[Comprehensive] Reincarnation Thousand Years

On such a beautiful day, instead of chasing blondes and having a one-night stand with them, he ran to the hospital to be snubbed by two extraordinary geniuses - Al Kreski had a great feeling about why he acted the way he did. The earth denies itself.

When Alexis said that she was going to bed—"What time is it?"—Nolan and Al left the ward.

"The powerful are really privileged, aren't they?"

Nolan tilted his head towards Al, and the latter took two steps aside in disgust to distance himself from him.

"Aren't you willing to use superficial skills on me?"

When it comes to the ability to bring hatred to oneself, I am afraid that looking at the entire upper class, there are not many people who can achieve such a high level as Nolan Rose.

"There were others, of course. But just the two of us?"

Only the corner of Al's mouth was the same, and the mocking smile on his face was almost exactly the same as Noah Kleinski's usual smile.

For a moment, Nolan felt that it was Noah Kleinsky himself standing in front of him.He had had the honor of speaking to this man once, and it was a bitter memory.

——I can also understand a little bit, what is the saying that "people who can communicate freely with Noah Kleinski are the elites who have real combat experience."

"What are you kidding? Disgusting bisexuality."

Al didn't even want to look at this guy who could be loved by both men and women, and strode away towards the exit.

Just behind him, there are two bodyguards in the distance.

In order to prevent such things as kidnappings from happening again, Mr. Kleinski assigned bodyguards to all the people surnamed Kleisky who lived in his home.

Even Al, who spends his days drinking and drinking, and hunts beautiful women for fun, has to let himself get two shadows.

Only when the freedom of life is restricted can one understand the value of freedom... nonsense.

There is only one thing that Al really understands. If you can't get the supreme right, at least a higher right than Mr. Klesky, then you can only be forced to restrict your own freedom.

He craves power even more.

This makes him even more similar to the unrelated Noah Kleinski.

Nolan, who was left behind, just shrugged and took out a mobile phone from his trousers pocket.

"Yes, it's me, Amanda dear."

"Please, don't be so cynical about me, a poor man who was just buried alive."

Nolan turned around and walked towards his ward.

He didn't stop his phone calls.

After Alexis drove the visitor out of her ward, she just lay down on the bed in a daze.

Her mobile phone was confiscated, and she was rejected when she wanted to use a laptop. Even if she wanted to read the newspaper of the day, she was tactfully rejected. Only the item of "reading books" was agreed.

It's a pity that not only do you need to come up with the book list yourself, but some books with too shocking plots on the book list are also ignored.

Mr. Kleski is a total control freak.

When his daughter was kidnapped, buried alive, and almost unable to return to his side, like a lion whose territory had been violated, he calmly and decisively chopped up the intruders who dared to attack his relatives.

Alexis looked at Marcel Proust's "Remembrance of Things Past", and was dazzled by the stream-of-consciousness writing technique.

She sarcastically said in her heart: It is simply a hypnotic masterpiece even better than the "Bible".

Although this book has a very high literary status and an extremely wide range of excellent reviews, for Alexis, this writing technique can only make her feel hopeless, and keep her eyes open to observe everything around her. It's better to go to sleep.

Putting the book in her hand on the low cabinet next to the bed, and stacking it with other books, she reached out and turned off the light in the ward, lay flat on the bed, pulled up the quilt, and felt obsessive-compulsive. After pulling the edge of the quilt to the position of the chin, he closed his eyes.

Originally, she had made all the preliminary preparations for entering the dream world, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Didn't expect that even this book didn't work...

Ever since Alexis found that she was reading the book "Elegant Universe" and finally fell to the point where she could read the content with relish, she took advantage of the opportunity to finish reading the book and understand everything in the book. , decisively changed to the set of "Reminiscences of Things Past".

If even "Reminiscence of Things Past" is useless... Could it be that I really have to go to the "Bible"?

Thinking of this, Alexis just shuddered.

She is a true atheist.

Even though she has been reincarnated countless times for unknown reasons, she doesn't think the phrase "these souls come and go in this world" is so poetic.

She just doesn't believe in gods anymore.

She seemed to remember that she existed and lived in a world where there were all kinds of gods, some good, some bad, some that disappeared when she first opened her eyes in this world, and some that disappeared when she died. Still famous.

That's how the world works.

The rich control the economy, and the gods control the faith.

One is material and one is spiritual.

But anyway——

Alexis opened her eyes and walked to the window barefoot.

After a while, a familiar voice came from behind her.

"You will be cold."

