"So, Sister, do you want me to go and claim your body again?" Bright Sampton scratched his head. "And do I have to act like I've been heavily traumatized again and faint from crying once more?"
Jane Sampson and others nodded seriously at Bright Sampton.
Bright Sampton whispered, "How can I cry? Even if I could, it wouldn't look right. What should I do? Will it mess things up?"
"Don't worry, I'll go with you this time. If you can't cry, I'll smear some onion water on you. If the moment comes and you still can't cry, I'll secretly make you faint, and it will look the same to outsiders who will just think you really fainted from crying again."
After saying this, Peter Gingery gestured twice at the back of Bright Sampton's neck, using his palm as a knife, and while gesturing, he laughed wickedly.
