Chapter 3 cannot be returned to

This person does have taste

"Young Master Waseem has returned." The person who opened the door for Zhou Sen was Irina, a Belarusian woman in her fifties, slightly plump in figure, with a round face marked by lines etched by the passage of time. However, it is evident that in her youth, she must have been a very cheerful girl.

The original Cossack cavalry regiment has long been dismantled, and a bustling commercial street has been built in its place, considered one of the prosperous avenues of Ice City

It would be great if one could rely on others for support

Oh dear, whose little white face is this in the mirror

What about the mashed potatoes, toasted bread, and sausages

There is actually a dressing table, and those items are ones that Zhou Sen has never seen before; he can only recognize them based on memory

let out a sigh

"Alright, Lucy, I am not being harsh with you, but you must understand that you should not lick my face with your tongue anymore; otherwise, no other female cats will like you!" Zhou Sen said as he reached out to stroke Lucy's head.

Braised rice, stewed meat, Kung Pao chicken, braised fish, and one egg drop soup!

Is that so? Have I really said such things before? Zhou Sen recalled that he indeed never used to eat at such small, fly-infested eateries in alleys before

Should I keep a distance from it after this

Still think about how to live in this era, by the way, I should go to the police station for work tomorrow

I would like to eat rice and stir-fried vegetables, can you make them

The name Wasim means handsome in Russian

A white object suddenly jumped down from the top of the stairs and darted into Zhou Sen's arms, startling him.

Yesterday they celebrated my promotion, and after drinking too much, I didn't come back. I'm going upstairs to sleep, so don't call me for lunch. Ignoring the surprise on Irina's face, Zhou Sen went straight upstairs.

pretty boy

For example, cooking porridge

It's nothing, everything is fine, it's just that young master, you didn't come back all night yesterday, and I was a bit worried

Irina shook her head, saying that Chinese cuisine is too complicated. She had tried to learn it, but the dishes she made were too unpalatable, so she ultimately gave up

Zhou Sen's home is located in Daoli District, which is commonly referred to as Butou District by the locals of Ice City. Cossack Street, as the name suggests, was originally a garrison for a group of Cossack cavalry, and it is now called Gaoshi Street

Having eaten and drunk to his satisfaction, Zhou Sen returned upstairs. At this moment, it was evident that he could not fall asleep. In this strange yet familiar environment, after the initial excitement had faded, he felt a twinge of fear, even a sense of despair

Meow!

Suddenly, Lucy in my arms stared wide-eyed, exuding an air of unapproachable dignity, and a glimmer of ferocity flashed in her sapphire eyes

After more than twenty years of hard work, Anthony Robbins has established a considerable enterprise in the Ice City through his own efforts, and he has gained a certain level of fame there

Zhou Sen's adoptive father is named Anthony Robin, a White Russian who fled from Ice City. It is said that his ancestors were once affluent, owning thousands of acres of fertile land, and were undoubtedly part of the landlord class before the October Revolution

This pitiful little gaze made Zhou Sen's heart skip a beat unexpectedly

Lao Sheng Family, Lamb Noodle Restaurant

It was probably the fastest meal Irina ever had, as in the end, she didn't leave a single drop of soup on the plate, and with a quick rinse, it could be placed on the rack to dry.

Yes. Irina quickly replied, even though they, as White Russians, usually do not use chopsticks, they still keep a few pairs at home.

Last night, after drinking this meal, I can't remember many things, especially what happened after I got drunk, how it just...

"Let's eat, do we have chopsticks at home?" Zhou Sen said lightly, clearly revealing a hint of pride; although he had changed bodies, his culinary skills had not diminished.

If I no longer work as a police officer in the future, I could open a small restaurant; at least I wouldn't have to worry about food, for that is the way of a craftsman

not up to standard

Meow! Lucy called out, rubbing her head against Zhou Sen's chest twice, and then comfortably closed her eyes

"Lucy, where have you been playing again? I haven't seen you all night. As soon as the young master returns, you appear?" Irina called out to Lucy upon seeing her

He was taken aback for a moment before remembering that he had a Russian name, which translates to Vasim.

Are there no other clothes that are somewhat normal or ordinary? Zhou Sen searched for a long time but could not find a single piece of clothing that met his aesthetic standards

Unfortunately, I am compelled to do so

"Lucy, what are you doing? Don't lick my face..." Zhou Sen said with disdain as he pushed Lucy away.

Although he came from a poor background, ever since he followed Old Man Anthony, he has been living a respectable life, wanting to make a complete break with the past, and therefore, he no longer dines in places frequented by the lower class

Lucy called out in grievance, her azure eyes filled with resentment, clearly unable to understand why her young master, who used to enjoy her doing this so much, suddenly no longer liked it

Three dishes and one soup

However, before my eyes, these things are not possessions that an ordinary person can have

"I am leaving, going back to catch up on some sleep. If there is anything, come find me at home." Zhou Sen did not give Ye San'er a chance to speak, and simply lifted his leg and walked away.

The sound of rustling...

Zhou Sen was taken aback, and it took him a while to realize that besides himself, was there anyone else in the bathroom? It could only be himself.

This original self is quite vain

Original self, what kind of person are you? Although I have accepted and digested some memories, there still seem to be some unclear aspects that are indistinct, as if they are locked away.

Meow ... ...

Is there nothing else?" Zhou Sen frowned slightly; he found the barbecue acceptable, but he was not particularly fond of sturgeon...

