memory hole

In the frame is a pure white Samoyed dog.The dog's hair is fluffy and round, and it looks very cute at first glance.In the photo, the Samoyed is looking directly at the camera, with an expression resembling that of a smiling human being, full of naivety.

"You say I look like a dog?" Zhong Xian was very angry.

"It's called Mixiu. It's a member of my family. You should be happy to say that you look like it. You may not be as expensive as it." Deng Yi stood up.

"Where are you going!" Zhong Xian stretched out his hands to Deng Yi. "Open!"

Deng Yi studied Zhong Xian for a while. "Did you drink alcohol or rabies virus today? If you can calm down for 10 minutes, I may consider treating you as a human being. Otherwise, I will definitely handcuff you to the pillar."

Zhong Xian's thinking jumped.Pillar?Where are the pillars in the room?He turned over on the carpet and lay on his back. He saw a light golden chandelier on the ceiling. He squinted his eyes and turned his head to look around. After a while, he found that there was indeed a pillar not far in front of him. It was a pillar. bedpost.

Zhong Xian was distracted.

"Are you scared?" Deng Yi's face appeared directly above his face, blocking the beautiful chandelier and its soft light.

Zhong Xian narrowed his eyes again.Deng Yi's appearance at this time is not exactly the same as the people on the scattered screens that popped up in the dream.There is something else besides the difference in age. "Did we know each other before?" Zhong Xian couldn't help asking.

"I don't know." Deng Yi looked at Zhong Xian and said. "You said, I don't know you."

"What about the facts?"

"You doubt it?"

"I had a friend, my first year in college. I thought... I think I wanted to do a band with him. He and I were really close. At least for a while."

"and after?"

"Later..." Zhong Xian thought hard, "lost contact. He seems to have jumped off a building."

"Jumped off the building again?"

"What are you doing so weirdly?"

"It was He Lele before. You said she jumped off the building. In fact, she is living well. I heard that she is getting married soon."

"That's not good. I have a problem with my memory. It's just me. Isn't that what everyone wants?"

"Is it true that you will make up a story for all the people who leave you and let them jump off the building in your world."

"Go ahead and laugh at me. Open the cuffs!"

"Just sleep like this." Deng Yi's face moved away from Zhong Xian's eyes, and he stood up and left.Then the golden chandelier went out.

Deng Yi actually threw him into the darkness.

Along with the darkness came a burst of sleepiness, which actually covered up the grievance and anger in Zhong Xian's heart.

Alcohol had gradually deprived him of his vitality at this time, so he simply closed his eyes.The soft carpet is comfortable.Even if he was lying on the hard marble at this time, it would probably feel the same.

When he was about to fall asleep, those inexplicable images did not appear again.Zhong Xian doesn't think that the Deng Yi in those dream scenes is the same person as the current Deng Yi.Probably his fantasy.Maybe he expected them to know each other early.Perhaps such a person did exist.It was some kind of friend, a friendship that didn't last, someone who once resonated with him.He chose to forget about it.Maybe because the intersecting time is very short, it can really be forgotten.

That's it.

Some people are like shooting stars, quickly across his sky.refused to stay.dismissive.

So the emotion that always surges in his heart is that he thinks that Deng Yi will also be a shooting star.

It is enough to have a confidant in life.The reason why people sigh like this is because no one wants to stay and be your confidant.Maybe that's a chore?

Does that person exist?

Could Deng Yi be a shooting star? Tonight he has already shown this ruthlessness.No longer as gentle and patient as before.It starts to reveal itself so quickly.

Zhong Xian felt wronged in his heart:

I dedicate my ardor to you, the sky full of stars and flying catkins are my eyes surrounding you.

You close the window.

It is only for the change of seasons, if you go, you will come again.

But next year, I will not be here.

Although the stars and flying catkins will still surround you.

Zhong Xian fell asleep.With a heart full of sorrow.

Struggled for a long time.He finally had a comfortable dream.

He floats on the sea.In a small boat.wobbly.Alone.very comfortable.

Be the first round of bright moon.

The world is vast and quiet.

The water is warm and gentle.

A school of fish swims between his legs along the warm current from the equator, touching his toes.

sleep.He was going to float to the edge of the world.No fear of survival, no confusion of life.There is no loneliness that cannot be escaped.

sleep.Although like a dog.At least that ruthless meteor is still by my side tonight.

84

He's not in a boat, he's in a bathtub in the shape of a boat.This bathtub has a unique shape, it is a flat boat with pointed ends.When a person bathes in it, his head can just rest on the protruding deck at one end.

