperated in work, and now Frank and Jennifer have passed away, leaving Lucian alone, and he and his wife are really worried about this girl. It's a pity that she is too stubborn and insists on living alone, and they have no way to do this.
Robert looked at the girl in front of him with pity, she had an angel-like appearance, but she did not have angelic luck. She lost her parents in a car accident when she was six years old, and lost her uncle and aunt many years later, and now she has to face a lot of problems.
"No, Bob, I'm an adult in a few months, and I can't always count on others to help me." Lucian smiled and said, rejecting the other party's kindness.
Lucien had decided not to drag others before she came, and now that the shell had changed the core, it was even less likely to trouble others.
"Okay. But if you have difficulties, you must tell me. "Robert really can't do anything about this stubborn little girl, she is just like her uncle.
"I will if I need to. Bob, you're here today..." Lucian poured a glass of water in front of him, hesitating.
Forgive her for not being able to find any drinks in her home now, they had been unable to make ends meet long before Jennifer died, otherwise she would not have such a headache now. And Robert's appearance has undoubtedly exacerbated this headache, and it is difficult to imagine anything good happening when a lawyer comes to your door with you now in debt.
"I'm sorry to have to tell you that given your inability to repay your loan right now, this house will soon be taken over by the bank. However, because you are underage, you can stay here until the end of the month, and the time in between is used to find suitable accommodation. Seriously, Leah, even if you don't want to live with me and Anna, or ask your grandmother for help, you can still live in foster care for a while..." Robert still didn't give up on persuading Lucien.
She won't turn eighteen until August, and there is still more than half a year to go, and now that the house has been taken away, she does not want to live with him and his wife, or even ask her grandmother for help, this girl can be said to be homeless, which really makes people have to worry.
Robert, on the other hand, has been in the lawyer profession for many years and has been committed to the public good for many years, although it is not enough to clarify all the information of foster families in New York, but it is still no problem to find a reliable one.
"Don't worry about me, Bob, the situation is not as bad as you think, you should trust my ability, there will always be some children in New York who need a tutor, Lauren will help me." Lucian pressed the corner of her twitching forehead and smiled, referring to one of Newba's executives, Jennifer's friend.
Her current situation is really not good, both physically and financially.
The so-called grandmother in Robert's mouth is not actually her own grandmother, but her aunt's mother, and the other party has been remarried for many years, and the connection with Jennifer is not close. Where did you let such a grandmother get such a big face to ask for help?
As for foster families, she admitted, the government's welfare policy is good in this regard, but unfortunately not every foster family is good, a large part of the children from foster families are more or less traumatized psychologically, from all kinds of cold violence, abuse, s****l assault and other bad experiences, not only many serial killers in history come from this group, but even criminal acts are quite high, which is really not a good place.
Of course, she believed that Robert would not let her fall to this point, but even then what could be done? Her current problems are not something that can be solved by eating and closing, and there will be many restrictions on living in foster care, which will not benefit her, but rather hindrance.
So it's better not to waste resources and effort. As for Lauren's side, she didn't really have much hope, just to reassure Robert.
"Poof—"
After sending off the nagging Robert, Lucien closed the door and fell directly into the sofa, the repeated impacts made her body a little overwhelmed, and she needed to take a break.
"Ding-dong—" Unfortunately, the doorbell rang again soon after, and Lucien, who was soft as noodles, could only get up to open the door.
"I bought you some food and drinks that can replenish your body's energy and various vitamins..." A small curly hair hit her with a rapid speed when she opened the door.
"Stop, Jesse, your speed hit my head." Lucian took a breath, feeling her buzzing head hurt even more.
“oops。” Jesse shrugged his shoulders and expressed helplessness, people's speaking habits are difficult to change, I have never seen Lucian so disgusted with his speed of speech before, sure enough, will the resistance become weaker after people are sick?
"You have to take good care of your body,." He said after slowing down his speech.
Just returned to New York to visit his childhood friends when he found that not only the childhood Aunt Jennifer who would bake him cookies and her husband had passed away, but also their daughter was lying on the door covered in blood. This almost made Jesse think that he appeared in some bloody TV series, his parents were killed, and even his daughter was brutally killed.
Fortunately, although there was a lot of blood, it still did not reach the level of letting people hang up directly, and the injured party finally picked up a life.
Of course, the lungfish that fell out of the broken fish tank was not so good, even if it did not die in a state of lack of water as an amphibian, but since the fish tank has disappeared, there is no need for its existence, so in the end it was given to a neighbor of Lucien, and it is not known whether it can continue to be so moisturized in the future.
"I want to, too, but that will take time." Lucian shrugged and pulled a bottle of multivitamins out of the pocket Jesse had brought and stuffed herself with two.
More, such as the problem of blood loss, I am afraid that she will have to go to Chinatown to solve it herself after her condition is slightly better. And now, she can only stay at home and wait for this shock to pass, walking on the street and fainting because of sudden pain is not a good thing.
The only good thing is that this impact is getting weaker and weaker in terms of time and strength, and she estimates that after a little more time when all those memories are digested, she will no longer suffer from this trouble.
"It's really reassuring that you're like this." Jesse sighed, feeling as if he had suddenly upgraded to the elder of his little friend.
Although he is only a nineteen-year-old, the experience of being on Broadway and the young people who have stepped into the Hollywood realm are not comparable to those stupid big people who sweat in high school. He quite understood what Lucien was facing, especially when her physical condition was not very good.