[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

Inside Alexis's beautiful skin is a soul that has been reincarnated countless times with memories.

Just as she would never let others dictate her thoughts and actions, she would never focus on something for a long time.

A lifetime is a matter of this lifetime. In the next lifetime, if you can do it all over again, why repeat what happened in your previous lifetime?

Maybe she has repeated certain occupations, but her memory is not enough for her to remember what she did in each life forever.The more distant things were, the more blurred they were like looking out through a window covered with thick frost.

To Alexis, who is extremely active, Edward Kestis is simply a shy and hesitant young man with a young heart.

She had no doubt that when Edward's parents named him, they must have struggled for a long time between the two names Werther and Edward.

In the early morning of the second day after Edward climbed the window of Alexis, it was a weekend, and Al, who had a party to attend at night, wanted to sleep until noon and then get up, but was run barefoot My sister in my own room was woken up.

He watched sleepily and helplessly as Alexis hugged the rabbit doll with long and exaggerated ears, and climbed into his bed as if it was a matter of course.

Although he was still looking forward to something to happen with this unrelated sister, but this expectation definitely did not include the item "Ya Li is holding a plush doll that has no interest in her arms".

Al was forced to wake up early in the morning, and then lay in bed listening to Alexis' conjecture about "Edward's name".

After hearing this conjecture, he immediately asked her curiously: "Why?"

——He knew that if he didn't adopt this attitude, he wouldn't be able to live comfortably all day.Alexis had ten thousand ways to make himself uncomfortable throughout the day, and he had no doubt that one of those ten thousand ways was followed by another ten thousand backup plans.

And Alexis, who heard Al's question, was rolling on the bed alone, clutching her stomach, laughing so hard that she couldn't breathe.

When she finally calmed down, she told Al about her association.

"Oh, he struggled with climbing my window for years... Hahahahaha!"

"Why do you have such an attitude?"

Although Al was not surprised by Alexis' performance, he still had to maintain his good relationship with Edward's long-time best friend.

And Alexis looked at Al with eyes of "stop pretending". After Al shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly and shook off the image of "Edward's number one best friend list", the two leaned back together. Sitting on Al's KINGSIZE bed with his back on his back, he will show the malicious side that can only be shown in front of the other party unscrupulously.

In front of people, you still need to put on a show, and in front of others, you have to pretend that the two of them are non-blood siblings who have a good relationship. After people, there are only two of your own kind left, and it is really tragic if you have to be serious.

"So, the question is - why should I be nice to him?"

Turning her head away, Alexis blinked her violet eyes into Al's.

Al, who really couldn't stand her eyes, could only turn his head away, and fell straight back on his bed.

The soft and elastic bed made him reluctant to get up once he lay on it.

"He's so handsome, so graceful and quiet, so personable..."

Al held his own quilt in his arms, and while pulling the quilt to his body, he muttered praises in his mouth.

"Come on, do you think I'm Remedios the Beauty described by Marquez?"

"The big beauty who makes all men fascinated and brings bad luck to the men who are infatuated with her?"

Al with a sleepy face struggled to get up from the bed. Since the status quo was that he would never be able to regain the mercy of Hypnos, the god of sleep, he should simply get up.

"Yes, yes, as long as I can have sex with her, even if it is hell, I am willing to go around."

He said so casually, took off the pajamas on his upper body, and changed into suitable clothes.

Alexis tugged at the rabbit ears in her arms, lowered her head, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared on her face.

"That guy Ed, how much do you like to give me this kind of plush doll?"

"He sent it?"

"Yes."

Alexis raised the rabbit's left ear with one hand, and waved it up and down in front of Al.

Watching this scene, Al replied with a smile: "Yali, you are 15 years old, can you stop breaking into my room without knocking?"

"So, that's the downside of not locking the door."

Eru was still arguing uselessly against Alexis's unreasonable words.

"When did I not lock the door?"

"Alas, but to me, the door is no different than it being locked."

"Stop showing me your ability to open all the locked doors in our house."

Alexis tilted her head, hugged the rabbit, and gave Al a sweet and cold smile: "Isn't this the topic you brought up, Al? Don't you really like hearing me say that about you? "

"I really deserve it."

After mocking himself, Al changed his trousers and opened the door.

"Yali, let's have breakfast."

"Just waiting for your words."

Alexis jumped out of bed, her feet bare, but both Al and the hallway outside were carpeted.

Enough to keep her feet from touching the cold ground, but sinking into the soft carpet.

It was only when she reached the last step of the stairs that Alexis held on to the handrail of the corridor and put on the high-heeled shoes placed by the maid at the bottom.

Al, who was already standing downstairs, stretched out his hand to Alexis who put on his shoes, as if he was going to step into the dance floor with her, the well-dressed, handsome and scary.

As far as Alexis is dressed today, she can go anywhere without being stopped by anyone.

One of the main reasons for this is naturally because her appearance will never be recognized by others.

