Ursula Solomon cautiously asked, "What were you thinking just now? Your expression looked so scary, it scared me to death."
"Nothing much." Ray Hudson's smile was sunny and charming: "Mom, how come you're so timid now? Am I still scary now?"
"Now..." Ursula Solomon tilted her head and looked around: "Not scary anymore, very handsome."
Ray Hudson raised his eyebrows slightly: "Handsome is good."
Ursula Solomon examined Ray Hudson carefully for a long time before saying, "Ray, I feel like you are somewhat different from before."
Upon hearing this, Ray Hudson's heart skipped a beat: "In what way am I different?"
An imperceptible cold glint flashed in his eyes.
"I can't quite tell; I just feel you're a bit different from how I remember." Ursula Solomon rubbed her head: "Maybe my memory is messed up!"
"Yeah, you just regained your memory, many things are still unclear, it'll get better with time."
Ray Hudson was so nervous that his palms were full of sweat.
