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She expressed that she was very confused by the phenomenon of "losing memory", but in conjunction with this, once she remembered that she was a member of the bloody army of amnesia, what flashed through her mind was not the vulgar routine or the car accident. The ghostly ghosts, male number one or male number two, or mother was there calling out his name in distraught.

Wait, what's your name then?

Wait a minute---there are two women in this room, who is the sticky note for?

Wait, that woman, tentatively named Lu Qiong, won't lose her memory too, right?

So oh, it was a coincidence that it hit her head, the chance that the sky dropped a big weight just happened to see the post-it note written by her former self, so she decided to remember this sentence and repost it later, or copy it again Zhang, for tomorrow's self.

As soon as he turned his head, his mind went blank, all his thoughts sank into the sand in an instant and were absorbed, his memory dried up, and the sunlight came warmly from behind and shone on the woman's face.

The light, like an angel descending into the world, suddenly slowed down and lengthened by itself, like a choir singing high and low chords not far away, the sun hit the quilt, half sunlight and half shadow, the woman on one side was There is light on the dark side, and the bright side face presents a warm tone. Every inch of skin is smooth and fair, reflecting the brilliance of the sun. The curtains sway from time to time, so the dividing line between light and dark is slowly cruising, and the dark The side face is mysterious and lonely, the neck is like white jade, the dividing line flashes through the throat, and Lu Qiong's pale fingers slowly tap on the forehead.

"morning."

She must not know how exaggerated words she used to describe her.

Xu Chenmu thought to himself, because of the word "morning", her heart beat very fast as if she was being favored, she thought why she was so superficial and always stared at other people's faces, she pulled the curtains and closed them again, Everything sank into the shadows again, she blushed: "Lu Qiong."

"The curtains are drawn," the other said. "You wake up very early."

While lifting the quilt and getting down, he looked for slippers on the ground and stepped in. His steps were a bit slow, but his back was straight. Because of sleepiness, there was room between his lips, and he pursed them slightly, as if some secret was buried. It drooped, and the eyelashes trembled accordingly. She could see it so clearly, because Lu Qiong came over and stood in front of her who was stunned, with her arms crossing her shoulders. With a bang, the curtains opened and the daylight was bright.

She didn't do anything like a goose, and she didn't know what to do. She folded her hands in front of her chest, as if she was bound by someone, and she dared to take Lu Qiong's arms away from her. Open, the right hand is still tightly holding the post-it note.

"Do you remember me?" Lu Qiong went to the side to fix the curtains, her hands were sharp, and she just asked casually, she didn't expect much, and she saw the post-it note in her hand, yesterday Xu Chenmu wrote a post-it note, thinking he remembered everything. If Xu Chenmu had an ordinary personality, if he really wanted to remember himself, how could he go to the window quietly——

It must be because I was afraid that the whole world would not know the same thing, so I jumped up and shouted a few times to say that I remembered, and then set off a few gift guns to celebrate.

"Here." Xu Chen flattened the post-it note and handed it over, "I'm sorry."

"I want to throw you out." Lu Qiong thought of the promise that Xu Chenmu had been making for the past few days that would never be fulfilled, and made a joke in a good mood. Once he remembered what happened today, he felt his head swell. A reluctance to do anything, full of sleepiness and slack, and fear--

"Ah... because I didn't remember your name?" Xu Chenmu seemed to remember a little bit, and immediately thought of this place, so he swore and swore he raised his right hand, patted the area near his own sun acupoint, and then He raised his hand again, "I must remember your name tomorrow, if I can't remember you will throw me out tomorrow."

You said this for four days.Lu Qiong couldn't help but want to laugh, but at this moment her optimistic thoughts were too easy to be stifled, she couldn't think of anything ridiculous, she just felt that it was hopeless for Xu Chenmu to remember everything, she was overwhelmed by her own pessimism, did she remember better , it's better not to remember, always whatever it is, life is too long.

"Okay." Lu Qiong pretended to agree to her, and also knew that as long as Xu Chenmu lost his memory one day and lost the ability to protect himself, he would pretend to abandon her the next day, but he would still accompany her. Losing patience day by day.

It's just that now it seems that she will no longer lose her patience. Seeing Xu Chenmu jumping away day by day, she began to realize that Xu Chenmu is such a transparent person. She used to think that she could see her clearly from the inside out. By digging out the hidden things bit by bit, I saw an even more different Xu Chenmu from the side.

It's just that she thinks that one day she will be entangled repeatedly by the virus of depression, and Xu Chenmu will be tortured and misunderstood one day, and her life will be worse.

"Another post-it note." Xu Chenmu called out in a low voice, picked it up, read silently for a few seconds, and closed it.

Chapter 64 Thursday: It's time to attack

The contents of the post-it note are:

Your name is Xu Chenmu, and you are a reporter. You sacrificed your memory because of Kuang Fu's justice. My condolences.

Can it be better.

Did I have such an unruly style yesterday!Annoyed, she crumpled up the paper without letting Lu Qiong see it. The handwriting was the same as that on the post-it note just now. She decided that she wrote it right, but when she woke up, she felt like she was carrying a big bag on her shoulders. , from the moment I woke up, I felt that the atmosphere today was unusual, and even I had some innate resentment and grievances in it, so I wanted to laugh when I saw this happy word, but I couldn't laugh, so I had to crumpled, turned my back and didn't Let Lu Qiong see it.

With just a glance, she saw something brightly colored on the door, and turned her head to look at Lu Qiong. Lu Qiong ignored her and went to fold the quilt on her own.

Only now did she realize that there were two beds in this room, and she woke up on the same bed as Lu Qiong, so what was the other bed for?Doubts were everywhere, fingers were already caught on the post-it note, and it didn't take much force to tear it off at will.

Get up and cook.Do not put spicy things.

Cooking... This is an order from yesterday's self, as if today's self must complete it, she thought, she always respects the previous day's self just like being faithful to the present self, and she will never betray To himself, he glanced back at Lu Qiong, who happened to come over to see her: "I'll cook."

"Ah, I--I'll go..." She held the post-it note and waved it at Lu Qiong like a Shangfang sword, and staggered out of the room, her eyes suddenly opened up, her forehead suddenly hurt, Then everything became familiar and comfortable, like a sudden heavy snow covered her whole body, and she found herself again in the snow.

The kitchen is on the right, and there is a post-it note on the refrigerator. What is written on the post-it note, I leaned over to see that it suddenly fell off and flew to the bottom of the cabinet. It's so deep that it can't be seen anymore, but she still cares about the content. She hates herself for why she foolishly leaned towards her face instead of tearing it off and holding it in her hand?

With a headache like a hangover, she walked forward in the graveyard of memories. Every object has its name, and it feels as kind as an old friend in the hand. It brings back the touch of the previous life.

The only thing I can't remember is that person. People and objects are different.

Lu Qiong carries a vague alienation on her body, this alienation is not directed at herself, but she can see it.It was as if shrouded in a thin layer of light and fog, which was constantly changing according to many factors, and what I figured out was only the temporary form. In the end, after years and months, I could see her complete appearance.

I opened the refrigerator to see what was there, and the pears came into view.