The warm ocean current in the dream is actually the hot water gushing out from the faucets on both sides.

The reason why he woke up to find this was that the water level in the bathtub kept rising, almost submerging his head, and he was almost choked to death by the hot water.He woke up from the dream.Panicked and struggling to sit up in the bathtub.

Then, he started to trance.daze.

His wine is more than half sober.

He finally realized he was in a villa.This kind of boat-shaped bathtub is probably a private custom-made unique version, and the cost should exceed 6 figures.There is no doubt that Deng Yi is a rich son.

Zhong Xian continued to be in a daze, thinking about what to do next.

After a while he found something even more shocking, he had been stripped naked.The gradually plumping foam in the hot water is his only fig leaf.However, the handcuffs are still there.How did his clothes come off?

Deng Yi finally appeared.He was wearing a champagne nightgown and was carrying a large brush.Seeing Zhong Xian's eyes open, he froze for a moment.

"Sober? This method really works."

"Why are you so nice to me?" Zhong Xian said inexplicably.

"How kind to you? Cough, letting you sleep on the carpet that Mixiu slept on is of course treating you favorably." Deng Yi sat on the chair beside the bathtub. "I was already asleep. Suddenly I dreamed that you stained its carpet."

"I'm sorry." Zhong Xian was still stuck in the guess that Deng Yi was a rich son.His tone also changed.

"Why are you apologizing? You haven't gotten dirty yet. I'm just afraid you'll get dirty. I'll feel more at ease after you've been brushed clean."

"brush?"

"This was used for Mi Xiu's bath." Deng Yi waved the brush in his hand.Zhong Xian exploded again.

"How dare you use it against me!"

"Mixiu is cleaner than you. He never smells of alcohol." Deng Yi said, staring at the brush for a few seconds without moving.

"It's dead?" Zhong Xian said.

"Hmm. How do you know?"

"It's my thing to read. Your heart is broken. How could I not see?"

"It's in the middle of its life. It's not a sad thing. It has been with me in the north for ten years."

"Raise another one." Zhong Xian said without emotion.

Deng Yi shook his head. "Michael is not just a dog."

Zhong Xian narrowed his eyes. "You really don't look like a rich second generation."

"I said I wasn't."

"Live in this kind of villa, and still say that you are not? I'm afraid I will care about you borrowing money or something?"

Deng Yi was silent for a while. "Am I still afraid? I will not lend you at all. You will not be short of money, you can always solve it yourself. If you are really short of money, you can sell yourself, and you can always find a buyer."

Zhong Xian paused and laughed. "Good humor, good humor. I know it, I know it..."

Deng Yi looked at him seriously. "What are you crazy about. What did I say wrong?"

Zhong Xian laughed wildly, and the bubbles on the water surface were actually made to fly up a few. "Tell me about you. You've found out about me. I don't know anything about you. Is that fair?"

"I have nothing to say." Deng Yi said.

"Yeah. You don't think of me as a friend. You didn't take me seriously in the first place. Good. Damn."

"Tell me why I am not a rich second generation. My father is extremely strict. Before I am unable to meet his standards, I can't use a penny of his money."

"That's the rich second generation. What kind of ability does he require?"

"Take an EMBA degree, start a company from scratch and run it, and the assets must reach... forget it. It can't be done anyway."

"It's so easy!" Zhong Xian exclaimed.

Deng Yi stared at Zhong Xian. "My dad is rich, how excited are you?"

Zhong Xian was indeed very excited, and he couldn't figure out the reason for his excitement for a while.Simply raised his hands to ask the doubts in his heart. "How did you take off my clothes?"

"Is it difficult?"

"Have you opened the handcuffs? Why are you handcuffing them again?!"

"It has not been opened, and the key has been lost. I cut your clothes."

Zhong Xian narrowed his eyes. "Cut?"

"Hmm. It's easy to cut off the sleeves."

"Are you the gentleman I used to know? When did you become perverted?"

"I also just found out today that perversion makes me very happy. But compared to the fact that you drink alcohol and make fun of me, I think I am still mild. I suggest you drink less in the future and get the CC project done. Worth drinking yourself to death?"

"How do you know about the CC project?"

"You're so drunk, you said it yourself."

"impossible."

"You also said that the 70-year-old landlord had three wives."

"Even I don't know this. You really know the details. How do you investigate me?" Zhong Xian suddenly figured out something. "And why are you investigating me like this?"

"I am naturally sensitive to people who have committed crimes." Deng Yi said solemnly.

Zhong Xian didn't look angry anymore.He has discovered that Deng Yi will laugh when he is angry.He can't keep this guy to his heart's content any longer