The crazy and neurotic Noah Kresky, who is also known as the "money printing machine", holds the precious daughter Alexis in the palm of his hand-someone once said with great jealousy that "if she ( Alexis) wants the moon, and Kleinsky will definitely buy the right to go to the moon."

Before Alexis was four years old, everyone thought it was easier to please little Alexis than Mr. Klesky, who knows what kind of brain circuit. , But after she was four years old, no one thought that way anymore.

A gifted child with an IQ of 187, you never know what embarrassment she will encounter in the next second, but this must be the greatest embarrassment you have ever experienced in your life.

However, in any case, pleasing Mr. Klesky may be self-defeating, and pleasing Alexis, in addition to the embarrassing experience, as long as you accidentally get her favor, it means that you can get Klein. Mr. Leski's friendship.

Noah Kleinski is the craziest speculator in the world. In all walks of life, his name is put together with the most daring and arrogant terms, and he has swept the most amazing wealth.

Even those on Wall Street said: Noah Kleinsky is the most unscrupulous and unrestricted guy in the financial industry they work in.

As soon as Al saw the time displayed on the grandfather clock downstairs, he knew that it was a little early when Alexis dragged him out of bed.

When the two of them came to the restaurant, the housekeeper was leading the maids to set the table together.

Clean and white linen is laid on the teak dining table, and exquisite and wonderful meals are served on white porcelain plates, and the number of plates has always been Mr. Kleinski's favorite——13.

When the servants opened the floor-to-ceiling windows on all sides of the restaurant together, the morning breeze gently blew the white gauze curtains and floated into the room.

Al and Alexis finished their exquisite and delicious breakfast before Sandra arrived late.

"Good morning, my two sweethearts."

Sandra gave a kiss to each of the faces of the two children who are synonymous with youth and beauty, and all the exquisite and elegant condensed children in the upper class.

The kiss was careless, but the rest of the kiss was sincere.

"Good morning."

After the two children replied in unison, Sandra laughed with joy.

Then Al filled the dining room with all kinds of compliments to her mother, while Alexis looked at the newspaper that was delivered on the plate. She went down to page No.17, only to see a murder case.

"Oh, that's scary."

With these words, Alexis conveyed the news of the death of the maid who worked in a mansion in the rich community of Beverly.

"The Powell family...tsk."

"Yali, as we said, don't talk about murder at the dinner table."

Sandra whispered softly to remind the conclusions that had been made earlier.

Alexis put down the newspaper and replied to her stepmother: "I didn't say the word murder."

"The Powells are more disgusting than serial murders."

Al's evaluation was pertinent and... well informed.

Sandra put down her knife and fork.

"I don't want to hear that over breakfast."

The two young people immediately dropped the topic and brought up Fashion Week and various popular topics instead.

Whether it's a murder case or all kinds of insincerity and fashion, Al and Alexis can switch seamlessly and move freely.

This is the talent of the two of them, and it is also a skill that must be learned if one wants to become a so-called "celebrity" in the so-called high society.

After Alexis and Al watched Sandra leave the Kleski family's mansion, the two decided to do some post-meal digestion exercises.

Al went to spend time with other prodigal children like himself, while Alexis rode a horse and walked slowly on the street for 15 minutes before arriving at the gate of Kestis's house.

She stared at Edward who was reading a book on the bench in the garden, and after a while, he seemed to notice the gaze and raised his head.

When Edward found out that the person looking at him was Alexis, he didn't even notice that the book in his hand had fallen on the path paved with fine stones. He stood up in a daze, like someone falling into the clouds. Quickly walked through the garden and ran along the road leading to the door to the gate made of white railings.

"Yali, why... I mean..."

Alexis, who was wearing a riding suit, was riding on the horse, looking at Edward with a smile.

"Shall we go for a walk together?"

Edward immediately asked his horse to be brought over, and then the two rode on the horse and walked around the horse farm behind them side by side.

The Klesky and Kestis families live in the big manor that most women in the world dream of. They are interesting and dignified, and they can talk to any politician. Business celebrities.

The United States, which has only a history of more than 200 years, has an excellent standard. As long as you have money—with enough money, you have identity and status.

"I heard the Powells' maid was murdered."

Two young people who look pleasing to the eye, but talk about something that is not pleasing at all.

"Mr. Powell has the habit of inviting guests, and then finds a high-class prostitute to have sex with the other party. He hides in the secret room and watches them having sex, and he has the habit of engraving these things into discs."

This is what Edward heard from a friend in the construction industry.

This friend designed this kind of mansion for the Powell family, and then he told Edward this strange and bad design, purely as a means to please the future heir of the Kestis family, and Edward would collect this kind of information, Also purely to satisfy Alexis' curiosity.

He can do anything to make Bomei smile.

In the eyes of a young man in love, the girl he admires is a perfect goddess.

Her curiosity about all kinds of dark things was just a harmless and even more charming hobby.