1998, Little Red Flower Kindergarten.
Jennifer got up from her small kindergarten bed, rubbed her eyes, and her cheeks showed the blush of just waking up.
On the left cheek, there was still an indentation from the pillow, making her chubby face extraordinarily cute.
However, her round eyes were filled with bewilderment.
What happened to her?
Was she dreaming?
Jennifer had been dead for several months, yet her soul continued to hover around David Lewis's mansion, unable to leave. She witnessed David whom everyone saw as a lunatic, a fanatic, clutching her body, refusing to let go.
In the silence of the deep night, David would apologize over and over to her body.
And Jennifer had to stand behind him, unable to touch or escape.
"Teacher!!" A sudden scream interrupted Jennifer's musings, "David bit someone!!"
David??!!
The familiar name brought back Jennifer's thoughts. Her body moved faster than her mind, struggling to get up from the bed. Her short arms rubbed against the quilt several times as she awkwardly rose to her feet.
It was then that Jennifer realized, she had become a three or four-year-old child!
The surroundings were identical to the kindergarten she attended as a child!
Could it be that she was reborn?
Jennifer widened her eyes in disbelief, looking at her own short arms and legs.
"This is... too fantastical, isn't it?"
Jennifer voice was also milky and soft.
"Teacher, teacher!"
"The crazy one is biting!"
"Jerry is bleeding!"
A series of chaotic screams, interspersed with a few tragic cries, left no time for Jennifer to question whether she was dreaming. Jennifer struggled to get out of bed and ran towards the scene of the incident.
"David, let go quickly!"
On the playground, David and Jerry's tiny bodies were entangled.
David was lying on Jerry, biting his shoulder.
In the summer, the children were all wearing thin short sleeves, and Jerry's bloody shoulder was clearly visible from a distance.
The kindergarten teacher, scared, quickly rushed over. The teacher hugged David's body, trying to coax him into letting go, but David turned a deaf ear, his eyes tightly closed, his body trembling as he bit Jerry firmly.
Jerry, trapped under David, struggled desperately, his crying mixed with tears and snot.
"Teacher, save me~ sob sob..."
Jennifer walked straight through the panicked children to stand behind Teacher Teresa.
Jennifer stared blankly at the little boy in front of her, who was both familiar and unfamiliar, her mouth unconsciously falling agape.
This was David! The young Lewis!
Jennifer had actually been reborn.
Jennifer stood still, watching as Teacher Teresa tried her best but was unable to get David to loosen his grip. Jerry had already fainted in pain. Other teachers, having heard the ruckus, came running to help. It took the combined efforts of three people to separate David from Jerry.
"Quick, notify their parents."
Teacher Teresa, looking terrified at the sight of the unconscious Jerry, immediately asked someone to call Jerry's parents.
Everyone failed to notice that the separated David was sitting on the ground, blood still smeared at the corner of his mouth. David body was shaking, but his face was expressionless, even his beautiful eyes were devoid of any emotional fluctuation.
David was an autistic child.
Everyone knew that.
So did Jennifer.
She had witnessed the madness of autism first hand.
In his quest to avenge her, David stormed into the Garry group armed with a dagger, stabbed Garry Bruce to death with his own hands, and then lept from the top floor of the Garry Group's building.
It was brutal and relentless.
Thinking of that scene, Jennifer's hands and feet went cold, she couldn't move as she remained frozen on the spot.
She gazed blankly at David, while David sat on the spot with his head bowed, his light blue school uniform short-sleeved shirt was covered in dust.
Jerry's parents arrived very quickly. His mother started to cry even before entering the kindergarten, her wails were so heartrending that they could be heard throughout the entire kindergarten building.
David was still sitting on the playground, unnoticed by anyone.
Only Jennifer was standing behind him all the time.
"If anything happens to you, Jerry, I won't be able to live on!" Jerry's mother wailed.
"Jerry's mother, please hold yourself together and rush Jerry to the hospital."
"Who did this? Who on earth hurt Jerry?"
"It was... it was David."
Teacher Teresa took the emotionally distraught Jerry's mother aside, and quietly told her that David was the perpetrator. Jerry's mom, who had been wailing and sobbing, suddenly stopped crying, looking rather gloomy.
Although David was an autistic child, his family background was not simple. Both of his parents worked in official agencies, and his uncle was a businessman with quite the influence locally, otherwise, the kindergarten wouldn't have accepted an autistic child like him under such immense pressure.
“I demand an explanation from this kindergarten!" Jerry's mom left these threatening words and took Jerry to the hospital.
Teacher Teresa finally sighed a breath of relief and had the time to look back at David.
David was still sitting at the scene of the incident, his small body slightly hunched over, head low.
David didn't seem to care about anything that was happening around him, or pay attention to anyone.
Including Jerry, who he had just bitten and caused to faint.
David little face was somewhat pale, but it was utterly expressionless.
David family never came, not even a phone call went through.
Teacher Teresa walked toward David, heaving a deep sigh.
"Little Lewis, go back to the classroom and wait for your mom and dad, okay?"
David's parents were always busy, which all the teachers knew, but how could they be so busy that they couldn't be contacted even when their child was involved in such a big incident? Teacher Teresa had never seen such a situation.
Jennifer stood still too.
But after all, she was just a three- or four-year-old child, and her chubby little body couldn't endure it any longer, her pudgy legs were extremely sore.
Jennifer wiggled her butt, tilted her head and thought.
Then proceeded towards Teacher Teresa and David.
David's madness stemmed from the isolation and harm of this world. With an extremely high IQ, the biochemical weapon he developed in his previous life shocked the entire world. Yet, he lacked empathy, having no feelings. As long as you have money, you could buy anything you wish from him. Therefore, he, too, was the embodiment of a demon.
However the demon from David past life was just a delicate dumpling, a kid whose fighting strategy was nothing but biting. If Jennifer could sway David's prejudice against the world...
Would David show less madness, less resolve in the future, wouldn't he die so horrifically?
The teacher didn't wait for David's response, she was used to this.
Teresa bent down, lifting David's tiny body as she returned to the classroom.
Jennifer kept following David, until the teacher put David in his seat, then Jennifer also followed him there, sitting on his side with a plop.
"Do you feel pain?"
Jennifer’s chubby finger pointed at the blood stain at the corner of David's mouth.
David didn't register her, his gaze hollow as he stared blankly in front of him.
