Albert stared in surprise: "do you want to do it again? Is there such a thing as rebirth?"
Delia played with the handle of the coffee cup: "of course, otherwise I would be a genius. Where would I kill Austin at a young age? Of course, it seems that Austin wants to retire instead of me."
Albert struggled: "is it okay for you to tell me this?"
Delia smiled: "since I dare to tell you my biggest secret, I'm not worried that you will tell it. Of course, even if you tell it, few people believe that such an ethereal thing as rebirth is too illusory."
Albert approached Delia: "how was your last life? Why did you have heavy... Such fate? What did Catherine do to you?"
He said something vaguely, obviously unwilling to mention the word rebirth.
Delia's eyes were hurt. It was obvious that those were not pleasant memories.
"Basically, everyone knows that her marriage to Austin exists in name only. Austin spends all day out drinking and dating all kinds of beautiful women. Catherine wants a divorce, but she can't live without it."
"After Catherine gave birth, Austin went to ligation. All Austin had only one daughter," Delia mocked herself. "Everyone knows that persimmons are soft. Katherine can't take Austin, so I became her tool to retaliate against Austin."
"Parents don't ask him to make great achievements in the future, at least he can grow up safely and healthily. But Catherine doesn't think so. She takes maternal love as a coat and firmly controls me in the palm of her hand."
"What Austin doesn't like, she guides me to do. She deliberately guides me to the road of no return. One day I completely degenerate, then her revenge on Austin will be achieved."
Delia's right hand trembled. "I lived a total of 22 years in my last life. These 22 years are a complete joke. My life is never dominated by me, but a puppet in the hands of others."
Albert hesitated and held Delia's right hand. He didn't interrupt Delia's words. He knew that at this time, just let Delia vent these accumulated emotions in her heart.
"It was a painful time. Everyone in the Mandela family looked down on me. Catherine, the only one closest to me, didn't expect her to have such a sinister intention. So again, I didn't intervene in her marriage with Austin, and I didn't sympathize with her at all. But I thought I was close to her, but I couldn't do it anymore."
Albert hit the nail on the head: "you're so cruel, but you still don't want to hurt her. Otherwise Catherine won't come back so easily, Delia. You're still soft hearted to her after all."
Delia mocked herself: "what can I do if I just want revenge again? She will give birth to me after all. All I can do is stay away from her and not be close to her. As for her sadness now, what is it compared with my past experience?"
"She doesn't have the memory of her last life. If I did anything to her, people would only accuse me, and everyone would favor her. It's better for both sides to be at peace like this, and I don't want her deteriorating maternal love."
Albert praised: "you're great. Even if you didn't know anything in your last life, you were in power of the Mandela family three years ago. You're really great to be able to do this."
Delia smiled bitterly: "I just don't want to place my fate on others. I don't want anyone to accuse me of looking down on me. I want them to look up to me and look at me."
Albert: you did it
Delia: "again, I have also reflected on my life. Of course, Catherine's guidance, but I also have reasons. If I make progress and work harder, I won't go on such a road of no return."
Looking at Albert looking at herself, Delia smiled: "I'm a standard problem girl. I don't lose a cigarette, drink, go to bars and drag racing. I take all of it except that I don't touch pornography, gambling and drugs."
"Delia Mandela's reputation has been almost ruined in the whole upper class. Austin hates me, but only Catherine told me that everything you want to do is right. You should pursue what you like at your age."
Albert shook his head. "If I had a child in the future, I wouldn't teach him that. Isn't this deliberately guiding the child on the wrong road?"
Delia sighed, "do you know how I know Catherine's mind?"
Albert held her hand. "If you're too sad, don't say it."
Delia: "I'll just say this once. I won't mention my past experience again. Before my 22nd birthday, Catherine and Austin had a big quarrel, which I overheard."
"Austin accused Catherine of not teaching me well and made him go out. It was very humiliating, and she wanted to find a good partner for me and couldn't find it."
"Do you know what Catherine said?"
Albert hesitated: "she won't admit what she has done for so many years?"
Delia mocked herself: "yes, she admitted. But she didn't expect me to be at Mandela manor that day. I heard all her quarrels with Austin clearly. At that moment, I felt that my whole world collapsed."
Delia's body trembled at this, but she soon recovered. So many years of psychological counseling is not in vain. With her experience, she already knows how to control these bad emotions.
"Sometimes people are very afraid of death, but when death comes, I have only one idea, and I am finally free. When I fall from the overpass, I think, my life is really ridiculous."
When Albert was silent and his eyes were red, Delia rubbed his head: "that's just my idea. I'm better than anyone now. I won't do such a stupid thing again."
"I think Delia was so poor." Albert sucks his nose. As an art student, his mood is obviously very abundant and easy to cause empathy.
Delia's mouth tilted: "think I'm so poor? Then treat me better? In this world, my relationship with my parents is too weak. The only person who can accompany me is you."
Albert grabbed Delia's hand: "I'm just worried that you will regret that you are so excellent, and I'm still studying in school. You meet elites every day. Maybe I will only become a very ordinary artist after graduation..."