Almost turning her head, Alexis replied, "Yes."

She answered first, then turned her head away.

She was confident about the identity of the speaker.

"Daddy!"

Alexis, who was wearing a hospital gown, cheered and jumped at Mr. Klesky who was standing four steps behind her.

"My little sweetheart!"

Like every doting father, Mr. Kleinsky caught the little angel who pounced on him steadily.

Regardless of whether the father is penniless or worth tens of billions, they will catch their daughter, rub her hair, and want to pick off all the stars in the sky just to make her smile.

Mr. Kleinsky picked up his daughter across his arms and got her feet off the ground before he carried her to the hospital bed.

While pulling the quilt for her, he exhorted: "My little sweetheart, I don't want you to be stranded in the hospital because of a cold."

Alexis reached out and stroked her father's cheek.

Her purple eyes revealed a handsome face—if not a little madness, it was.

"I want to go home."

She begged, softening her words a little, and was immediately answered in the affirmative by Mr. Kleski.

"Of course, my little sweetheart." He seemed to have other suggestions, "Wait until tomorrow morning?"

"I want to go now."

"You always leave the hospital looking good."

"I think the hospital clothes are also—" Alexis tilted her head and thought for a moment, "it has a different flavor."

Mr. Kleinsky laughed and hugged his daughter in the quilt of the ward.

There were bodyguards on the front, back, left, and right, and Mr. Kleinski was walking home with his little daughter in his arms.

Mr. Kleski whispered to Alexis in his arms, "Why is my sweetheart smiling?"

"I just thought about what a middle-aged man who spends all day on Wall Street should do to pick up his little daughter who weighs a hundred pounds."

Klesky replied: "My sweetheart is not that heavy, and I'm not one of those guys who rely on the gym to stay in shape."

In the arms of her father, the princess, and wrapped in the quilt of the hospital room, Alexis got into her private car and got the tablet computer that Mr. Klesky gave her.

Alexis rolled her eyes at the chipped Apple logo.

"I hate Jobs!" she said.

"Take it with you."

"Hmm..." Alexis thought for a while, "Isn't it a bit unsatisfactory as a gift to welcome me back to the age of technology?"

Mr. Kleski kept a secret: "You'll know when you get home."

Alexis sighed.

Since this was her father's expectation, then she just obediently waited for the "surprise".

Although she had already guessed what kind of surprise it would be.

A party is obviously not suitable for a "patient" who wears a hospital gown and decides to go home on a whim from the hospital.

But when Mr. Kleinsky came home with his little daughter in his arms, he saw the scene of the rave party, and he just said a word to the butler who came to him.

"I'll count to sixty, and whoever stays on my land, I'll kill that guy in the name of trespassing on private land."

The smile on Mr. Kleski's face was wild and dangerous.

"Don't forget, whose name is written on this land and property."

Mr. Kleski had an excellent steward and excellent staff, and his wishes were known to all who deserved to know them, thanks to his dreadful reputation and bad character.

"I'm going to talk to your brother, then," Mr. Kleski kissed Alexis on the forehead.

Intimate, without the slightest erotic color.

Just a doting father.

"Sweetie, go to your room, you can see the surprise."

Alexis tugged at the hem of her hospital gown, saluted, and then walked past Al without turning her eyes.

God knows what madness he'd had to have so many people over for a party.

"You tried to mess with my plans, and of course you succeeded. But look at what you've done—what the hell is this? You're just a stupid, ignorant kid. You didn't even think I'd How angry."

"My dear son, if you really want to achieve your goals, don't be so childish, be a little grown-up. You are not Chuck Bice, and when I die, you will get an inheritance including his one-year Dividends are not enough.”

Alexis found a cardboard box in front of her door, opened the box, and inside was a pile of soft high-end red silk fabrics, on which was placed a hard-shell photo album with a bronzing edge.

She sat at the door of her room, kicked off the slippers on her feet, and sat on the soft carpet looking at the photo album.

She flipped through the pages, and on the photo album was her mother who had never been masked.

When she opened her eyes, she was separated from her mother and never saw her again.

This is very unusual.

Generally speaking, no one would be so cruel as to separate a baby from its mother.What's more, her mother was the only woman Mr. Kleski himself admitted to having loved.

She saw her mother in a wedding dress holding a bouquet, hopelessly charming.

And one she had never seen before, Mr. Noah Kleinski.

The smile he only showed when he looked at his sweetheart—a smile she had never seen before.

If it was a surprise, it was a "surprise" that she never expected.