dumb wizard

An Yan was very innocent, he was killed by cannon fodder for the first time in his 23 years of life when he did a good deed.

An Yan quietly floated above her body, looking at the doctors, policemen, and passers-by below with some confusion, talking a lot.

The little boy who was saved by his occasional kindness lay in his mother's arms and howled loudly, his voice was so piercing that An Yan couldn't help frowning.

"It's so noisy." An Yan thought, then he suddenly opened his eyes wide and covered his mouth.

What?Was he the one talking just now?

An Yan let go of the hand covering her mouth, opened and closed her lower lip a few times, and opened her throat, which had not been used for 20 years, and said "Ah!".

He really is speaking out!

An Yan looked at the people who were still busy below, they were indifferent, and were not affected by An Yan's joy at all.

Although only she could hear it, An Yan was still very excited.

An Yan is a mute. When he was three years old, a high fever burned his throat and deprived him of the right to speak.Now that he is dead and his soul has left his body, he hears his own voice that he has not heard for 20 years. It is deserted, like an emotionless metal strike.

An Yan was inexplicably glad that she could no longer speak.He was not very good at communicating with people, and it would be even more offensive to talk to people in such a voice.

After the excitement of being able to speak passed, An Yan regained her composure, took one last look at her body, turned around and slowly drifted away.

An Yan didn't know where he could go. He thought that death would leave nothing to chance, but who knew that after death, there would still be a soul, wandering around everywhere.

An Yan floated from the east to the west of China, from the south to the north all the way, and then he left the country where he lived for 23 years and stayed for another year after his death, wandering around the world.

He felt that he might have been a joke of the gods, or a careless mistake.Because he has wandered all over the world and has never encountered an ownerless soul like him.

Fortunately, An Yan didn't like excitement, and he didn't feel lonely, it was just boring.

An Yan was a chef before his death, a first-class chef. Although he was dumb, he couldn't move his mouth when cooking. He worked as the head chef in a seven-star hotel. His favorite things in his life were food and books.

But now he is just a wandering soul, unable to cook or eat food, and even reading a book has to be next to living people to bask in the light, but when he gets close, people with more sensitive senses will notice it, lastly for safety An Yan could only give up this fun.

An Yan didn't know how long she had been in this transparent state, maybe ten years, maybe 20 years, or even longer.

On this day, An Yan sat cross-legged in the air, resting her chin on her hands in a daze.

He has always been in this state in recent years, because time is meaningless to him, and he can only pass the time in a daze.

Suddenly, a huge suction woke up An Yan who had been in a daze for several months.

An Yan watched in surprise and curiosity as her body was sucked in by a seemingly invisible vortex, and her soul was pulled into a twist.

The twist seems to taste good.

An Yan thought about it dispensably, and then the memory was interrupted.

London, June 1979, 6.

When An Yan regained consciousness, he found himself in a neither embarrassing situation.

He is no longer a nihilistic soul state, but has a real body.But the body where he was was being squeezed out by a powerful contraction force, and the woman's weak and sharp cry came from beside his ear.

An Yan immediately realized the situation he was in. In order not to be suffocated to death, he cooperated with the force and pushed out. After an unknown period of time, An Yan felt that he finally got rid of the state of being pushed, and fell into a place that was neither soft nor soft. On a hard mattress.

An Yan felt uncomfortable, his body was covered with amniotic fluid and blood, but there seemed to be no one else here except the woman who gave birth to him.

An Yan lay in the distance without making a sound, he heard the woman's heavy breathing and occasional moans of pain above his head.

After a while, the woman who had just given birth squirmed, and then An Yan felt herself being hugged, and a gaze fell on him.

"Why are you silent? It can't be a dead baby, right?" the woman said, shaking An Yan's fragile body.

An Yan found out that the woman spoke English. Could it be that she was reborn in a country whose mother tongue is English?

Not allowing An Yan to think about it any longer, the woman turned An Yan over and slapped his butt, An Yan had no choice but to "squeak" to show that he was alive.

The woman felt relieved when she heard the sound, and poured hot water from the kettle on the stove into the prepared cold water, helped An Yan wash off the filth all over her body, and then wrapped it with a clean cloth.

The woman was still busy, but An Yan was surprised and sad to find that her throat had become a decoration again, and she couldn't make a sound, and the "嘤哧" just barely came out of her nose.

Did the mute from the previous life actually follow her to this body like a shadow?

An Yan couldn't accept it, although he didn't like talking very much, but being a mute was not pleasant.There is still a big difference between silence and dumbness.

The woman seemed to be alone, no one helped during the delivery, and she had to drag her weak body to take care of the newborn after giving birth, which made her very impatient.

An Yan felt very hungry, but it was obvious that the mother who gave birth for the first time and was not so careful did not notice this, and threw An Yan on the bed to wash her body.

When An Yan was dizzy from hunger, the woman finally came back, holding a feeding bottle, and slightly rudely stuffed the pacifier into An Yan's mouth, and An Yan began to suck instinctively.

The stomach was full, and the baby's energy was not strong enough to keep An Yan awake, so he soon fell asleep, so he didn't hear the woman cursing: "If you don't want to find someone to die, you still need to work so hard to give birth to an expensive one." !"

Although the mother in this life is not responsible at all, An Yan, who was an orphan in the previous life, still respects her as much as possible. After all, this woman gave him life and freed him from endless time.

Mother always seems to be very busy, An Yan seldom sees her, and if she doesn't show up, An Yan has nothing to eat, so An Yan is always hungry before she can move independently.Fortunately, An Yan was no ordinary baby, and barely survived.He didn't want to return to that dissociated state, and his strong will to survive pulled him back from the brink of death several times.Seeing that he was really well-behaved, his mother treated him better.

A few months after the birth, An Yan learned that her mother's name was Felicia White from a neighbor who rarely visited her.

Felicia White was pleased with her son's quietness, which meant she didn't have to deal with rowdy brats after all her hard work with those stinky men.

On the day of An Yan's first birthday, Felicia got a big tip from a fat man. She was in a good mood, and when she was feeding An Yan, she finally remembered that she should name her son.But she didn't know who the father of her son was, so she let An Yan take her surname and named him Hugh White.

Felicia is a beautiful woman. She always wears dresses that reveal a large area of ​​snow-white skin, and draws seductive makeup. She is entangled with men of all colors.

She works as a dancer in a bar, because she is young and beautiful, always has high tips, and her life is safe.But she had never raised a child, and Hugh White grew up safely despite being thin, so she never realized that she was completely inadequate in raising children.

Hugh grew up in such a terrible environment, and when he was three Felicia finally belatedly discovered that her son was mute, which annoyed her for a while, but her attention soon shifted to hooking up richer men.