Scout Finch opened her eyes, and the first thing she felt when she was awake was the pain from all over her body.
Where is she?
Scout Finch tried to recall what happened before she fainted, vaguely remembering that she was tied to a stone pillar, scolded by the Jade Emperor, and pushed down the platform of the fallen immortal... and concluded that she was an immortal who made a mistake and was demoted to the world.
But what kind of immortal is she? Whats the mistake?
Scout Finch is messy, she seems to only know her own name is Scout Finch, and she doesnt know anything else.
Hearing the rustling sound beside her, Atticus Finch, who was in a light sleep, opened his eyes instantly.
"Finally woke up?"
Scout Finch sat up abruptly, turned her head slowly, and saw a strange man with a handsome face lying next to her.
His brown black short hair is a bit messy, but it doesnt cover up his charming facial features at all. The lines of his eyebrows, the contours of his eyes, and the shape of his jaw are all as smooth and perfect as if they were carved with a knife and an axe.
And his deep and complex eyes restrained Scout Finchs urge to scream.
She got out of bed and loudly questioned: "Who are you? How dare you sleep next to this immortal?"
Scout Finch was very concerned about the little bit of information in her memory, especially the person setting of an immortal, which gave her a sense of superiority that she had never felt before.
Atticus Finch was surprised for a while, but the corners of his mouth picked up a playful smile. What kind of play is this little girl playing again?
"Amnesia again?" Atticus Finch sat up from the bed and looked at her from head to toe, "Do fairies have you like this?"
Scout Finch looked down at herself and seemed to only wear a mans shirt, the sleeves were a long stretch, and she touched her hair, which was messy like a sea of kelp.
She looked up at the man in bed, who was dressed neatly, and felt a little relieved.
Atticus Finch shook his head, got out of bed, and walked to her, picked her up and walked to the bathroom.
Scout Finch was a bit flustered: "Where is this? Why am I here?"
Atticus Finch replied, "This is my home, you came to the door naked last night."
Naked... The white little face turned red to the ears, and said very unconfidently: "You are presumptuous."
Atticus Finch almost laughed, then said in a tone that she couldnt understand: "You are the one who is really presumptuous, disappeared for several months, and almost drove me crazy."
Scout Finch was completely confused, what happened between her and him... Who can tell her...
She tried hard, and she didnt have any impression of this man at all. She came back to her senses, and she had been put in the bathtub full of hot water.
"Have you forgotten to take a bath? Do you need me to help you?"
"Get out!"
Atticus Finch laughed lightly, turned around and closed the door, first contacted George Wilson to come over an hour later, and then went to the bathroom downstairs. He didnt have time to take a hot shower after getting wet in the rain last night, and Scout Finch was very healthy, but he felt a bit bad.
After coming out of the bathroom, Atticus Finch sneezed a few times, and when he went back upstairs, he found that Scout Finch had already come out, and was wearing the bathrobe in the bathroom that was very ill-fitting for him, and was changing the sheets and quilts on the bed that she had dirtied last night.
Atticus Finch stood at the door and watched her busy for a while with great interest. In the end, a sneeze exposed his whereabouts.
Scout Finch turned her head, her long black hair was still wet, her small oval face, fair and transparent skin, with a misty feeling like a lotus just out of the water, a pair of smart almond eyes blinked, and she didnt realize the fire in Atticus Finchs eyes was burning more and more fiercely at all, and she stopped her actions and then said: "I want to talk to you."
Atticus Finch squinted slightly, thinking in his heart - its really serious... seduction!
Both of them were not wearing much, sitting face to face on the sofa in the living room, Scout Finch looked at Atticus Finch, this man was completely a look of coaxing a child, Scout Finch was a bit angry, lets see if he will be so calm when she makes a request.
"Its like this, I have seriously considered it just now," Scout Finch said while looking up at Atticus Finchs expression, "you must know me, but I cant remember anything now, so during the period when I regain my memory..."
Scout Finch suddenly paused, and Atticus Finch snorted from his nose and nodded to indicate that she should continue.
"Please take me in!" Scout Finch lowered her head, waiting for the other partys response. She thought she might be the most cowardly immortal, and maybe the man opposite was a demon king, why does it feel that the aura is completely suppressed?
It seems that this girl is still not clear about the situation.
Take in? He Atticus Finch is going to keep her permanently, and still take in...
But looking at her, Atticus Finch couldnt help but tease her.
"Reason."
Scout Finch pouted, thinking: as expected, as soon as she said she was going to eat and drink for free, she shrank back...
She straightened up and gave him a reason that she thought was very perfect: "I am an immortal, and when I regain my memory, I will not treat you badly."
"Immortal... show me a trick first." Atticus Finch made a gesture of please with his hand.
"..."
Atticus Finch looked at her blushing face and couldnt help but laugh.
"You can stay, but you have to help me with housework."
"What is housework?"
"Washing clothes, cooking, and cleaning." And another one is having a baby, Atticus Finch was afraid to scare her, so he didnt say it.
"Deal!" If it werent for her losing her memory and losing her immortal power, she wouldnt make such a deal.
As soon as Scout Finch finished speaking, the doorbell of the villa rang, George Wilson came.
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Dr. Wilson was forcibly pulled out of bed by several people in black from his bed.
"Mr. Finch asked you to come over immediately."
It turned out to be Mr. Finch, Dr. Wilson was relieved, thinking it was a burglary.
"Can I get dressed before I go?"
One left and one right, two people in black were holding Dr. Wilsons arm, and when they heard him say this, they put it down.
"Please hurry."