Dong Dong ... ...

Zhou Sen, sitting alone in the study with red-rimmed eyes, felt utterly bewildered, truly unsure of how to proceed on the path ahead.

Lucy suddenly leaped, jumped out of bed, and dashed out in a flash

Feeling full and well-fed, a good sleep is the most beautiful thing

He picked up the razor, lathered it with soap, and began to shave his face

The little creature is quite clingy

After carefully examining the face reflected in the mirror, Zhou Sen suddenly felt a surge of emotion, almost on the verge of tears, realizing that one day he could also make a living based on his looks

Is there rice at home

A European-style Simmons king-size bed came into view, and Zhou Sen walked over, lay down, and closed his eyes. It was very soft, with a faint fragrance, different from the scent of Bai Yulan.

Zhou Sen looked out the window; it was still bright outside. He was unsure how long he had slept. He got up and went to the bathroom

"Rice?" Irina's eyes widened in surprise. Although Zhou Sen is Chinese, he has never eaten Chinese food at home, as he has to accommodate his father Anthony Robin's dietary habits

Today, Young Master Wasim seems a bit different, doesn't he? Usually, he speaks in a very formal manner, but now he seems like a completely different person

Master Waseem

One cabinet after another was opened, which greatly broadened Zhou Sen's horizons; these items might not have been considered anything in his past era

This Bai Yulan's one-night affair with himself, could it be that she is attracted to his face? Zhou Sen speculated with a certain degree of narcissism.

It is already completely dark outside

Not quite. Although a cat's sense of smell is not as acute as that of a dog, they are still very sensitive to the scent of their owner. The smell of blood from the crime scene is likely the reason for its unusual behavior just now

There is no turning back now, the past self should be gone, what will happen to my aging parents, can they accept it

Suit, tie, leather shoes... and also men's perfume

"Such a delicious restaurant, why didn't you tell me about it before?" Zhou Sen was eating noodles heartily, chewing on lamb, and drinking lamb soup; this is the kind of life that ordinary people should lead, comfortable and pleasant

The power of the individual cannot withstand the great trends of the times. At the age of only twenty, Anthony Robbins fled his hometown and followed the fleeing refugees to the Ice City

Zhou Sen could not help but laugh out loud; such a small thing posed no threat to him.

... ...

"Is there rice?" Zhou Sen asked

Then I will prepare a barbecue for you, accompanied by marinated sturgeon and oatmeal porridge, how does that sound

This fellow has somewhat forgotten his roots, which is one of the reasons Zhou Sen looks down on him

"Young Master Wasim, I have prepared a cup of warm milk for you. Drinking it will help you sleep well," Irina said as she entered with a cup of hot milk.

Pushed the door open and entered one's own room

What is this thing

"Yes, Master Wasim," Irina nodded. The family is in the grain business, so even if they don't eat rice regularly, it is not surprising to have some rice stored. Sometimes, rice can also be made into other foods

Irina exclaimed, holding her heart with both hands, "Young Master Wasim, did you do this?"

When she saw herself in Zhou Sen's arms, her gaze immediately softened, her eyes closed, and her outstretched claws retracted.

"No, brother..." Ye San'er was taken aback; in the past, when they had meals together, when had Zhou Sen ever asked him to pay?

Zhou Sen still really likes cats; this aloof species is difficult to get close to humans, but there are exceptions.

Brother, you used to never eat at such small restaurants, and you even said that lamb was too gamey. I told you about it, but you still didn't come.

Thank you. Zhou Sen hurriedly concealed his own lapse in composure

"Young Master Wasim, what would you like to eat tonight?" Irina stood at the door with her hands down after knocking.

"Whatever." Zhou Sen was feeling a headache; none of these flashy clothes felt comfortable to wear, yet they all fit so well.

Zhou Sen muttered to himself, it is said that cats can communicate with the spirit world, could it be that this little creature has discovered something?

Meow ... ...

Is this guy a suit enthusiast

This little thing actually has a bit of a temper

It is Lucy

A perfect combination of color, aroma, and flavor

Brother, my introduction was quite good, wasn't it? This lamb noodle shop ranks second on this street, and no one dares to claim the first... Ye San'er was eating with his mouth full of broth

Come in. Hearing someone knock on the door from outside, I called out to myself

"Irina, is everything at home alright?" Zhou Sen changed his shoes, took off his woolen coat, and handed it to Irina as he asked.

He is just an ordinary person, usually only making "astonishing remarks" in the invisible network; if one day something were to happen to him...

Turn on the brass faucet

His eyelids felt somewhat heavy, and he was unsure how much time had passed. He sensed a slight warmth in his cheeks, accompanied by a bit of itchiness. Zhou Sen opened his eyes and saw a bloody red tongue licking his face back and forth.

Young Master Wasim entered the kitchen he had never been in before, beginning a performance that left Irina utterly amazed

Moreover, at such a young age, is one really that insecure?

After tidying up and splashing some water on his face, Zhou Sen emerged from the bathroom. Although he had fully accepted the memories of the original owner, there were many situations that he still needed to experience personally in order to confirm that all of this was not just a dream

After finishing a bite, he stood up and said: "San'er, help me request a leave of absence. Also, consider this meal as your treat; next time, I will treat you to a grand feast"

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a completely snow-white Persian cat, devoid of any other colors. Its eyes, resembling sapphires, seemed to possess a captivating magic that irresistibly drew one in.

Oh, this little fellow is quite adorable and charmingly fierce