Yu Sheng gl

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Looking at it for the first time after amnesia, facing the square and simple tombstone is like facing one's own past. The cross-section of the past is the image of absinthe, hallucinogenic and taboo. The past is like an illusion, and nothing can be touched now.

In order to be like most people, I specially bought a bouquet of flowers and placed it in front of the tomb. Suddenly, I felt a little sad when I put it there. Something flashed through Xu Chenmu's mind. sleeves, palms sweaty.

"Lu Qiong." "Huh?" Lu Qiong stared at the tombstone without squinting. She was completely unfamiliar to this woman, although in terms of relationship, she fell into the water at the same time as the sleeping woman underneath. Chenmu had to choose who to save first, but he just took a step first, without this ultimate trouble, he didn't understand the relationship between her and Xu Chenmu.

"I've always thought, why should I put a bouquet of flowers here to express my condolences? Then why don't I plant them around? I think such a large-scale flower sending ceremony should happen in large-scale mourning , no matter what other people think, I always feel that if it is my mother, she will not like this."

"You remembered her."

Tomorrow you will forget.Lu Qiong thought.

"Yeah, I'll remember you too, you have to wait for me." Xu Chenmu casually mentioned a word without making a serious promise, but Lu Qiong suddenly remembered the promise of "I'll kill you if I don't remember" , she felt a little wanting to laugh, she stood with her arms folded, her eyes were faint, as if she could see through the world, naturally she couldn't see through anything, she could only see Xu Chenmu standing there with a sullen face thinking carefully, finger Moving it on the arm a little bit, she thought she was still reluctant.

Chapter 67 Thursday: Laughing Eyes

Going around along the expressway around the city, getting off the expressway and heading for the remote suburb, Lu Qiong's hand holding the steering wheel was a little trembling, once she thought of going back there to face the cold arrangement and her parents who were coming today, she would feel in her heart The breath could not be calmed down for a long time, Tang Yi called in the morning and said that he went to the airport to pick him up, but he would wait for a while and asked her to get ready.

Look at Xu Chenmu again, sitting in the co-pilot and picking his fingers, showing a harmless appearance to humans and animals. It was clearly not like this in the past. I remember the first time that guy met his parents, when he was in graduate school——

This is the dimension of time...

Suddenly, I was in a daze, I was on the bus, on the way to meet my parents, people were crowded like canned sardines, Lu Qiong's legs were not very good, and her legs were prone to soreness when standing, so she snatched a seat desperately, and greeted the aunts. Looking at her condemningly, Xu Chenmu propped his hands on the seat and surrounded her, and it was not crowded, he lowered his head and closed his eyes.

Lu Qiong self-consciously rehearsed what kind of flashy scene Xu Chenmu and her parents would meet, repeated explanations and notes, but faced with Xu Chenmu who was like a blank sheet of paper, there was no possibility of explanation. Xu Chenmu didn't think about anything, closed her eyes, closed the windows of her soul, communication became an obstacle, she felt a little anxious in her heart, but she still carried some joyful happiness.

After all, he brought someone back, not destined to be alone like he expected.

"Lu Qiong, I always feel that you are hiding something. I feel like I am going up the mountain of swords and down into the sea of ​​fire." Instead, Xu Chenmu became anxious, fidgeting, moving his buttocks on the seat, dangling back and forth, Turning her head, turning back to look out the window, she had already entered the community, the speed of the car slowed down, Lu Qiong slightly pursed her lips, and caught a glimpse of Xu Chenmu frowning thoughtfully from the rearview mirror.

"The mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire are here." She stopped the car, turned around, took her clothes, got up and went out.

The name of the mountain of swords and sea of ​​fire is taboo.

The lonely building was deserted, only a large concrete and steel truck was left. When she saw the truck, she wanted to express her emotions, but she choked in her throat and was speechless for a long time.

Xu Chen thought to himself, did he think wrong or what, did Lu Qiong tease him or was there some resentment?Suddenly the meaning behind these words became blurred, ambiguous and no one looked at the decision. With two choices in front of him, thinking about it, how did he enlighten her?It seems that there is no inspiration, so I have to rely on my body's own feelings to deal with it blindly, and follow Lu Qiong step by step, stepping on her shadow like a toddler, just lowering her head, regardless of whether she has already arrived. stop at the door----

Lu Qiong suddenly turned her head and held her head, pressing it against her chest and messing up her hair: "Xu Chenmu, I'm nervous."

"... Is there anything in there? I'll go to the mountain of swords and fire, why are you nervous?" Xu Chen muffled in Lu Qiong's arms, out of breath, his breath was blocked by the heavy tension, and he secretly glanced at the door, without any hesitation. No movement, there will never be any ghosts sitting in it, or if they commit a crime, they will be the police as soon as they open the door.

"My parents are coming today." Lu Qiong let go of her, opened the door and changed her shoes, her expression was indifferent as if it had been wiped off with an eraser, as if it wasn't her who was sweating nervously just now, Xu Chenmu remembered being violently punched just now The throbbing that was pulled into her arms, Lu Qiong had two fingers sticking to her ear, which was cold, which made her blush suddenly, and she could touch her ears casually.

It is her parents who are coming today to see how unbearable her current situation is. Memory is equal to dignity. It is the memory of education in the past that shaped a temperate and introverted character. The knowledge in memory makes people transcend class. Losing memory means nothing A child with the power of resistance has no memory, she has no memory of Lu Qiong's parents, as if there is nothing that can pull this string, she doesn't know how to say it.

The remnant memories like lights made her start a process in her mind. When she was with Lu Qiong, her parents must support her. Lu Qiong was nervous because she was worried that her parents would not support----

They have been together for seven years.

Where do the memories of seven years come from, the wet seven years or the dry and warm seven years, no matter what the image is, she feels surprised. They have been together for seven years, the seven-year itch, seven is an old Zhou Qi suddenly seemed to have completed something, she raised her head, unintentionally followed her memory, changed her shoes and walked in, Lu Qiong disappeared in a flash, without a trace.

But there is no sense of emptiness, Lu Qiong is in this room, even though she has not been in the same place as her for the past seven years, she sat on the side and glanced at the diary on the coffee table.

Unintentionally spying on something, she just opened the cover by chance, and on the title page were her and Lu Qiong's names, lined up side by side, like an oath, she saw her fingers resting on it involuntarily, twisting the footer to turn it up, the first page.Two kinds of handwriting.

Sunday

You forget what happened the day before, and you forget what happened the day before every day, and forget everything you have experienced day by day.Yesterday we agreed that I would keep a diary and read it to you every day. I didn’t have time to write down what happened yesterday. Today I wrote a little while you were still sleeping. Whether it is useful or not, it is a joint effort by everyone.

You ran away and didn't know me anymore, looking very flustered.

The character still hasn't changed, and he's back.

This handwriting is gentle and graceful, as if seeing the words, the ink dripped slowly to describe Lu Qiong's face little by little. Lu Qiong wrote a diary alone in a dark shadow, and it is placed here, it is Sunday.

What day of the week is it?Time suddenly returned to my mind, as if I finally found my place to freeze, following this point and line, I can go back to the past and freeze my own existence itself.There is no time to record here, no desk calendar or anything like that, she caught a glimpse of the mobile phone that Lu Qiong dropped on the sofa.

That's Lu Qiong's.

She frowned and went to get it by herself, which was disrespectful to Lu Qiong.

So he pressed the question about time and looked down.

Another kind of handwriting, the same as my own handwriting on the post-it note.

Turn over page by page, from Sunday to Tuesday, Wednesday is a blank, Thursday is also blank, not to mention Friday and Saturday.